Blood?

Not really.

Listening to what Zhang Zheng slowly said, many candidates bowed their heads slightly and thought calmly.

Can you really endure loneliness, endure many restrictions, and be competent for the profession of pilot?

At this moment, many candidates are a little lost.

Looking at the candidates around him who were confused and confused, Zhou Hai shook his head slightly, and his vast and deep gaze revealed a determined color.

Pilot, this profession means faith for him!

My heart is as firm as iron, and I will never waver!

"Next, the test about the physical examination begins, first of all, everyone runs around the playground and runs freely until they can't hold on."

Zhang Zheng looked at everyone, exhaled a breath of turbidity, and said in a loud voice:

"Now, let's go."

Run until you can't hold on to it?

As the words of the person in charge, Zhang Zheng, fell, more than 100 male and female candidates immediately moved after a short period of stunnedness.

Many of the strong boys were full of self-confidence, and they walked like a fast flight on their feet to the playground track and galloped to the front of the team.

After more than a dozen boys entered the track first, the rest of the boys and girls reacted one after another, entered the track one after another, and began to run.

Boys are generally faster, while girls are generally slower.

However, this run is a test of willpower and endurance.

"This kind of running without weights, how long do you have to run?" Zhou Hai stayed in the boys' queue, looked at everyone's slightly excited expressions, and sighed.

The words fell, speed up.

Soon, Zhou Hai, who was getting faster and faster, had entered the state of the half-hundred-meter sprint stage, easily surpassing the echelon with the largest number of people.

At present, in the playground track, after a short run, various echelons have been divided.

The fastest first echelon, with about eight or nine people, is the last, the second place is Jiang Lei, the third place is Zhang Zhe, who is cold and pretending to be forced, and the sixth place is He Ping.

The entire 302 dormitory seems to be a bit of a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger.

At present, only Zhou Hai is in the third echelon with the largest number of people, and the remaining three roommates are all in the first echelon.

The second echelon numbered about twenty or thirty people, and many people lost the lead and were trying to catch up with the first echelon.

The third echelon of mixed men and women, which is generally slower, does not seem to be ready to compete in speed, but in endurance.

At the end, there is a slower fourth echelon, about six or seven people, all of whom are girls.

In the center of the playground, Zhang Zheng, the person in charge, and several officers were firmly watching the candidates running on the track, and the doctors and nurses standing around were waiting for rescue.

Run.

A rhythmic and powerful run.

In the track, Zhou Hai, who almost maintained a sprint state, easily broke away from the third echelon with the largest number of crowds, and after just a few seconds, he surpassed the second echelon that was trying to catch up, and went straight to the first echelon at the front of the track.

"Damn, what does this guy think, running so fast?"

A second-echelon candidate looked at Zhou Hai, who easily surpassed him, and was stunned.

This person doesn't care about physical strength at all?

The rest of the candidates who stayed in the second echelon, after glancing at Zhou Hai, who was in a state of sprinting, were expressionless, maintaining their own breathing rhythm and running rhythm.

This kind of long-distance running of endurance and willpower, competing for the so-called first place, is meaningless.

Try to maintain your strength and rhythm, run as far and long as possible, and wear down your competitors.

This guy who surpasses them is simply sensational, ridiculous.

Looking at Zhou Hai, who was approaching the first echelon at high speed in a sprint state, Zhang Zheng, who was standing in the center of the playground, frowned and was slightly puzzled.

"That boy is a bit competitive, this is just the beginning, he runs so fast, and the physical exertion is too great." An officer with the rank of major next to him shook his head slightly.

Long-distance running is a test of physical strength and willpower, especially when your legs are as heavy as lead, you have to grit your teeth and keep moving forward.

These pilot candidates have not undergone real military training at all.

Another officer, who was holding the information in his hand, pushed the glasses above the bridge of his nose, and said softly: "The candidates in the first echelon are very good, Jiang Lei, Zhang Zhe, Luo Hong, have good physical exercise in school and excellent physical fitness, and this candidate is Zhou Hai, this year's Sichuan Province is the top of the list, equal to the champion of other provinces, 719 points, and the highest cultural score." ”

With a score of 719, this score is like a majestic and magnificent mountain, which can only be looked up.

This year, the scores of the champions in all provinces across the country have remained around 680 points, but only the champions and leaders of Sichuan Province have broken through the threshold of 700 points.

"Keep watching." Zhang Zheng's words were calm, and he spoke, his sharp eyes stared at Zhou Hai, who had already rushed into the first echelon:

"What is this Zhou Hai thinking?"

Zhou Hai, the role model from Sichuan Province, is an important target of attention from the superior chief.

As a genius who has obtained full marks in mathematics and science, Zhang Zhengke does not believe that Zhou Hai does not know what his approach means.

On the track, after easily surpassing the second echelon, Zhou Hai spent about ten seconds and successfully squeezed into the first echelon at the front.

Zhou Hai didn't dare to run too fast, let alone sprint with all his might.

The speed of 28 meters per second is completely non-human, and Zhou Hai doesn't want to expose his true physical condition.

Abundant physical strength can be covered by physical strength, but at a speed of 28 meters per second, what excuse is used to cover it?

There are secrets that can never be revealed.

"Zhou Hai, what are you doing, running so fast?!"

After Zhou Hai successfully entered the first echelon, He Ping, who was in sixth place and was covered with sweat, gasped for breath, glanced at Zhou Hai, the whole person was stunned, his eyes showed doubt, and he felt that something was wrong.

Under the hot weather, staying in the fastest first echelon, He Ping's physical strength had dropped sharply, his lips were dry, his face was ruddy, his forehead was full of sweat, his clothes were soaked, and his breath was disordered and short.

Not only He Ping, but most of the candidates in the first echelon are in a state of rapid physical exhaustion.

Under such an environment and state, Zhou Hai still ran so fast, which was tantamount to asking for his own death.

"Come on."

Zhou Hai smiled like a spring breeze to He Ping, his speed did not decrease, and his rhythmic legs gave his body a steady stream of power.

Transcend.

Easy and simple transcendence.

In an instant, Zhou Hai left his back to He Ping and continued to move forward.

"Wait,, what the hell is this guy, he's been running for so long and he doesn't even breathe?" With Zhou Hai's smile in his mind, He Ping finally realized that something was wrong, and he was a little confused.

Running at a sprint pace, with a normal complexion, and a smile to speak.

this

this

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What's the situation?

No one answered the stunned He Ping, because everyone was a little stunned.