It's fast, it's pointless, and it's not a 50-meter competitive swimming subject.

Everyone thought that Zhou Hai, who had completed the first half of the first round, would slow down and turn to breaststroke, but the speed did not change at all, and it exceeded expectations again.

Today's situation is very similar to that of a recruit who does not know how to allocate physical strength and does not know how to swim long distances.

Yes, that's right, it's a recruit who doesn't know anything, even if he becomes the leader of the training team and ranks first.

Although it is the first, with such a speed comparable to a 100-meter sprint, how long can it last and how far can it swim?

Three hundred meters?

Or four hundred meters?

Even if the physical strength is good, it will be doubled, and it will be only 800 meters at most.

If Zhou Hai, who is moving at high speed in the pool, does not slow down to save his physical strength, it means that it is really possible to fill the gap in the field of Qingcheng base and go down in history.

As for not slowing down, planning to swim the 5,000 meters in freestyle?

How is this possible!

"Keep watching."

Dai DP's words were calm, the time was still early, only 50 meters, and it was not enough to close the coffin.

Even if Zero is really unfinished, it's nothing.

A base is just a conversation after dinner.

Of course, he will once again change his mental impression of this training air pilot.

Competitive?

Or are you confident?

I don't know.

The whole person stood with his hands in his hands, his spine was firm and straight, and his deep and vast eyes quietly looked at Zhou Hai who was wrapped in white water, and his whole body was filled with an elegant atmosphere.

The distant sky grew clearer, and the darkness faded.

In the blue swimming pool, which is filled with disinfectant, the first subject training continues.

Swimming.

Swim quickly and quickly.

It didn't take long for Zhou Hai, who had completed the first half of the first round, to meet the main forces of the breaststroke.

Saker is worthy of being the first in the confrontation within the Sea and Air Eagle Regiment, and with its extremely skilled swimming skills, it easily achieved the top position of the large army, far ahead of everyone, and has a gap of three positions between the fourth echelon of nori and carrots.

The other seven participants in the training are slightly inferior to Haifei, but with the long-term swimming subject training, they have an innate advantage, and they have formed a crushing advantage over Su Peng, seaweed and carrot.

Crushing.

It's really crushing.

There are no accidents, congenital weakness is here, air flying attaches the most importance to the blue sky, and underwater kung fu deviation.

If it weren't for Zhou Hai, who used freestyle, riding the dust, building the first echelon with the son of one person, leading everyone, and becoming the leader of the team, the air flight side could be called being beaten.

Well, being hanged.

A few seconds later, Zhou Hai, who was swimming back, met with the main force of the team, and the slow Su Peng was three meters away.

Facing Su Peng, Zhou Hai took advantage of the gap to show a smile on his face, and his left hand, which was running like an oar, changed his posture, lifted out of the water, and gave Su Peng a thumbs up in the No. 7 swimming lane, signaling to cheer and encourage.

Didn't speak, mainly because I didn't want to drink water.

The thumbs up posture of his left hand was held for about a second, and it came into Su Peng's eyes, and then, Zhou Hai's left hand returned to its original posture, swam forward again, and quickly left.

2 meters per second underwater, which is equivalent to the speed of a 100-meter sprint on land.

"Damn, what the hell is this guy, he didn't react so quickly with a freestyle swim, and he smiled at me?"

Su Peng, whose face was slightly ruddy, breathed slightly short, but it was still stable, looking at Zhou Hai, who was as fleeting as an arrow, his heart was messy and a little confused.

He couldn't believe what he was seeing.

Swimming at high speed in freestyle, not only did he not react at all, but he was almost like a nobody, and he was able to smile and give a thumbs up.

What's going on?

Although Su Peng deeply understands that Zhou Hai's physical strength is very good, and the two are very familiar with the tragic experience of going through a 'comprehensive physical examination' together, the problem is that this thing is swimming, not the accustomed five-kilometer air combat training.

After knowing each other for a long time, Su Peng had seen such a situation for the first time, as if the door to a new world had been opened.

"Swim, faster, the faster the better, I want to see how far you can swim, three hundred meters, or four hundred meters?"

In the No. 1 track, the Saker glanced at Zhou Hai with the help of the ventilation gap, but did not find any details, and was not in a hurry at all, spit out some small and small white bubbles, and buried his head forward.

Not in a hurry, maintaining a rhythm, saving physical strength while maintaining a certain speed, the falcon is well versed in the way of long swimming, and will not mess up.

The rest of the training participants Haifei did the same, moving forward steadily, too lazy to care about leaving quickly and already leading the team by dozens of meters.

Tens of meters only.

It seems far away, but in fact there is nothing to fear, for them, the real number one opponent is the top fighter pilot from the same HNA - Saker.

In this modification training, there is also competition in the internal combat sequence of the HNA, the Saker represents the sea and air eagle regiment, and the remaining seven participating sea pilots represent seven different HNA units.

The name of the falcon has long been resounding in the old pilot group of Hainan Airlines.

The first in the internal competition of the Sea and Air Eagle Regiment, the gold content of this title is terrifying!

In the pool, the water splashed, and after intersecting with the main force of the team, Zhou Hai's face was calm, and his rhythmic limbs were running along a fixed trajectory, and his body wrapped in the pool water moved forward at high speed along the route.

Focused, serious.

After more than ten seconds, Zhou Hai swam to the starting point of lane 8, completed the first round-trip, touched the pool wall with both legs and pushed hard, re-accelerated, and entered the second round-trip stage.

The length of the pool is 50 meters, a round trip is 100 meters, and a five-kilometer swim requires 50 round-trips.

At this moment, the main force of the team is still at the end of the first half of the first round, and the fastest Saker has just arrived at the end of the lane, ready to turn around and swim back.

"Something isn't right."

The Saker Falcon, which was swimming back, saw the splash and figure that was rapidly sweeping in front of him, and wanted to continue to be sarcastic, but suddenly he thought of something, and felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't say where it was.

What's wrong?

I don't know.

After thinking about it and not finding an answer, the falcon glanced at Zhou Hai again and continued to maintain its rhythm.

The opponent swims fast and has a lot of physical exertion, which is good news anyway.

Not long after, Zhou Hai, who was in the second round and forth stage at a constant speed, once again greeted the team that had swam the first half of the first round and turn around.

Zhou Hai looked at Su Peng, who was slowly coming to the swimming lane next door with his right hand, as if it was customary, smiling, and giving a thumbs up with his right hand that meant encouragement.

Thumbs, etiquette between Tianjiao.

Zhou Hai felt that he was a polite person, and when he met a friend, no matter how important it was, he had to say hello, especially Su Peng, the captain who had a good relationship.

The relationship is excellent, it is.