When Mr. Chan returned to West Point, he was already armed with a full set of required admission documents, including U.S. citizenship, academic credentials, and letters of recommendation from New York State senators.

The attitude of the people in the school office towards him has also changed greatly, and they are as close as old friends for many years, and they help Chen Zikun go through the corresponding procedures as quickly as possible, and the next thing is to prepare for the exam.

West Point's students come from high school graduates and soldiers with equivalent qualifications from all over the United States, and the examination includes written interviews and physical fitness tests.

As soon as he heard that there was going to be an exam, Chen Zikun was dumbfounded, and forgot about this stubble, originally thinking that he was a recommended student who could be interviewed for admission, at least in terms of scores, that he knew that the United States did not take care of it at all, no matter who recommended it, he would be treated equally, and he could only be admitted if he passed the exam.

If you follow the customs, then take the test, Chen Zikun bought a bunch of high school textbooks in the used bookstore and went back to make up for it, only then did he understand how naïve he was thinking before, where is this high school textbook, it is clearly a book from heaven!

To be honest, Chen Zikun's cultural level is in a relatively low position, relatively, because his level of Chinese and foreign languages is relatively high, but science is basically equivalent to illiteracy, who would have thought that St. John's University and Peking University's double top students, Gu Hongming and Liu Shipei's high apprentices, turned out to be a serious student, whether it is Wu Peifu or Gu Weijun did not think about this aspect, they all feel that with Chen Zikun's level, just a West Point diploma is not yet available.

It's too late to hold Buddha's feet temporarily, and the exam will be taken in two days, Chen Zikun is holding the book and Jian Bing's eyes are wide eyes, Jian Bing is also a cultural person in China, and the girl from the school is definitely proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, and songs, but you let people do physical chemistry, isn't it difficult for a strong man.

"It's really not good, let's not take the exam this year, let's cram for a year and talk about it next year." Jian Bing persuaded.

Chen Zikun shook his head: "A manly man, how can there be a reason to retreat from the battle, even if I hand in a blank paper, I have to take the test." ”

On the day of the exam, Chen Zikun encountered an unexpected surprise, it turned out that the test paper was not as complicated as he imagined, but a lot of multiple-choice questions, as long as he chose ABCD, and finally he didn't have to hand in the blank papers.

A week later, an email from West Point arrived at the hotel where Mr. Chan was staying, and he had been admitted to the Academy of American Affairs.

Chen Zikun couldn't believe his eyes, because his report card was attached to this letter, and the scores of each exam were above 80, which was not particularly good, but it was definitely not bad, which was a bit unbelievable, could it be that he could get 80% of the correct rate blindly?

Anyway, being admitted is a good thing, and Chen Zikun was about to take Jianbing out to have some good celebrations, when Mario came to visit and warmly invited Chen Zikun to sit at home, and by the way, he was admitted to West Point.

Chen Zikun is not a fool, he immediately understood the role played by the Pacino family here, it seems that the world is as black as a crow, as long as he is rich and powerful, there is nothing that cannot be done, although he knows it, but the other party does not take the initiative to mention it, he is also happy to pretend to be stupid.

When they came to the garden of Pacino's house, everyone gathered together, and old Pacino said happily: "Chen, you didn't find anything wrong with the place where you live, did you?" ”

Chen Zikun was a little inexplicable: "No." ”

Old Pacino said, "That's right, because Mario has taken care of all the people who want to deal with you, using his latest toys." ”

Mario made a gesture of holding a gun, making a clattering sound in his mouth, and seeing that Chen Zikun did not respond enthusiastically, he jumped up and said, "I'll take you to see something, you must like it." ”

Arriving at the attic, Mario pulls out a light machine gun with a unique shape from the violin case, with a walnut butt, a barrel with a radiator, and a fifty-round drum, all of which exude an evil beauty.

"Thompson M1921 hand-held machine gun, fifty rounds of four or five caliber bullets, the rate of fire is 300 rounds per minute, it sounds like splashing water, it's very enjoyable, I used this to beat the Piero family to the point of urine, at least five years, they won't recover, hahaha." Mario's eyebrows fluttered, and he was extremely excited.

Chen Zikun took the heavy portable machine gun and played with it, thinking that this thing was more powerful than the German flower mechanism he had used, with more ammunition and a larger bullet caliber, and if he became a commander one day, he would definitely equip the guards with this gun.

Continuing to go downstairs for dinner, Mario happily invited Chen Zikun to join the Pacino family and start a career in New York, but was politely declined by Chen Zikun again, and the old Pacino respected Chen Zikun's choice very much, and reprimanded his son for being blind.

"Chen will be the marshal who will command thousands of troops in the future, and you, my son, can only command a hundred and fifty gunners at most." These are the exact words of the old man.

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Chen Zikun finally got his wish and entered the West Point Military Academy, and not as a foreign exchange student, but as an ordinary American student, he was the same as others, received a set of gray uniforms in the unique style of West Point, hats, leather shoes, underwear, belts, etc. are all distributed by the school, in other words, into West Point, is a member of the federal soldiers, eating, drinking and Lazar have national expenses.

West Point's school uniform is an antique military uniform made of pure wool, a short top, rib chest ornaments, exaggerated grade logos embroidered on the shoulders, the hat is a French-style high top hat, gray trousers have black vertical stripes on both sides, Chen Zikun is tall, even among Americans, he is considered a big man, wearing this military uniform is extremely heroic, but it is a pity that this is a disciplined military school, outsiders are not allowed to enter at will, and Jian Bing can't appreciate his heroic posture.

Chen Zikun's classmates are all fresh high school graduates from all over the United States, generally around 18 years old, when they first arrive in an unfamiliar environment, all of them are very restrained, obediently obey the command of senior students, lead uniforms, cook, wash toilets, and honestly bow their heads according to the rules of West Point, because first-year freshmen have no human rights.

The dormitory is located in a 100-year-old house, with eight people in one room. Chand's Californian freshman was assigned to dormitory 306, Chandes pushed the door first, and a basin of water on the door was splashed down, pouring him a cold heart, and suddenly turned into a soup chicken, Chen Zikun couldn't dodge, and was also splashed wet trouser legs, and there was laughter in the room.

“**！” Bill opened his mouth to scold, and the laughter suddenly stopped, and a group of senior students stared at them coldly, like beasts looking at their prey.

Bill didn't dare to scold anymore, so he silently walked in and put his luggage on the bed by the door, and a senior threw a mop: "Don't forget to clean the ground." ”

Chen then walked in, and the seniors whistled when they saw an Asian face, but they soon discovered that this Asian was very different from the Asian they had in their minds, and in the minds of most Americans, Chinese was a thin and obscene appearance with braids, and the Japanese were dwarfs with a Rentan beard and strange hairstyle, and this freshman was neither like Chinese nor Japanese.

He was six feet taller, taller than any of them, he was handsome, with a high nose and shining eyes, and he was a beautiful man even by European and American standards, and even more intolerable was his intolerable impossibility, as if West Point was his family.

The seniors stopped whistling and watched silently as Chen Zikun placed his luggage on another bed by the door, when suddenly a blonde boy with the rank of West Point Sergeant on his shoulder said, "Hi privates, I'm the head of this dormitory, my name is George. Howard, you're going to listen to me in the future, at West Point, seniors are not to disobey military orders, understand? ”

Bill said slowly, "Got it." ”

George immediately roared: "At West Point, you don't know this kind of answer, and in front of your chief, you have only four answers: "Yes, sir"; "No, sir"; "I don't know, sir"; "No excuses, sir". Got it? ”

When he said this, the tip of his nose was almost close to the tip of Bill's nose, and his face was even more hideous, Bill was frightened by his momentum, beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, and obediently replied, "Yes, sir." ”

"Are you sick? Lack of strength like a, say it again! George yelled again.

"Yes, sir!" Bill shouted with all his strength.

"I can't hear you!" George still didn't intend to let him go.

"Yes, sir!" Bill was hoarse.

Looking at Bill's embarrassment, George was finally satisfied, turned to Chen Zikun, looked him up and down, he also wanted to cling to the tip of Chen Zikun's nose to shake his majesty, but the size gap was here, so he had to take a step back and say in a fierce voice: "Did you hear what I just said?" ”

"Yes, sir!" Chen Zikun put his hands close to the seams of his trousers, raised his head and chested his abdomen, looked down and roared, the windows were buzzing, and the eardrums of the seniors were even more painful, and they rolled their eyes one by one, how did they know that this was the Shaolin stunt Lion's Roar, Chen Zikun still showed mercy, if he tried his best, the eardrums of these people would be perforated on the spot.

George didn't expect this Asian to have such a hand, and it would be a little difficult to say anything like I can't hear it, in case he yelled again, I was afraid that the glass in the bedroom would have to be changed, so George had to pretend to be majestic and nodded, and said in his heart that there will be many opportunities in the future, I don't believe I can't catch your pigtails.