Big figures could not be promoted by accumulating military exploits; instead, they could only stay in the warehouse and deal with some trifling matters in the Logistics Department to accumulate their experience.
How could Zhang Tie not understand First Lieutenant Clark's kindness? Therefore, Zhang Tie introduced himself to First Lieutenant Clark and Darr, who looked like an oil painting and experienced man, and expressed his gratitude for their help today.
Thus, the atmosphere became more harmonious.
At this moment, adviser Vessie made a new evaluation of Zhang Tie. Zhang Tie's cleverness completely overturned adviser Vessie's judgment of those who could cultivate Iron-Blood hidden strength. In No. 39 Division, those who could cultivate Iron-Blood hidden strength were all violent maniacs. They were either hot-tempered or as cold as a stone. Zhang Tie's temperament and personality were really rare. How could the Battle God pay attention to such a guy?
Adviser Vessie couldn't figure it out. However, this didn't prevent him from being optimistic about Zhang Tie's future. Perhaps such a guy could really make a name for himself in No. 39 Division.
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In the end, Karl used the forklift that was used to haul things in the warehouse to find the item and pulled it out in front of everyone.
At the sight of that item, Zhang Tie became dumbfounded. This weapon was a little too exaggerated.
It was a huge sword, a real huge sword with a grim shape and a strong killing intent. Zhang Tie had seen all the long swords before. Compared to the largest long swords that Zhang Tie had seen before, the difference was like that between a toothpick and a chopstick.
This sword was too huge, as huge as the weapons used by giants in novels. When Karl used the forklift to push it over, the length of this horizontally placed weapon was definitely over 2 m. It was even taller than Zhang Tie.
"This super heavy battle sword is a non-standard junior officer level main battle weapon that was made by the weaponsmiths of the empire. It weighs 358 kg in total. Among all the lieutenants in the entire 39th Division, no one has been able to wield this super-heavy sword! "First Lieutenant Clark introduced.
"Even junior officers can't do it, can't senior officers do it?" Zhang Tie asked out of curiosity.
"The materials used to make a field officer's weapon are of a higher grade. When you reach the field officer level, if you like this kind of heavy main battle weapon, then you can use it. It's the privilege of field officers of the empire. The main material of this weapon is LV 2 tungsten-manganese alloy steel, while field officers of the empire have the right to use some LV 3 special alloy materials! " Staff Officer Vessie took over the conversation, "You will slowly understand these things when you are in the army!"
Looking at the 358 kg battle sword, Zhang Tie's blood boiled. If Zhang Tie told them the reason why his blood was boiling, Clark and Vessie might fall down on the spot.
— — As Donder said, if one didn't take advantage of such a special weapon, he would be a bastard. Even if he didn't use it, with its weight, he could sell it for a lot of money when he needed it! That Level 2 Tungsten Manganese Alloy Steel didn't seem to be an ordinary material.
This was Zhang Tie's real thought about this super heavy battle sword. As for Zhang Tie, it was a great bargain. As long as he could pick it up, it would belong to him.
Therefore, Zhang Tie's blood boiled. Putting the tube of javelins aside, he took a deep breath and walked to the front of the hand-pushed forklift. Using two hands, he grasped the handle of the 358 kg battle sword. The handle was as thick as a duck's egg and looked like two compressed duck's eggs. The four sides of the thick stick were covered with undulating lines, one high and one low, one high and one low, making it absolutely slippery. The handle of the battle sword was almost 40 cm in length and could be used by two hands.
The handguard connecting the hilt and the blade was a square alloy steel plate. The size of the handguard was almost the same as a small shield. Not to mention anything else, the weight of the handguard was at least 30 kilograms, and the width of the blade was about 20 centimeters. One side of the blade was flat, sharp and rust-resistant, while the other side was saw-like. The blood grooves on the blade were as thick as a thumb. One could well imagine the damage if one was hit by such a weapon. Translator's Thoughts eunimon _ eunimon _ eunimon _ eunimon _ eunimon _ eunimon _ eunimon _ eunimon _ eunimon _ eunimon _ eunimon _ eunimon _.
The only problem now was whether or not anyone could pick up this weapon.
The moment Zhang Tie grasped the handle of the super heavy battle sword, Clark, Vessie, and Karl all held their breaths.
Another reason why Clark took out this super heavy battle sword was that he wanted to see Zhang Tie's real strength.
Zhang Tie grasped the handle with both hands and started to exert his strength... Clark, Vessie, and Karl's eyes immediately widened. When the 358 kg battle sword left the fork of the forklift, the spring and hydraulic support rod under the fork made a cracking sound.
Heavy, very heavy, but not so heavy that Zhang Tie couldn't bear it. If he only used one hand to hold it, he would really be pretending and might not be able to pick it up. Therefore, Zhang Tie picked up the super heavy battle sword with two hands and waved it in the air, making a posture of smashing people — yes, smashing people.
Seeing Zhang Tie smashing this terrifying weapon down, the three onlookers were so scared that they hurriedly jumped two steps back. Zhang Tie's movement was very fast, and the battle sword flew past Zhang Tie's head with a gust of fierce wind.
Clark nodded. He felt that he might be able to reap huge rewards for his efforts today. It would be strange if a freak like Zhang Tie couldn't stand out.
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"Where are we going now?" Sitting in the vehicle, Zhang Tie asked adviser Vessie.
"Report to the Iron-Blood Camp, then go back to the headquarters. I think Colonel Leibniz would definitely like to see you in God's Costume!"
"Can you tell me about the Iron-Blood Camp?" Zhang Tie asked.
"Have you ever seen those strong, tattooed, muscular men with low IQs, standing silently behind the gangsters with their arms crossed all day long?" Adviser Vessie turned around and asked Zhang Tie, "There should be such gangsters in Blackhot City, right?"
"Yes, I have. Why?"
"The Iron-Blood Camp is that kind of fighters. Sometimes, they would even act as dare-to-die troops on the battlefield..."
Zhang Tie:...
Most of the barracks left by the City Guard Army of Blackhot City had been occupied by No. 39 Division. The encampment of the Iron-Blood Camp was also in the east of Blackhot City. Coincidentally, this encampment was the encampment of Zhang Tie's elder brother's regiment.
Apart from the soldiers on sentry duty at the gate, when Zhang Tie arrived at the headquarter of the Iron-Blood Camp, the encampment was empty. There seemed to be very few people in the encampment. The only people in the encampment showed two extremes: a bunch of people were lazily sunbathing on the grassland with sunglasses on their faces in disheveled clothes; some people directly hung soft hammocks on the trees of the encampment, lying on the soft hammocks and stretching their black hairy legs out of the hammocks; some guys were playing cards under the trees and shouting loudly. It seemed that they were gambling. These people were completely like young masters of rich families who were having a vacation. On the contrary, on the training ground, there were also some people who were training hard. Zhang Tie saw dozens of guys practicing Lying Tiger Move with their upper bodies naked, sweating profusely. The skin on their backs had already been burnt off by the sun...
It seemed that the people here didn't care about anything. The arrival of Zhang Tie and adviser Vessie didn't cause any commotion. Adviser Vessie seemed to be used to it as he led Zhang Tie into an office. After explaining his purpose to an officer on duty, he handed over a file and introduced Zhang Tie to the officer on duty. After that, Zhang Tie received two keys to the officer's dormitory and a pass. Thus, Zhang Tie's first registration in the Iron-Blood Camp was completed.
"The Iron-Blood Camp is on vacation now. Five days later, you can come here to report to boss Reinhardt. During these days, you can do whatever you want. If you want to cause trouble, just don't be caught by those bastards from the Military Police or let them remember your look and find you!"
Here, even the officers on duty were showing signs of laziness.
It was located in a six-storey building beside the training ground. There was a small garden below the building, and there were sentry boxes and soldiers at the entrance of the building. There were service desks and female attendants on each floor. Zhang Tie's military officer's dormitory was on the fifth floor, No. 508. It was a single room, less than 30 square meters. It was covered with wooden floors and had a toilet where he could take a bath. There was also a steam heating system. There was also a bed, a desk, a wardrobe, a shoe rack, a safe, and a weapon and armor hanger. It was completely a hotel-style configuration. There were two keys, one for the door and the other for the safe in the room.
The status of a soldier of the Norman Empire was reflected here once again.
Adviser Vessie and Zhang Tie had to make two trips to bring Zhang Tie's belongings up and leave them in the room.
When they left the Iron-Blood Camp, Zhang Tie thought of the service desks in the officer's dormitory and asked Vessie, "What's wrong with those attendants?" According to Zhang Tie's knowledge, at least in the officer's dormitory of the City Defense Army of Blackhot City, no female attendants could be seen. What was the difference between throwing a woman into such a group of men and throwing a sheep into a pack of wolves?
"Attendants?" Vessie glanced at Zhang Tie with an amazed look, not sure whether Zhang Tie's words were accurate or not.
"They're the women standing behind the service desks in the officer's dormitory!" Zhang Tie added.
Adviser Vessie revealed an enlightened look.
"You almost confused me. Those women are not attendants, but guilty slaves. The Norman Empire has given them a chance to relieve their sins through labor and service in the army!" Saying this, adviser Vessie glanced at Zhang Tie. "As a military officer of the great Norman Empire, as long as you don't kill them, you can order them to do anything. Remember, anything. This is also one of the benefits of being an imperial officer..."
Zhang Tie was not a kid anymore, so he immediately understood adviser Vessie's words. These sinful slaves served as the officers' daily servants and the soldiers' spies. They had no dignity at all.
Thinking of those women, Zhang Tie's heart pounded. What he had experienced today almost made him forget that the Norman Empire was a strictly hierarchical empire. This empire had its own hard and cold side...
However, at this moment, he had already become a member of the huge and hard system of the Norman Empire.
Adviser Vessie seemed to understand that Zhang Tie might not be able to adapt to the system of the Norman Empire for the time being. After all, the system of the Andaman Alliance was too different from that of the Norman Empire.
"Have you heard of a famous saying of Emperor Felix?" adviser Vessie asked Zhang Tie while driving.
"What saying?"
"Hierarchy is order, order is beauty!"
The steam-powered vehicle carrying Zhang Tie sped away on the streets of Blackhot City...
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