I love you, I won't kill you

Chapter 166

Strolling on the sidewalk of New York's Fifth Avenue, where global luxury goods gather, Colleen was extremely happy and excited.And Julie beside her was thinking of someone at this moment, thinking of the person who was 1200 miles away from her.

"It's been a morning since she reported for duty. What has she been doing all morning?"

"It's mid-afternoon, how is her lunch? No, it shouldn't be good."

"It shouldn't taste bad, right?! God! I really want to call her."

In front of the Gucci store on the first floor of the Trump Tower on Fifth Avenue, Julie stood there for a long time staring at the luxury goods in the window.Colleen stared at the Gucci store door, then at her, "Hey honey, like their clothes?"

"Oh...no, no, I just...have a look." Julie pulled back her thoughts of walking away and said relaxedly.

Colleen glanced at the Prada store across the street, and happily said to Julie, "Look, we're already standing on Fifth Avenue, why don't you go in and have a look? Come on, dear."

While Julie smiled, she also saw the Prada store across the street, "Isn't that your favorite? Why, want to buy me a Gucci dress?"

"Why not? As long as you like it." Colleen pulled Julie and walked quickly into the Gucci store.

While Julie was debating whether the Naval Aviation School lunch was good, Amanda hadn't tasted anything in the officer's lunch that would please her.

From seven o'clock in the morning until now, the young ensign of the Marine Corps felt almost in a naval officer's world.Looking around, in addition to the soldiers in the digital camouflage of the US Navy, there are naval officers in pure white officer uniforms or green pilot uniforms.

And she, a female marine officer in summer uniform, seemed so abrupt, unnatural, or more like a transfer student who went to the wrong place in the group of naval pilots.

Indeed, the first thing Amanda heard when she stood in the office was, "Second Lieutenant, you are late."

"I'm sorry, Lieutenant Colonel, I don't understand what you mean!" Amanda said loudly with her eyes and body straight.

"Relax, second lieutenant. Uh... I believe your commander didn't explain the reason clearly to you." The lieutenant colonel in a white summer navy uniform said every word while sitting at his desk.

Then, the lieutenant colonel said again, "Of course, it doesn't mean that you are late today. I mean, you are three weeks behind the students who participated in flight training at the same time."

"I'm sorry, sir. What should I...do?"

"Hehe, second lieutenant, it's very simple. What I need you to do now is to catch up with them in the shortest possible time."

That said, while other would-be pilots were in their final three and a half weeks of basic aviation education, Amanda started her first week.The entire basic education will last six and a half weeks, and the courses learned are divided into three parts: military subjects, basic theory and physical training.

"Yes, sir." Amanda could only bite the bullet and replied loudly.

"Lieutenant, this is not the Marine Corps, so don't speak so loudly. Remember, this is the United States Navy, and you are an officer of the Navy's ground forces. Understand?"

"Yes, sir."

"Now, go to your military subject instructor and let him tell you what to do! Disband!"

As Amanda walked out of the office, she inadvertently glanced at the lieutenant colonel's orderly Navy [-]rd class (Corporal).She was a little surprised by what the lieutenant colonel said, "A ground officer? Or a navy? Fuck it, I'm a marine!"

Thinking about it again, Amanda couldn't help laughing, "Well...that's right. At least in this place, I can enjoy the gentleman treatment of all naval officers."

Since she was sensible, she has been fascinated by her father Nelson's style of naval officer.Sitting on a lounge chair on the deck, blowing the sea breeze, enjoying the fragrant coffee served by the naval orderlies, and comfortably looking at various naval ships floating on the sea.

Although he is not staying on a surface ship right now, he is better than the Marine Corps in terms of quality of life.You can enjoy the officer's single dormitory, you can enjoy the officer's standard daily three meals, and even have more vacation time than the Marine Corps.

"It's no wonder that most of the family are willing to join the navy, so it is! Navy family honor? Uh... not bad!" Amanda kept thinking back to her father's words along the way.

Five minutes later, Amanda came out of the officer's quarters in a Marine Corps desert camouflage uniform.She had to hurry up and find her own military subject instructor so that she could pass the first training in the shortest possible time.

Having never studied naval military subjects, Amanda thought it would be a very difficult job.But when she really started to study, she felt that it was a bit too simple.The entire subject requires only the study of queues, military etiquette and the use of naval weapons.

Amanda completed a week of study in only two days.Maybe it's talent, maybe all the instructors only need to teach her one student, so she will learn so fast and so easily.

She felt as if she was sitting in some university classroom when she was studying the basic theory.The courses here are taught by some senior naval officers and Marine Corps officers, and the teaching atmosphere is similar to that of ordinary universities.

Finally seeing the Marine Corps officers other than herself, Amanda suddenly had a thought of missing the Marine Corps years.I missed it, but the instructor told her more than once that she had to learn it completely.

In terms of curriculum, Amanda has three and a half weeks to complete courses in aerodynamics, aviation physiology, aircraft engines and systems, aviation meteorology, navigation and flight regulations.

But in reality, she has to finish all the courses and pass the test before the students at the same time start the primary flight training.The unprecedented sense of pressure forced Amanda to cherish every minute in front of her, and even enjoy the treatment of an officer when she has no time.

While the other cadets sat in the officers' mess, chatting and laughing over the officer's meal, she allowed herself only 10 minutes to eat.In this way, you can save time and go back to the dormitory to continue reviewing.

When other practitioners went to Pensacola for the weekend, she told herself that she couldn't go anywhere.During the two days of the weekend, apart from the restaurant, it is the dormitory.When she was tired from studying and needed to exercise, she told herself that she should not spend more than 20 minutes in the officer's gym.

In early June, as other Navy cadet pilots were in their final week of basic aviation education, they saw a young female officer in a green one-piece flight combat uniform.

During the remaining week, Amanda and others completed water survival and self-rescue courses.After completing the primary water training, you will enter the more aviation professional water training stage.In other words, they need to use various special equipment to learn how to escape when the plane falls into the water.

Arrogant, arrogant, and arrogant naval officers have a slightly better attitude towards Amanda than pilots of other services.First, because she is the only female flight cadet among the students in the same period; second, because she is from the Marine Corps, which forms another important armed force of the US Navy, and they are all under the leadership of the US Department of the Navy.

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