At the entrance of the overload training room at Lu Hang Academy.
A group of aviation students stood in an orderly line.
In front of them, an instructor was talking.
"There's a reason why the overload training was moved to the morning today!”
"All of you are usually the sons of the blue sky, the flying eagles.”
"But some people are not convinced!"
"There are two infantrymen running on the ground. No matter what they say, you are all a bunch of rookies!”
"They casually learned a few skills outside and know how to fly a toy plane, so they came to challenge you!”
"Let me ask you, can you endure it?”
"No!" The young students shouted at the top of their lungs.
"Very good. In that case, I hope you will teach them a lesson later!”
"Tell them that no one can be a pilot!”
"Let them stand on the ground and look up to you obediently!”
"Do you understand?"
"Understood!"
…
F * ck!
This is trouble!
Su Meng's hearing was extraordinary, and he could faintly hear the voices coming from inside.
He looked at the excited Zou Yinghao beside him.
He could not help but gloat.
I made you eat so much in the morning.
Now, you're ready to confess everything!
One had to know that anti-overload training was a must in pilot training.
Moreover, it had to be done frequently.
However, under normal circumstances, they would not do it right after eating.
It usually took two hours after the meal, and the digestion was almost complete.
What was that?
Why do you think?
That was because high-overload training would make people dizzy.
If he didn't vomit, it wouldn't be considered training!
Although it was almost digested before vomiting, it was no different from vomiting after eating.
However, it seemed to be a little better, right?
Su Meng dared to bet.
The students inside must have been reminded to eat less in the morning.
As for Su Meng…what was he doing?
Do you think I can disintegrate a fighter jet in the virtual combat system?
It's just a helicopter. Is there a need to overload it so much?
Su Meng glanced at the silly Zou Yinghao.
This kid probably thought that the other party would politely argue with him first.
Then go on the simulator or something?
Hehe, the ignorant are fearless!
It was a pity that he did not bring his phone today. Otherwise, he would be famous.
"
Report!"
"Su Meng, a student of the elementary advanced class of the Eastern Warzone Joint Command College, reporting!”
"Zou Yinghao, a student of the elementary advanced class of the Eastern Theater Command Academy, reporting!”
In the training room, a group of people looked over in unison.
That gaze was as if it wanted to eat someone up.
The instructor, who had been clamoring to teach them a lesson just now, had a smile on his face.
"Welcome, two new students.”
"My surname is Yan, and I'm the form teacher of this class. You can just call me Instructor Yan.”
"Since you're here, I'll treat you all equally and let you receive the same training.”
"This morning's subject is overload training.”
"Is there a problem?!"
F * ck!
Aren't you blushing when you say this?
Su Meng's mouth twitched.
Treat everyone equally?
Your students are all wearing anti-G suits.
What about us?
Just a casual outfit!
This was called treating everyone equally?
Or do you not know the effect of the anti-charge suit on overload overload?
"Report! No problem!"
Zou Yinghao didn't think too much about it. Instead, he looked excited.
He had previously taken the civil private driver's license (PPL), which was equivalent to the C license in a car driver's license.
Only if your IQ is not bad and your body is healthy, you can pass the test with a little more time.
Well…of course, you have to be rich.
As for the requirements for the physical examination, it was actually not much higher than the physical examination requirements for the driver's license.
How had Zou Yinghao come into contact with such a high-end thing like overload training?
For a moment, he was also in high spirits.
He didn't even notice that he was wearing a G-resistant suit.
A
cunning look flashed across Instructor Yan's eyes.
"Mm, very good. It seems that you can't wait.”
"How about this, I guess you guys haven't come into contact with today's overload training.”
"Liang Lecheng!"
"Here!" A student responded loudly and stood out from the line.
"You're at the bottom of the class, so let's give them an example first.”
"Hmm…the difficulty doesn't need to be too high.”
"Yes, sir!"
Liang Lecheng's expression did not change. He walked into the manned centrifugal machine and began to prepare.
Su Meng secretly curled his lips.
Speaking of which, aren't you being a little cunning?
Or are you bullying us for not knowing anything?
Did he get seven g's right away?
And simple?
If you think that 7 g is easy, then why are you still a pilot? You're flying a helicopter?
Wouldn't it be nice to fly a J-20 directly to the Air Force?
And he was at the bottom?
If you were to be at the bottom of the 7th place, how would the Air Force aviation school be able to stand it?
F * ck, using the top students to fool people.
Do they really think we're noobs?
However, when he turned around, he saw Zou Yinghao's excited face.
Su Meng's teeth were also aching.
Alright, there really was Xiaobai here.
Liang
Lecheng's overload training was very fast.
Or rather, this thing was not meant to be practiced for a long time.
Normal training was to allow your body to adapt by slightly exceeding your limit.
After his body's limit was raised, he would gradually increase it.
For Liang Lecheng, the 7g overload was slightly beyond his limit.
Although he was still conscious after getting off the plane.
However, they could not even walk in a straight line.
However, he didn't vomit, so he managed to endure it.
It looked like if he wanted 8 g, he would have vomited.
It was even possible that he would faint.
Instructor Yan nodded in satisfaction and turned to Su Meng and Zou Yinghao.
"Which one of you will go first?"
"Report! I'll go first!" Zou Yinghao couldn't wait to step forward.
Su Meng didn't fight with him.
If you go first, then you go first. I'll just watch the show.
Instructor Yan glanced at him and nodded slightly.
"How many g's do you want first?"
How could Zou Yinghao know so much?
Or rather, he had only learned a little about it from books.
How would they know the true power of numbers?
He opened his mouth.
"Instructor, I'll do the same thing as him. I'll do 7 g first.”
The
crowd burst into laughter.
7 g? You probably think you're not dying fast enough.
Instructor Yan nodded slightly.
"It's good that you have this goal.”
"But since this is your first time here, you should get used to it first.”
"If you think there's no problem, then add more.”
Although he wanted to show the two of them his might, he would not go too far.
It was not a joke to get a 7g right away.
Although Zou Yinghao felt that he was being looked down upon, he knew that the other party had good intentions.
He casually walked into the round round, man-carrying centrifugal machine. With the help of others, he managed to get the seatbelt and helmet ready.
He excitedly made a gesture to the outside to get ready.
The centrifugal machine began to spin rapidly.
In the centrifugal machine, Zou Yinghao's face turned red and distorted.
This was the first time he was going through such training, and he was not mentally prepared. He did not even wear the anti-G suit.
How could he adapt in such a short time?
Other than being able to barely maintain consciousness, he couldn't care about anything else.
There were vital signs and cameras in the mannequin.
Their training inside was reflected on the screen.
Looking at him, how could he not know that he had already reached his limit?
The staff in charge of the operation was quick to shut down the centrifugal machine.
The centrifugal machine slowly stopped.
Only then did Zou Yinghao come to his senses.
He barely unbuckled his seatbelt and staggered out.
It was just that the path they walked on was almost twisted into a fried dough twist.
Her face was flushed red, and her mouth could not help but bulge.
Su Meng sighed.
Youngsters really didn't know the immensity of heaven and earth.
However, she was his roommate and his company commander after all. He couldn't just ignore her.
She reached out, grabbed his collar, and lifted him up.
Then, she took a few quick steps and threw him into the sink in the room next door.
Then, she covered her nose and ran away.
As for why there was a sink next to the overload training room…
he wanted to go!
As expected, there were waves of vomiting sounds behind him.
F * ck!
It was not necessarily a good thing to strengthen one's body in all aspects.
His nose was too sensitive. He didn't even bother to breathe!
…
Zou Yinghao was vomiting.
The crowd couldn't help but gloat.
Do you infantrymen know how powerful I am now?
Did he think that everyone could go to heaven?
You should just drive your tank!
Instructor Yan laughed secretly in his heart, but his face was full of regret.
He shook his head.
"Sigh…Looks like this young man didn't perform well today.”
"Oh right, Su Meng, do you want to give it a try?”
Everyone's gaze turned over in unison.
Their eyes were filled with schadenfreude, as if they were watching a show.
Su Meng nodded and said calmly.
"Since I'm here, I'll definitely train with everyone.”
"Then give it a try"
Instructor Yan nodded, but he sneered in his heart.
Young man, you still won't give up until you see the Yellow River.
"Then Su Meng, why don't you give me a 5 first?”
Su Meng shrugged his shoulders, looking indifferent.
“5？What's the point of that?"
"Let's play with an 8 first!"
What was that?
Everyone was stunned.
He could hardly believe his ears.
What did you say?
An 8?
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