For a moment, Sean had mixed feelings in his heart, and his expression went from shock, anger to disdain in a very short period of time.
Sean recalled the corridor where he first met Hestad. He still liked the way Hestad looked at that time - he was obviously scared to death, but he still insisted on not daring to act rashly. That weak but stubborn attitude really impressed him. Find it interesting.
He couldn't understand how this newcomer could be so arrogant in such a short period of time.
Was it those citizens of Tan Yi who were shouting loudly outside that gave her the courage? Or was she relying on the support of Liz Fletcher, and she happened to have no action this week, so she gave her the illusion that she could ride on her neck?
Sean no longer had the interest to look through other people's information. After erasing his own login traces, he left Mrs. Lavitt's room early and returned to his dormitory.
Jane Hestad.
Along the way, Sean muttered the name silently in his mind. Several search records were like a letter of challenge from Hesta, which aroused his long-lost desire to win.
How can I teach you a lesson?
…
On the playground at this moment, Hesta, who was running long-distance, suddenly lost her balance and fell to the ground. Her hands and knees were bruised at the same time, and she immediately felt a hot pain.
A whistle sounded almost immediately in the distance. It was the instructor at the starting point urging her to get up quickly and keep running.
Hesta did not check the wounds on her body and continued to move forward.
The 120 hours of basic life training had ended, and she thought her physical training course would also change accordingly. Unexpectedly, it was still the same as before, only endless long-distance running.
Hesta learned from Liz that other members of the base had an average of three 5-kilometer cross-country trips a week, and a 20-kilometer emergency run with full equipment once a month. The rest of the time was spent on combat, shooting and other training and tactical guidance.
However, judging from the current evaluation results, Hestad's height of 1.31 and weight of 24kg are far from enough to start participating in training.
Due to her long-term vegetarian diet and asceticism, her figure is very thin. The training officer often teases her that she has a body that "will break if she takes a heavy punch". At the first meeting, Hesta was told that she should give up the idea of joining the training camp as soon as possible. Her most important tasks now are to grow taller and gain weight, as well as to train her cardiopulmonary system.
"Cardiopulmonary function is equivalent to a boiler," the training officer said. "It's like burning a stove. The fire must be strong, and at least oxygen must be supplied first."
As Hesta was running, she felt as if her lungs were on fire. However, somehow, Sean's malicious face broke into Hesta's mind again, giving her suddenly a lot of strength again.
The whistle in the distance sounded again, "Keep a constant speed! Who asked you to change speed? Running fast and slowly will only make you more tired!"
She adjusted her speed with difficulty.
Although Hesta had to work and hike with others when she was in the monastery, she didn't feel any pain when she walked and rested.
When they finally crossed the finish line, training officer Arnold followed, "What are you thinking about? Why is your pace so bad today?"
Hesta was speechless. She shook her head and felt light all over her body. Even after she stopped, she didn't feel that her breathing became easier. She felt as if Arnold was always ready to take her arm to prevent her from falling after running like he did on the first day.
Arnold was an old man who was already sixty-five years old, but when Hesta saw him for the first time, he thought he was only a middle-aged man in his early forties but looked older. After all, his hair was almost completely white.
Arnold's body shape is very similar to Calvin, but slightly shorter. When he stands still, he likes to keep his hands clasped. This defensive posture makes him look very strong. His upper arms, which are as thick as his head, always hold up the cuffs of his short sleeves.
Hestad once asked him if he could also gain such muscles through long-term training, and if so, how long it would take.
After hearing this, Arnold laughed first, and then asked her what she eats every day.
This question is easy to answer - after starting physical training, part of her diet has changed from the previous employee self-help to targeted supply.
Every morning, her regular breakfast consists of 15g of whey protein powder and 35g of cereal, with 5 egg whites and 1 egg yolk. She couldn't always eat them all the first few days, but now she can.
The first physical training session of the day usually starts within half an hour to an hour after breakfast. After that, she will consume a large amount of carbohydrates. The base does not deliberately control the portion. Hesta's choice is usually mashed potatoes, buckwheat noodles or brown bread. Served with salt-fried ground beef patties or chicken breast.
Dinner was relatively free, and she could still choose the buffet as before. However, for the past half month, Hestad had been staring at a salad called "Northern Salad", which included chicken gizzards, potatoes, minced chicken breast, and large leaves. Lettuce and bitter chrysanthemum taste surprisingly delicious.
Arnold nodded frequently when he heard this, saying that as long as Hestad insisted on such a diet and trained according to the established rhythm, one day she would be able to surpass him. However, he couldn't explain why, Hestad always felt that his tone was not good when he said this. So convincing, as if in a joking tone.
At this moment, Hesta walked slowly along the outermost track of the playground, with the training officer standing behind her on the right side.
Arnold looked at her: "Are you in any trouble, Hesta."
Hesta looked sideways, "Why do you ask?"
"During this period, you are often distracted during training. This is not a good sign." Arnold replied, "If you really encounter any problems, just talk to me."
Hesta shook his head, "I'm not used to it. Life here is better than ever, instructor."
"So what were you thinking about when you were running today?" Arnold asked.
A person who has been causing trouble for me lately. Hesta replied mentally.
But before she spoke, she asked: "Are you a mercury needle, instructor?"
Arnold raised his eyebrows slightly, "I'm not."
"Then I can't answer you. The matter may be confidential." Hesta replied, "I was indeed distracted and didn't do it well. I will pay attention to it tomorrow. Please forgive me."
Arnold laughed with some contempt.
"I'm not a mercury needle, Hesta, but I am a retired Army veteran of the coalition government," Arnold said loudly, his voice was calm and powerful, "During my service career, I have cooperated with dozens of chelate-related investigations. During the hunting operation, I had a very pleasant cooperation with many mercury needles who bravely killed the enemy."
