I Am Just a Support Teacher

While the two were talking, the centrifugal equipment outside had stopped.

At this time, someone naturally stepped forward to open the door of the centrifuge cabin, and then helped the pilots trained inside to get down.

"Come on, let's go there." The middle-aged man said to the young man in military uniform.

"Come with me." The young man in military uniform waved to the ten students in the flying class of Master Yang.

Soon, a group of people came to the front of the centrifuge equipment.

"How do you feel?" The middle-aged man came to the side of the pilot who was helped down, greeted and asked with a smile.

"It's okay!" The pilot has almost returned to normal after a short period of relief.

"How many people do you train?" The young man in military uniform asked several pilots who came to train.

"There's one more person out of training," said one of the pilots.

"Okay, I have some people on my side who want to train, let's go together." The young man in military uniform said to several pilots.

A centrifuge has two compartments, each of which can accommodate one person for training, that is, two people can train at the same time.

Since it is just to test whether these students can persist for ten seconds under the overload of 7g, which is similar to the intensity of pilot training, so we simply train together.

Even if these students can't persist, they can stop anyway.

"You said they are the ones who will be trained?" Several pilots heard the words of the young man in military uniform and looked at the students of the Yang division's flying class behind the young man in military uniform in surprise.

"Yes, these are the freshmen recruited this year. They boasted that they can last ten seconds under 9g overload, so the director asked us to test them." At this time, the young man in military uniform said to several pilots.

"Just them, can they last ten seconds at 9g overload? Are you kidding me?" Hearing what the young man in military uniform said, several pilots suddenly laughed.

They seem to have heard a funny joke.

The newly recruited students can withstand 9g overload, isn't that a joke?

"Don't laugh, people said, it is to bear the 9g overload without wearing the anti-G suit." The young man in military uniform said emphatically.

"Ha ha!"

However, when they heard the words of the young man in military uniform, several pilots even laughed out loud.

"Are all the freshmen recruited to fly so arrogant now? We can't bear such a super high overload, let alone these students, such a Haikou dare to boast? And don't you believe what they say?" a pilot asked the young man in military uniform.

"Of course we don't believe it, but since the director said to test it, let's test it, just to see how much overload they can withstand."

"Okay, I will carry out overload training next, you can arrange someone to join me, if any of them can't hold on, you stop." A pilot in his forties said to the young man in military uniform.

"understood."

"Which one of you is the first to take the test?" The young man in military uniform looked at the students of the Yang division's flying class behind him.

"Let me do it."

"I come."

Hearing the words of the young man in military uniform, many people stood up at once, but in the end he could only choose one of them at random.

"You do it!"

"You go in, and the staff will fasten your seat belt for you." The young man in military uniform told the student in the Yang division's flight class.

Under the orders of the youth in military uniform, the student from Teacher Yang quickly entered the warehouse, and the staff quickly took various protective measures for him.

"Didn't they wear anti-G suits for the test?" At this time, a pilot asked the young man in military uniform.

"No, they can't stand it anymore, just stop the machine, I believe they will not be able to stand it soon." The young man in military uniform said to the pilot.

On the other side, the forty-something fighter pilot also entered another training room.

"Come on, let's go to the main control room."

After both of them entered the training cabin, a group of people left the venue and walked towards the main control room.

On the screen in the main control room,

You can see two people in the training cabin.

One of them is an experienced fighter pilot, and the other is naturally the student from Teacher Yang's class.

"Are you all ready?" The middle-aged man asked the two people in the training cabin in the main control room.

"Ready!"

"Ready!"

At the same time, the sound of the two people getting ready came from the training cabin.

"start!"

As the middle-aged man pressed the start button, the huge centrifuge equipment started to spin slowly, and then turned faster and faster.

"If you can't hold on anymore, just press the remote control button on your hand, and the machine will stop at that time, otherwise we will only stop when you faint, understand?"

The middle-aged man said to the students of Teacher Yang in one of the warehouses.

"Understood."

On the display screen at this time, the overload of the centrifuge had reached 2.6, and the students in Teacher Yang's class did not change their expressions at all.

Like him, the fighter pilots on the other side did not change expression.

As time passed, the speed of the centrifuge was getting faster and faster.

And the overload number displayed on the screen is getting bigger and bigger.

"It's already broken 5, not bad."

"Being able to persist for so long in the 5G overload shows that this student is much better than most new recruits."

In the centrifuge cabin at this time, the faces of the students in Teacher Yang's class only changed slightly, and his breathing became much more rapid, which shows that the 5g overload is still acceptable for him.

While a few people were talking, the speed of the centrifuge was getting faster and faster.

Soon the overload display broke through 6g.

At this time, both the pilot and the student in Teacher Yang's class had some changes in their expressions.

However, the 6g overload is not the final data. The centrifuge is still accelerating, and the data displayed by the overload is slowly increasing.

"It's more than 7g, stabilize it, and see how many seconds this student can last."

Under the overload of 7g, the expressions of the two people in the centrifuge changed greatly.

In the absence of an anti-G suit, it can withstand 7g overload, and basically it can fly all aircraft except fighter jets.

A pilot who can withstand a 7g overload without an anti-G suit can usually withstand a 9g overload without a problem.

Under such conditions, most aircraft except fighter jets can already be fired.

Only fighter jets are sometimes overloaded too much and need to have a very strong anti-overload capability.

And if it's just bombers, transport planes, civil aviation airliners and the like, pilots who can withstand 7g overload without wearing anti-G suits are already fully competent.

"4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10..."

"He can still persist. This student is amazing. Judging from his condition, it seems to be better than that of Lao Liu, tsk tsk."

"Can you hold on? Do you want to increase the overload?" In the main control room, the middle-aged man asked the two people in the training cabin.

"I'm fine." The student from Teacher Yang made an ok gesture towards the camera, indicating that he has no problem.

"I'm fine, let's increase the load." The voice of a fighter pilot also sounded from another cabin.

Liu Yong was the name of the fighter pilot who was training at this time.

At this time, Liu Yong's heart had already set off a huge wave.

He was starting to struggle with the current overload, but he didn't expect the student opposite him to be able to resist it.