In the early 1980s, Zhou Xingxing was already the commander of the Flying Tigers squad.

It can be seen that he is not only most likely to be the first batch of police officers recruited by the Flying Tigers, but he is also likely to be the first batch of Chinese commanders promoted by the Flying Tigers after the police force was restructured.

From this we can see that Zhou Xingxing is not only capable of making people laugh, but he is also a top expert in firearms shooting and unarmed combat.

After all, he is a talent who can kill all the "hostages" in one exercise...

Do you dare to say that Flying Tiger Ah Xing is not powerful enough? Be careful and shoot your head off!

Therefore, Zhuang Shikai was not surprised by Zhou Xingxing's performance on the training field, which was at least much duller than that of several ghost instructors.

After the whole day's operational trial, Zhou Xing was not the only police officer to take up his position, but there were also three or five Chinese police officers who came forward.

Zhuang Shikai has secretly memorized their names. These may be the first batch of Chinese middle-level members of the Flying Tigers in the future.

As for the overall situation considered, Gui Lao still has the advantage.

After all, the innate advantages of the human race are there, and ghost guys have a natural advantage in action.

And to be honest, the Gui Lao police officers I referred to all have military experience, and their combat qualities are much better than those of the messy Chinese police officers.

Of course, let alone Ah San and other colonial police officers.

All of them are useless.

In total, less than five people passed the action test.

This shows the difference in the quality of personnel in these colonial areas.

There is no way to compare with the Chinese who have a heritage of five thousand years.

the next day.

morning.

The written test begins.

In five offices, a total of more than 70 police officers who have passed the operational test are sitting on chairs, holding pens, and are answering their questions.

This test paper was compiled by Chief Instructor Gui Lao and includes firearms theory questions, on-the-spot reaction judgment questions, command multiple-choice questions, and action planning essay questions.

it's over?

No.

No.

When you turn over the paper, there are picture-drawing activity questions on the back.

Zhuang Shikai and a ghost instructor were supervising a classroom, and they couldn't help but feel worried about the Chinese police officers.

I saw all the ghost police officers in the classroom answering questions seriously, but the Chinese police officers were biting their pens and thinking hard.

Although the examination papers give preferential treatment to the Chinese to a certain extent, the examination papers are written in both Chinese and English to suit local conditions.

However, the collective education level of Guilao police officers is very high, which is an undeniable fact.

After all, the literacy rate in Hong Kong is very low across the country. The police officers who can sit in the seats are already educated and know each other. Among the Chinese, they are already rare and capable people.

But among ghosts, this is just basic education and not worth mentioning at all.

It’s really difficult for the Chinese police officers in the examination room...

"well."

"What should I do!"

Zhou Xingxing was sitting on a chair. There was no answer in the entire answer sheet. Instead, he drew a little tiger under the question.

At this time, the Gui Lao police officers began to hand in documents one after another.

Wait until all the Gui Lao police officers have finished handing in their answer sheets.

Instructor Gui Lao couldn't bear his loneliness, turned around and walked to the door to smoke.

Zhuang Shikai nodded, letting Gui Lao feel free to leave the examination room to him, and then coughed twice, immediately attracting the attention of the audience.

"Ahem."

This is the last ten minutes of the exam, the most critical, and the tense finale.

Whether the Chinese police officers can still sing depends on whether Instructor Zhuang gives them a chance to sing.

Suddenly, the remaining Chinese police officers in the field heard coughing and seemed to feel something. They all raised their heads and stared at the only Chinese instructor in front of them.

There was hope and fear in their eyes, mixed with anxiety and uneasiness.

Under the gaze of everyone, Zhuang Shikai picked up a filled-up Guilao test paper, walked through the tables and chairs on both sides step by step, and finally let go of his hand halfway and dropped the test paper on the ground.

Finally, he stood in front of the back wall, with an expression on his face as he admired the art, and began to stare at the blank wall and meditate.

A second of silence.

Randomness is an explosion in silence.

"Crash!" More than a dozen Chinese police officers were agile and picked up the examination papers from the ground as quickly as possible, then copied them as quickly as possible, and then handed both papers to the Chinese brothers next to them.

At this moment, the tradition of mutual help among Chinese people is highlighted, and the answer sheet begins to spread in the form of division.

As the first person to get the answer sheet, Zhou Xingxing actually copied the entire case file in less than two minutes.

Then one after another, Chinese police officers got the answer.

Zhuang Shikai pretended not to know anything, staring at the white wall with a movie playing in his head.

As the only Chinese instructor, he still needs to help the group, and the ratio of Chinese must be maintained at 40% no matter what.

This is not only to show favor and control the Flying Tigers, but even if it is just a chance for the Chinese to get more salary to support their families, it is worth doing something a little outside the boundaries.

When he was found out, the most he could receive was a punishment and a few lectures from the superior, which was nothing. The chief instructor of the Flying Tigers had no right to fire him, and it was impossible to report this matter to the director. The worst he could do was spend more money.

Tell them to shut up. Anyway, Mr. Zhuang is not short of money, and anything that can be done with money is no big deal.

In these days, compatriots have enough to eat and live a good life. Taking some risks is nothing. Of course, this is also because the examination room conditions are good. Apart from the ghosts, there are only Chinese people. Only after all the ghost candidates are gone will they have the opportunity to do this.

If there was a police officer named Ah San, I'm afraid this matter would have come to nothing. Moreover, he could only invigilate one examination room, and the Chinese police officers in other examination rooms did not have such preferential treatment.

About five or six minutes later, Zhuang Shikai coughed twice again: "Ahem."

Then he turned around, walked towards the front of the examination room with a straight face and his hands behind his back.

As he passed through a wooden table, a police officer consciously bent over and reached out, quickly inserting a Gui Lao examination paper into his palm.

Zhuang Shikai walked to the front of the classroom, got the test paper, and put it back on the table very naturally.

The next moment, Instructor Gui Lao walked into the examination room and looked down. He saw that the Chinese police officers who were chewing pens and thinking hard were now writing vigorously, looking calm and composed.

Instructor Gui Lao was slightly confused, but he couldn't tell what was wrong. Zhuang Shikai smiled at him, and he could only smile back.

Soon, the Chinese police officers began to hand in documents one after another.

It is impossible for every police officer to copy in this exam, and it is impossible to copy every question correctly, but it is always good to get a few more points and recruit more police officers.

Zhuang Shikai looked at the police officers who handed in their papers and thanked them. He felt like a class teacher looking at unlucky children, hoping that they would become talented and bring glory to the Chinese. He felt helpless and fond at the same time.

"Thank you, Instructor Zhuang."

"Thank you, Instructor Zhuang." Every Chinese police officer who left the examination room bowed ninety degrees to Mr. Zhuang who collected the papers, and thanked him respectfully.

At this moment, Zhuang Shikai not only overwhelmed them with his rank and power, but also conquered them with his charisma.

"Beep, beep, beep." The siren sounded for handing in papers. At this moment, the exam was over. Every reference police officer had to put down his pen, submit the exam paper to the examiner, and leave the examination room.
Chapter completed!