America: Starting with the Last Liberty

Chapter 127 Are You Going to Admit Defeat? (4K)

Rosen and Will started running laps around the large training field, while the other soaking wet people watched them in the cool night air.

It's hard to say which side feels better right now.

However, Rosen didn't want to get soaked, so he opened his eyes. For him, running laps was as easy as breathing.

Will, however, couldn't hold on much longer.

Running one lap around this large training ground is about one kilometer. For an average person, running four or five laps would be enough to exhaust them.

Only those who regularly run and exercise can keep going, but Will is clearly not one of them.

"Will, are you alright?"

"I feel like my lungs are about to burst!"

This is a typical case of physical discomfort caused by a sudden increase in exercise.

If Will keeps running, he might actually throw up.

So Rosen ran up to Peggy.

"Who gave you permission to stop?"

"Instructor, Will can't run anymore!"

Peggy squinted at Rosen, then glanced at Will, who was pale and looked like he might faint at any moment.

"You're done after just four laps? Those female agents over there are way better than you!"

While Will's stamina is indeed somewhat lacking, Peggy's words were a bit excessive, after all, not everyone is good at sports.

Will's expression darkened further, clearly hurt by Peggy's words.

"Rosen, I'm fine. I... I can still run."

Rosen rolled his eyes. This didn't look like anything was wrong at all.

If something goes wrong in the end, Rosen, as his roommate, will be in trouble. He doesn't want to take care of a grown man.

"Will, admitting your shortcomings isn't a problem. You're just adjusting to the training at the beginning; you'll definitely be able to run much farther in the future!"

Wilt fell silent. He was a psychology student; he couldn't possibly be unaware of this principle.

Knowing something is one thing, doing it is another.

If it were so easy to align knowledge with action, humanity wouldn't have made the same mistakes time and time again throughout history.

Peggy watched Rosen spout his long-winded theories and a sarcastic smile appeared on her face.

"What's your name?"

"Rosen".

"I'm really curious to know how far you can run."

Rosen stared intently into Peggy's eyes and answered her word by word.

"Instructor, I can run as long as you can stand!"

This was quite a big statement. Not only was Peggy very surprised, but the other trainee agents who were enjoying the view from the cold wind were also very surprised.

"Are you sure? You can't joke around on the training field."

"I mean what I say! But instructor, if I do it, what reward will I get?"

Peggy leaned closer to Rosen's face, scrutinizing the handsome face that had amazed her, a cold smile playing on her lips.

The female instructor already considered Rosen a troublemaker who wanted to show off, so she wanted to teach him a lesson.

"Kid, you seem pretty confident! But what punishment will you receive if you fail to do it?"

"Do as you please!"

"Very well, you said it yourself!"

"Instructor, what about the reward?"

"I can grant you one request, provided you win this bet. Shall we begin now?"

""

Peggy was eager to see Rosen humiliated, but Rosen calmly made a request.

"Instructor, I need to prepare something!"

"What preparations?"

"I need to prepare some drinking water!"

Peggy squinted at Rosen, roughly guessing the purpose of the drinking water, but in order to make Rosen accept his defeat convincingly, she still agreed to the request.

So he randomly assigned the tallest guy in the academy to run the errand.

"Go and get him a case of bottled water!"

This unlucky guy had no choice but to run off to fetch bottled water for Lawson, while Lawson began his own performance.

1 lap, 2 laps, 3 laps —

1 hour, 2 hours, 3 hours —

Peggy silently helped Rosen count the laps.

At this point, the number of laps had reached 35. Adding the 4 laps he had run before, Lawson had run a distance very close to that of a marathon.

However, Rosen looked normal and had no problem breathing, except that he was a little dehydrated.

Professional marathon runners can complete the 42-kilometer race in 2 to 3 hours, and they replenish water and energy during the run.

If any physiological problems arise, it may even be necessary to address them while running.

Rosen isn't racing, so he can go slower; he just needs to maintain his optimal running pace.

However, drinking water while running is a skill, and you might choke if you're not careful.

Fortunately, Rosen did not encounter this situation. He sipped the water slowly down his throat, which was slow but very safe.

By the fourth hour, which was also Rosen's 50th lap, it was already dawn.

Peggy and the other trainee agents just watched Rosen run laps all night long. Many trainee agents, like Will, had their legs go numb from standing.

But Rosen was still running!

Many other batches of FBI agents who were undergoing training had already gotten up and gone out for their morning exercise. They saw several instructors and a group of trainee agents standing in the training field watching Rosen run laps.

Peggy had no choice but to dismiss the other trainee agents, send her instructors back first, and continue keeping an eye on Rosen herself.

"I'll see just how fast you can run!"

Well, the female instructor is at odds with Rosen, but Rosen's stamina is definitely beyond her expectations.

However, there was another person quietly watching Rosen run laps, and that was Jane Banner.

Jane and Lawson were not in the same training batch; Jane participated in a more advanced training, so she didn't know what happened to Lawson last night.

However, out of curiosity about Rosen, Jane also stood at the edge of the training field where the sun couldn't reach her to observe.

It's already July, and even though Virginia is located in the temperate zone, the summer sun is still very strong.

Before long, Rosen was covered in sweat, and his dehydration problem became even more serious.

Yet Rosen was still able to maintain a steady pace of running and breathing, like a machine that could run forever as long as it needed water.

Peggy continued her battle with Rosen under the morning sun until noon.

The tall guy had already finished the whole case of bottled water he brought; Rosen had drunk two-thirds of it, and Peggy had drunk a third.

There was no way around it; as the ground temperature on the training field rose higher and higher, even if Peggy stood still, she would still sweat.

In the end, Peggy's vision began to blur, and she knew something was wrong.

Standing for more than ten hours straight without eating anything, only drinking some water, even someone with Peggy's physical strength was finding it hard to endure.

But Rosen only seemed to be breathing more heavily; his steps didn't seem to slow down much.

This terrified Peggy.

"Stop! Come here!"

"Instructor, are you going to admit defeat?"

(Still Peggy Grey)

Rosen wore a relaxed smile, as if he were the one who had run laps for over ten hours.

Peggy gritted her teeth and glared at Rosen, unable to bring herself to admit defeat.

"You seem pretty smug?"

"Just kidding, Instructor! I'm actually almost at my limit too. Could you let me off the hook and let me get something to eat?"

Rosen chose to give Peggy a way out, since she would be his instructor for the next few months, and there was no need to make things too tense.

Peggy's expression softened slightly, then she let out a cold snort.

"Hmph! I don't need you to let me win! A loss is a loss, a win is a win! Tell me, what do you want me to do for you?"

"Instructor, could I eat something first? I'm starving!"

As he spoke, Rosen's stomach growled in response, and then Peggy's stomach growled as well.

The scene became very awkward.

"Alright, go get something to eat!"

Peggy waved for Rosen to leave, as she needed to get something to eat herself.

As a result, Peggy almost fell to the ground when she took a step, but fortunately Rosen reacted quickly and caught her.

"Instructor, are you alright?"

"Phew! I probably skipped breakfast and lunch, so my blood sugar is a bit low, and I've been in the sun for so long—"

Peggy rubbed her eyes and quickly recovered, then she realized that her position with Rosen was somewhat ambiguous.

He quickly pushed Rosen away and looked around to make sure no one was watching.

Fortunately, it is noon now, and even training would not take place at this time, so the training ground is empty.

Even Jane, who had been watching from the sidelines, had left without anyone noticing.

This relieved Peggy.

"It's alright, let's go! You can come find me anytime after you've decided what you want me to do."

"Sir, is anything alright?"

"Anything is permissible as long as it's not illegal."

Peggy nodded seriously; she wasn't the kind of person to go back on her word.

"Is it okay if I go on a date with you too?"

Rosen's words startled Peggy, and she suddenly began to look at Rosen with a different gaze.

"Interesting. Thinking about hitting on the instructor on the first day of training? You've got some nerve!"

In America, there's no problem with this kind of thing, as long as it's consensual.

"Instructor, I was just asking casually, you don't have to take it seriously!"

Peggy lightly punched Rosen in the chest.

"Don't give me that! Want to go on a date with me? It's simple. I only date men who are strong enough. Do you think you're strong enough?"

Rosen smiled.

"At least I lasted long enough!"

Peggy rolled her eyes and turned to leave the training ground, but the smile on her lips was as uncontrollable as the muzzle of an AK47.

"Tsk tsk tsk!"

Rosen had just casually flirted with the beautiful instructor, but the response was unexpectedly positive.

It's true that handsome men are popular; if they're also good-looking and healthy, they'll drive most women crazy.

It seems that these few months of training won't be too boring.

With his mind wandering to all sorts of random thoughts, Rosen walked toward the restaurant.

However, when Lawson arrived at the restaurant, he found that lunchtime had already ended and there was not even any leftover food left.

"What the hell! Am I going to go hungry on my very first day in Quantico?"

After thinking for a moment, Rosen remembered that there was a supermarket at the Quantico training base, so he could only go there to get some bread to fill his stomach.

However, as soon as Lawson left the restaurant, he ran into Jane.

"Rosen, you really are here! I just went to the cafeteria to get you some food, but when I came back to the training ground I couldn't find you."

Jane was holding two hamburgers and a glass of juice, which immediately made Lawson's eyes light up.

"Jane, thank you so much! These two burgers saved my life!"

Lawson quickly took the hamburger and juice from Jane and eagerly began to eat them.

"I didn't know what you liked to eat, so I got you two hamburgers."

"It's okay, as long as we can fill our stomachs!"

At this point, Rosen didn't care what he ate. He had been running for more than ten hours and had only drunk water. He was starving.

Even if a live cow were placed in front of Rosen right now, he would want to take a bite.

In fact, two hamburgers weren't even enough for Lawson.

Under Jane's amazed gaze, Lawson devoured a substantial hamburger in just a few bites, filling his stomach a little before slowly savoring his food.

"Rosen, I saw you running laps this morning during my exercise session. What happened?"

As Rosen ate his hamburger, he recounted what had happened the previous night.

Jane's expression grew increasingly strange as she listened.

"So, my reminder yesterday resulted in you being punished by the instructor?"

"It wasn't really a punishment, it was just a bet I made with the instructor, and I won in the end."

Jane's face showed an expression of admiration.

"Rosen, your physical fitness is amazing! Instructor Peggy Gray is in charge of physical training for trainee agents. She trained me during my own training. Later, she also guided us in combat. Instructor Gray's combat skills are extremely high, among the best in the entire base!"

"Oh? There's such a thing?"

Rosen's mind started working.

Rosen had previously joked about using that condition to make the instructor agree with him, but he hadn't suppressed his feelings to that extent yet.

However, having Peggy Grey personally coach him in combat is a good idea.

In fact, Rosen already possesses top-notch physical abilities, but he is unable to fully utilize them.

If Rosen could receive professional combat training, his fighting ability would be even more terrifying.

Then some bald guy will... hehehe!

Ray Gaines, who was on a mission, suddenly started sneezing uncontrollably.

"That's strange, do I have a cold?"

"Rosen? Rosen? What are you laughing at?"

"Huh? No! I was just spacing out. What did you just say?"

Jane looked at Rosen with a strange expression; she felt there was something sinister about the smile on his face just now.

"I just told you about your training course."

Quantico's trainee agents need to undergo a month of physical training, during which they will develop discipline. After all, the FBI is also a disciplined department, and last night's raid was for this purpose.

Then, depending on the trainee agents' abilities, they will begin to be taught other things.

Frontline agents like Rosen teach combat, shooting, and crime scene investigation skills.

Technically skilled agents like Will receive more specialized training, such as criminal psychology and criminal profiling.

Finally, tests are conducted based on the learning outcomes, and those with lower levels of skill may need to undergo longer training.

However, it usually doesn't take more than six months. If someone hasn't passed the training within six months, they will be sent back directly.

Speak of the devil, and he shall appear!

Just then, Will's voice came from not far away.

"Rosen, so you've been here!"