I Am Just a Support Teacher

When the centrifuge increased its load, the faces of the two people in the centrifuge training cabin became more and more distorted.

7.3, 7.4, 7.5...7.8...8.0.

As centrifuges get faster and faster, so do the load figures.

Soon, the load was raised to 8.0.

At this time, Liu Yong already felt very difficult. By this time, gray eyes had appeared in front of his eyes, and the muscles of his entire face had been completely deformed.

Compared with Liu Yong, the students from Teacher Yang's class on the other side are stronger.

"Just pressurize to the limit."

At this time, many people have already seen that the condition of the students in Teacher Yang is obviously better than that of fighter pilot Liu Yong.

After the load increased by 8G, the speed of the centrifuge did not stop, but increased.

In just two or three seconds, the overload in the training compartment reached 8.8. At this moment, fighter pilot Liu Yong's anti-G capacity had reached its limit.

He just persisted for less than three seconds, and then he fainted.

At the same time, in the other warehouse, the student in Teacher Yang's class was still awake except for his distorted face and gasping for breath.

But at this time, the person in charge of operating the centrifuge had already pressed the stop button.

The overload of the centrifuge also dropped rapidly from 8.8 G. It quickly dropped below 2G.

At this time, Liu Yong, who had already fainted, quickly woke up.

Compared to him, the students from Teacher Yang's class on the other side just panted heavily, and then returned to their normal appearance.

"It's amazing, it's so amazing, it even compares to Old Liu."

In the main control room, seeing such a situation, several fighter pilots couldn't help being amazed.

"This student is really good material for flying a fighter."

"The centrifuge stopped, let's go, let's check the situation."

Soon after the centrifuge stopped, a group of people divided into two waves and came outside the two training cabins.

Soon, the two people in the training cabin were helped down.

"How do you feel?" A pilot asked the students of Teacher Yang who came out of the training cabin.

"It's pretty good, but I haven't reached my limit yet." The student from Teacher Yang said to the pilot.

"What's your name?" the pilot asked the student from Teacher Yang.

"My name is Zhou Mo, I don't need anything." Weekend introduced himself to the pilot.

"Hi Zhou Mo, my name is Ge Jun, you are amazing! You are even better than me." Pilot Ge Jun gave Zhou Mo a thumbs up.

"Zhou Mo, you are very good. Come to our army after graduation." Another pilot said to Zhou Mo.

"There is a chance." Zhou Mo nodded.

At this time, several people walked over supporting Liu Yong who came out of the training warehouse on the other side.

"You are very powerful. My name is Liu Yong. What's your name?" Liu Yong asked Zhou Mo.

"His name is Zhou Mo." A pilot beside him introduced.

"Old Liu, how does it feel to be defeated by a student?" A pilot teased Liu Yong.

"Fuck off,

You are not as good as me. "

After speaking, Liu Yong looked at Zhou Mo again, and said, "Come to our flight team after graduation, and I will cover you."

"There is a chance." Zhou Mo could only nod.

"Zhou Mo, are all your classmates as good as you?" At this time, the young man in military uniform asked Zhou Mo.

At the beginning, they said that they could last for ten seconds under 9G overload, but the youth in military uniform didn't believe it.

But after the situation just now, he believed it a little bit.

"Basically, all of us can last 5 seconds in the overload of 9.6G, and the overload of 9G for ten seconds should not be a problem.

But the most powerful among us is Yang Long, who can last for three seconds under overload. "Zhou Mo said to the young man in military uniform.

"?" Hearing this number, everyone was shocked.

Ah, it's almost 11G, which is not comparable to 9G.

As a fighter pilot, Liu Yong's limit is only a few minutes past eight, but a student can hold on to the overload for 3 seconds, how can this not be shocking.

"Who is Yang Long?" A pilot asked all the students in Teacher Yang's class.

"I'm Yang Long." Among the students in Teacher Yang's class, a burly student stood up and replied.

"Can you withstand the load for 3 seconds?" the young man in military uniform asked Yang Long.

"Yes, that's my test result at Dazhou Experimental Middle School a few months ago. I should be able to withstand 11G load for 3 seconds now." Yang Longchao said to the youth in military uniform.

"Hey! The tone is not small." A pilot said something to Yang Long, but he looked at Yang Long with admiration.

Since the student in front of him is recognized as the most powerful among these students, it is definitely not bad to compare.

"Yang Long, go up and try? Test your limit?" At this time, the middle-aged man operating the centrifuge asked Yang Long.

"Okay!" Yang Long nodded.

Since it was Yang Long's limit, the other compartment of the centrifuge was empty.

After the staff helped Yang Long fasten the safety measures, they replaced the barn door.

Then, everyone left the venue and headed for the main control room.

At this moment, a middle-aged man in his fifties walked in from the outside.

"director."

"Good morning, director!"

This middle-aged man was Qu Weiguo, the director of the Air Force Recruitment Office who asked the youth in military uniform to take the students from the Yang Teacher Class to the test.

"Have you started the test?" Qu Weiguo asked the young man in military uniform.

"Director, a student has been tested."

The youth in military uniform said to Qu Weiguo: "Just now Zhou Mo and Liu Yong had a competition together. In the competition, Liu Yong has never compared with Zhou Mo."

While talking, he also pointed Zhou Mo to Qu Weiguo.

"Compete with Liu Yong, has Liu Yong never competed?" Hearing the words of the young man in military uniform, Qu Weiguo was suddenly surprised.

He turned his gaze to Liu Yong who was at the side.

"Ahem!" Seeing Qu Weiguo looking at him, Liu Yong coughed awkwardly and said, "Well, Zhou Mo is better than me. I fainted from an 8.8G overload, but he didn't."

"Is it so powerful?" Hearing Liu Yong's confession, Qu Weiguo was startled.

"Director, Zhou Mo said that they can all last 5 seconds under the 9.6G load. I think they should be able to do it. We are testing them now."

"Okay, good seedling!"

Hearing the words of the young man in military uniform, Qu Weiguo was overjoyed.

If these students can resist 9.6G overload, then they are born to fly fighter jets.

With this kind of physical fitness, not to mention that their grades are all excellent, even if some grades fail, that can be ignored.

"Director, there is a student named Yang Long among them. It is said that he can persist in the 11G overload for 3 seconds without wearing an anti-G suit. We are now testing him."

"What, 11G?" Hearing this, Qu Weiguo was shocked.

What is the concept of 11G? I am afraid that only stunt pilots and astronauts who have undergone long-term training can reach the peak.

This kind of physical fitness is like no other in ten thousand!

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