Later, Sam and his group also conducted other physical and psychological tests, and two of them failed the qualification and quit.

By the last assessment project, there were only three people who participated in the test.

It is worth mentioning that this guy Moore also passed the test and got here all the way.

As soon as they stepped into the final test site, everyone immediately smelled a sour smell, and their eyebrows were deeply frowned. This was too unpleasant!

Obviously, this is the terrible test that makes many people unable to pass the test, and they look pale and unstable when they leave.

Although the soldiers here have cleaned up the vomit on the ground, there is still a sour smell in the air that has not been dissipated for a long time.

Sam looked around, and the test site was not large, with ten seats placed in the middle.

Those ten seats are not common ordinary seats outside. They are covered with several layers of large iron rings, and there are brackets under the iron rings, which look like strange seats that can rotate freely.

The assessment soldier signaled the tables and chairs next to him, and said to Sam and others with a blank expression: "You three, please sit on them."

Sam and his group climbed up the big iron ring in sequence and sat on the seat.

As soon as he sat down, the soldier guarding the seat next to him walked forward and helped Sam wear a seat belt for the three of them to prevent him from being thrown out during the test.

"I've all settled down, and the last assessment item is the anti-stun test."

During this period, the test soldiers explained the content of the test to Sam and the others.

"At the beginning of the test, the soldiers will pluck the iron ring outside the swivel chair, so that you who are sitting inside will rotate, and the speed will get faster and faster. Even if you persist, it depends on your recovery speed. You can stand firmly in a short time and shake less to pass."

The qualification conditions were as strict as it was. In the end, the soldiers who were assessed did not forget to remind Sam and others.

"If you can't stand it, you can stop it. This test is quite tormenting."

Even the person in charge of the assessment said so. It seems that this anti-vertigo test is indeed not simple.

"The test begins!"

With the order of the assessor, the two soldiers next to the swivel chair pushed the large iron ring on the outer layer hard and slowly turned the seat inside.

At the beginning, the three people who participated in the test did not feel any discomfort, and they thought it was quite interesting.

But as time goes by, the rotation speed becomes faster and faster, and a sense of disgust comes up.

Sam's vision became blurry, and he felt that the world was turning back. The violent dizziness made his whole stomach churn, and suddenly a sour smell in his throat.

Not good! The sour water in the stomach is about to be spit out!

Sam quickly swallowed the sour water that was about to rush out, pursed his lips tightly, grabbed the seat armrests with both hands, enduring this feeling of dizziness.

Damn it! You must persevere! He warned himself in his heart.

"Quick, stop! Vomit-"

Someone could not stand the shouting stop, and there was a sound of vomiting.

Because the man couldn't help vomiting while spinning, most of the sour water and undigestibles in his stomach stuck to his clothes and seat belts, which was very disgusting. Even the soldiers beside him didn't want to help him untie the seat belts after seeing them.

"Stop! I can't do it anymore!"

Not long after, Moore surrendered.

After the soldier untied his seat belt, he quickly walked off the seat, his feet became weak and he couldn't stand firm. He knelt down on his limbs and opened his mouth to spit out today's breakfast.

"vomit----!"

At this moment, the sour smell in the test site was even stronger than when I first arrived. Just smelling it makes people feel nauseous, and even the test soldiers couldn't help but frown.

After a little slowed down, Moore turned his head and looked at Sam who was still under the test, and couldn't help but admire him: "This guy is too awesome."

"Time is here!"

As soon as the assessor spoke, the two soldiers who were pulling the big iron ring immediately stopped the swivel chair.

Unlocking the seat belt, Sam knelt down on all sides as soon as he left the seat, opened his mouth and bleeded at the ground, and didn't vomit anything.

Fortunately, he didn't eat anything in the morning, otherwise he would definitely spit out the undigested food in his stomach.

By the way! The test is not over yet, you have to stand up.

Thinking of the conditions for passing the test, Sam endured the dizziness that had not yet dissipated, staggered up from the ground, and stood firmly.

Seeing this, the assessor nodded with satisfaction, looked at the list, and smiled and said, "Very good, Sam, you are the only one who passes the anti-stun test."

I'm the only one?

Sam looked aside with doubt and found that Moore and the other person were not here and had been eliminated long ago.

Moore still couldn't hold on until the end, he thought to himself.

The assessment soldier came over and patted Sam on the shoulder, saying, "You can relax and rest. You have passed all the assessment tests."

Finally passed the test!

Sam simply fell backwards and sat on the ground to rest.

To be honest, he still feels that the ground is shaking left and right, and the dizziness is really uncomfortable.

Although Sam did not have any confidence in passing the test before the test, he was still very excited that he had passed it.

When you go back, you must tell your parents and brother Tom the good news. You have become a reserve soldier and can be considered as joining the army.

That boy Tom, you will be very happy to know this.

Fantasizing about her brother's joyful look, Sam's mouth couldn't help but rise slightly.

After the vomit on the ground and on the swivel chair was cleaned up, Sam was taken out of the large tent by the soldiers and came to a small tent behind.

After bringing it in, the soldier turned to Sam and said, "You just wait here first. There are wooden benches for rest there, and someone will come to entertain you later."

"Wait a moment!"

Hurryingly calling out the soldiers who were about to leave, Sam looked around the inside of the empty tent and asked, "Why am I the only one? Where are the others?"

"As of now, you have passed all the tests by yourself." The soldier replied.

"I'm the only one?"

Sam raised his finger and pointed at him, feeling a little incredible.

When I was queuing up to register, there were clearly so many people in front of me, and they were all eliminated? The elimination rate was indeed terrible.

"Yes, you're the only one."

"Oh...I get it." Sam nodded, "Then you keep busy and don't bother."

After the soldiers left the tent, Sam casually found a wooden bench to sit down and began a long wait.

Later, other qualified people were brought here one after another and joined the waiting team together.

It is afternoon, today's recruitment and assessment work is temporarily over and will continue tomorrow.
Chapter completed!