First entry to West Point Military Academy
At 6 a.m. in early 1936, the wake-up number of West Point Military Academy, about 30 miles from New York State, rang out on time in every dormitory.
The students of Class 17, Grade 15, immediately got up from the high and low beds, yawning and dressing, complaining, and scolding the people who yelled the waking call as shit, and the people who cursed the waking call as bad as stinky shit.
A few minutes later, a large instructor rushed into the dormitory like an angry duck, holding a teaching stick and hitting a high and low bed, and roared loudly at an unlucky guy who had just put on his shirt and fell asleep and snoring: "You are soaking stinky shit, so if you don't want to get up, go home."
Zhou Zhihan is no longer surprised by this. American soldiers have always been lazy. Almost every day, students are scolded by instructors for sleeping for a while and getting back to bed.
Zhou Zhihan rubbed his saliva and muttered: "It's okay for labor and capital to sleep and train in morning jogging. What are you doing? It's delaying my dreams."
After saying that, he covered his head and fell asleep again.
Seeing the smelly dog shit rolling and creeping out of the dormitory, the big instructor followed him out angrily, without even glance at Zhou Zhihan who was sleeping with his head covered.
Zhou Zhihan and more than 20 other international students were the first batch of flight cadets sent to the West Point Military Academy in the United States. They came to the United States three months ago, carrying the future hope of the Chinese Air Force.
Since the September 18th Incident, the Supreme Command of the Chinese Air Force has begun to prepare for the future. They believe that there will be a war with the Japanese in the future, and that those who win the Air Force will win the world on the battlefield of the anti-Japanese war in the future.
In order to deal with the Japanese devils' aggressive naval and air force, the Chinese military could only purchase hundreds of military aircraft from Western military powers.
The plane was purchased, but the pilot had no way to buy it, so the Air Force Headquarters picked out some good seedlings from the active-duty soldiers and invited Western pilots to serve as flight instructors.
The Air Force Headquarters clearly realized that if the domestic air force wants to grow rapidly, there must be a group of excellent domestic air force instructors.
Therefore, in the winter of 1935, the Air Force Headquarters decided to select some elites from the army and universities, and to go to the United States West Point to learn advanced air combat technology. In the future, they could teach more excellent pilots after returning to China.
Without excellent pilots, no matter how good the plane is, it is just a pile of scrap copper and iron.
The Chinese Air Force, which is about to usher in the inevitable war of resistance in the storm, needs a group of excellent pilots.
Like other international students, Zhou Zhihan, who is studying in college and proficient in English, only obtained this public-funded study abroad quota after layers of relationships.
In the Chinese military in 1935, pilots were the most in short supply, the best young master among the rich and handsome men, and the great marshal among the elites and leaders. Being able to study flight technology abroad is even more glorious, and the future is promising after returning to China.
The group of international students who were with Zhou Zhihan had a strong family background. Some of them joined the army for many years, and some of them had just joined the army for gilding to enter West Point Military Academy. Zhou Zhihan even joined the army a few days before going abroad. He had not trained for a day and had never touched his gun. He could not even get a military salute and had reached the rank of sergeant.
Originally, Zhou Zhihan and more than 20 students should have been assigned to the West Point branch of the Randolph Aviation Military Base to learn flight techniques and theories at the Randolph Aviation Military Base.
But after just one week after entering the Randolph Aviation Military Base, half of this group of students were driven out by the Randolph Aviation Military Academy and sent to the grassroots non-commissioned officer schools, including Zhou Zhihan.
They were delegated to the Infantry Soldiers School to practice physical fitness because their basic military indicators in all aspects were not qualified and did not meet the most basic recruitment standards for Air Force cadets.
Without a good physique, strong will and a calm mind, you will not be able to compete with the Air Force's training at all, let alone flying on the plane.
Physical energy is the basis for supporting the above indicators. Without good physical energy, you cannot afford dive bombing, rolling fighting and bombers.
The enrolled pilots of Randolph Aviation Military Academy must undergo a three to six months of basic military training. During this time, the students cannot get on the plane and can only learn theoretical knowledge.
Therefore, Zhou Zhihan and the others were sent to the NCO Academy, and there was no conflict in the future courses.
After two months of hard work, the physical indicators of more than a dozen international students who were sent to the grassroots level of the military academy with Zhou Zhihan barely met the enrollment standards of the Randolph Air Force Academy and returned to study at the Randolph Air Force Academy.
In the past two months, no matter how hard Zhou Zhihan tried, he had never made any progress. His physical indicators remained two months ago, so he could only stay in the Infantry Soldiers School. However, the school gave the final pass and gave Zhou Zhihan another month. If his physical fitness still did not meet the basic requirements of Randolph Aviation and Military Academy, he would be expelled and returned to China.
The American West Point Military Academy is not that it cannot tolerate a useless military academy, but that it cannot let the useless military academy destroy its reputation.
After his long-term efforts were not rewarded, Zhou Zhihan gradually lost confidence in himself. He began to become anxious, lazy, and gave up on himself. Later, he simply did not participate in any training and went to wander outside the school after sleeping enough every day.
As Zhou Zhihan gave up on himself, the instructors also lost confidence in him. They had to take many students and had no time and energy to waste on a self-giving student, and gradually ignored him.
There is another reason: Zhou Zhihan is an international student from China and cannot attract the attention of the senior management of the school.
Previously, among the Chinese students who graduated from Western Point, the most famous one was General Wen Yingxing.
At that time, in order to see whether the pastry could accept Chinese students, the US Congress also approved it in a special bill.
But General Wen's group of students had an average influence on the pastry, because they were not many at that time and the country's influence was limited, so they could not be their strong support.
At this time, China's international status is still there, and many Chinese Americans have second- and third-class citizens in the United States.
The country is weak and diplomacy is weak. In foreign diaspora, the status of students is naturally weak.
Half a month ago, Zhou Zhihan's soul was replaced by a soul-wrapping man named Fan Wenbin.
Now, Fan Wenbin has gradually adapted to his new identity - Zhou Zhihan.
Fan Wenbin is now Zhou Zhihan, and Zhou Zhihan is Fan Wenbin.
When the students ran and slogans came from the playground outside, Zhou Zhihan got up from the bed and slapped a military fist in the spacious dormitory. He felt a little more energetic, and he changed his ex's weak physique when he had just passed by.
After half a month of traveling, Zhou Zhihan's physical fitness improved speed made him feel that he was reborn every day, although, from his appearance, he still looked like a weak scholar.
Feeling the confidence and joy brought by the body, Zhou Zhihan is sure that this is the time traveling through the golden finger.
Strength is confidence.
His absolute power, explosive power, endurance, speed change, vision, smell, alertness, and judgment have all changed drastically. He can feel the golden fingers bringing wonderful subtle changes to his body through his breath, especially his IQ, which has reached a state of unforgettable memory, which has brought him super confidence.
Suddenly, amid the noise of running, Zhou Zhihan recognized five footsteps passing through the corridor and walking towards his dormitory.
Listening has improved again.
Life with golden fingers is different.
If someone else was going to be caught, they would definitely be caught. Oh, other students were running around in the morning and having morning exercises. What do you want to do if you hide in the dormitory and play military fist alone?
The footsteps of several people were light and heavy, and he was familiar with the footsteps of three of them, while the footsteps of the other two were completely unfamiliar.
Zhou Zhihan's mind flew around and determined the purpose of these people in two seconds. He hurried back to the bed, covered his head and pretended to continue to sleep soundly.
Zhou Zhihan's judgment was completely correct.
Sure enough, he knew three of the five people who pushed the door, Sergeant Jinke White, dormitory administrator, squad leader Steven Goode, and instructor Lieutenant Jonas Hansen.
Second Lieutenant Jonas Hansen is an instructor in Class 17, Grade 1, 35. He was a big instructor who didn't look at him before, held a teaching stick in his hand, walked like a big duck, and liked to scold students for shit.
The other person, Zhou Zhihan, was not aware of him. He was wearing casual clothes, tall and thin, brown hair, gold-rimmed glasses, and a black pipe in his mouth, looking very elegant.
There is also an Asian-faced student carrying a marching bag and holding a washing utensil in his hand. He looks like a new student, with a short jaw and a strong jaw. His legs slightly spread out and his temperament brings a military temperament. His chin is slightly raised and he is very confident. He has a sense of arrogant superiority in his eyes.
"Bangbangbang!"
Lieutenant Jonas Hansen waved his teaching stick and knocked Zhou Zhihan's bedside three times, then lifted his quilt.
Madan, fortunately, I don’t have the habit of sleeping, otherwise I would have suffered a great loss.
Zhou Zhihan rubbed his eyes while complaining about the other party being rude. He pretended to be confused for two seconds before he came to his senses. He got up and saluted the instructor.
Steven Good, the squad leader of Class 17, is upright and strong. He wears a purple-red beret. He is very energetic and takes good care of Zhou Zhihan from China. However, he really cannot carve the rotten wood of Zhou Zhihan.
"Chou!" A hint of sympathy flashed in Steven Good's eyes, "Because you cannot meet the requirements of Randolph Aviation Military Academy, the Military Academy Teaching Office requires you to leave West Point today."
Chapter completed!