Chapter 1142
Chapter 1142: Birthday Gift Survival Game (1)_1
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"Captain Hutchinson, Captain Hutchinson..."
The clear call carried a hint of urgency.
As Glenn Hutchinson stepped through the door, a streak of blue camouflage darted out from behind him, blocking his path.
The commotion was quite large, drawing the attention of most in the kitchen for a moment.
Flossie Wright had just finished chopping vegetables, and upon hearing the noise, she looked towards its source, catching sight of the two figures at the door.
Glenn Hutchinson, in his service uniform, stood tall and handsome. His chiseled face was cast in the shadows, his expressions and emotions hard to discern.
The one forcibly standing in front of him was a young female soldier in her twenties, her training uniform clean and tidy, tucked into her belt to show off her small and petite figure.
Not tall, just a little over 1.6 meters.
She was very pretty, with bright eyes and a touch of baby fat, leaning towards a cute look.
Her cheeks were slightly flushed, her breath a bit unsteady, and sweat slid down her face—where she had run from was anybody’s guess.
Yet, she stood straight, her gaze intense and her eyes resolute, unabashedly meeting Glenn Hutchinson’s stare without fear or retreat.
Over here, Flossie’s gaze paused for a moment, and then she arched her eyebrows slightly, looking with interest towards the entrance.
"Captain Hutchinson, ah."
The female soldier’s voice was fluttering, instantly betraying her anxious state.
"You," Glenn paused slightly, furrowed his brows, and after a moment of recollection, asked, "Ran over here?"
"Mhm mhm!" The soldier nodded vigorously like a pecking chicken, breathing deeply to steady her breath, and said hastily, "That is, Captain Hutchinson, please listen to my explanation, I really didn’t do it on purpose... I promise, if I went to your team, I would control it to a normal range."
As she spoke, the female soldier took a step forward, looking nervously at Glenn Hutchinson.
Standing at the entrance, Glenn Hutchinson’s eyes were steady, and he firmly scrutinized her for a few moments before asking casually, "Is that it?"
The soldier nodded.
After a few seconds of silence, Glenn Hutchinson’s expression stiffened slightly, and he calmly uttered, "You can leave."
"Ah?" Surprised, the female soldier quickly "understood" the meaning behind Glenn Hutchinson’s words, her eyes widening in desperation, almost crying, "I promise I really won’t eat too much from now on, please, I really want to join your Forces."
Glenn Hutchinson furrowed his brows and said directly, "Go back and wait for notification."
"But..." The soldier’s face wrinkled with worry, "Captain Hutchinson, I’ve been dieting these past few months, I’m back to normal level, okay?"
Too lazy to answer further, Glenn Hutchinson looked away and headed further into the kitchen.
No matter how eager the female soldier was, he completely ignored her.
Meanwhile—
The few in the kitchen also figured out the gist of it.
First, the soldier had run over here, no one knew how far, but definitely more than just to the next unit.
Second, Captain Hutchinson had returned in a car, which is why the female soldier only caught up here.
Third, the female soldier’s purpose was simple: she was afraid of being too much to "feed" for Captain Hutchinson’s team and had rushed over to explain.
Just how much food would it take for her to be so anxious and worried about Captain Hutchinson excluding her?
In other words, could food consumption become a factor in the assessment?!
So, after understanding the situation, almost half of the kitchen staff were baffled.
Glenn Hutchinson walked straight toward Flossie Wright.
But Flossie Wright, who had been previously watching the "show" with them, turned around as soon as she saw Glenn Hutchinson approaching. While undoing her apron, she said to Squad Leader Lin beside her, "I’ll come back at six."
— End of Chapter 1142 —