Fatty was completely oblivious to SkyNet's lock on him. He never thought that on his dash forward, every leap and direction change was being observed clearly by someone! Nor did he realize how amazingly shocking these incredible movements would be to others.
Fatty just focused on running; he had no time to stop and rest. No matter the outcome of assassinating Stephen, he had to do it. This was the only way he could help the Eastern front and disrupt the entire Mezrich war situation. And this method was what he excelled at.
The physical enhancements brought about by martial arts training were fully displayed at this moment. The combat assistance device on his forearm faithfully recorded all bodily indicators including heartbeat, breathing, blood flow, hormones, etc. After nearly two hours of sprinting, these indicators had not changed at all, maintaining steadfastly at a fixed level.
