Compared to the situation five days ago, this time, the encampment of the Iron-Blood Camp was more than ten times more boisterous.
Zhang Tie put on the handsome dark-red second lieutenant military uniform once again. The trousers were tucked into shiny boots, and the brim of the military cap was lowered, making Zhang Tie's eyes sharper. With a long sword hanging on his waist, Zhang Tie showed his certificate and entered the encampment of the Iron-Blood Camp. All the soldiers passing by him couldn't help but stare at him.
This morning, adviser Vessie had picked him up. Adviser Vessie's car had turned around at the gate of the Iron-Blood Camp. On the way back, adviser Vessie couldn't help but mutter, "How come Zhang Tie seems to have become much more powerful after only five days?"
Adviser Vessie didn't know that in the past five days, Zhang Tie had eaten a Fruit of Brilliance and his spiritual energy had surged by three times. Last night, Zhang Tie had eaten another Leakless Fruit, causing the fourth burning point on his spine to turn yellow. If nothing unexpected happened, Zhang Tie would become a LV 5 warrior by this time next month after lighting two burning points in a row.
The speed at which Leakless Fruits could light burning points in the early stage was extremely fast. As a result, when Zhang Tie entered the encampment, he started to consider whether it was better to keep a low profile and leave some ripe Leakless Fruits on the tree. If he encountered another situation where he was drained of blood and his vitality was greatly damaged, each Leakless Fruit on the tree would be equivalent to a first-aid kit.
The more Zhang Tie thought about it, the more he felt this method was feasible. When he was about to reach the headquarters of the Iron-Blood Camp, Zhang Tie had already decided not to pick any leakless fruits for the rest of the month. He would leave some first-aid kits on the small tree for the time being. As he was not familiar with No. 39 Division and the Iron-Blood Camp, there was no harm in hiding it.
Donder had said that there were some special rules in any army, which were not written on paper. These rules were not written on paper, but they affected everyone and forced them to abide by them. Sometimes, even the words of their superiors might not be as effective as these rules. To truly gain the recognition of one's peers in the military, this wasn't something that could be solved with a position and an appointment from the higher-ups.
When adviser Vessie left just now, he also warned Zhang Tie to be careful of those ruffians in the Iron-Blood Camp. If they always complained to Colonel Leibniz for trivial things, Zhang Tie would have to be careful. This was not something to be proud of.
He knew that there must be people who didn't like him, the new second lieutenant of Platoon 3 of the Fifth Company of the Iron-Blood Camp. Therefore, he had already prepared to be troubled by them today. However, he had not imagined that they would come so fast.
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"Are you the toy boy who was struck by a lightning bolt?" Zhang Tie found that he had a strange face. Just as he was about to enter the office area of the battalion headquarters, there were already three burly fellows standing in front of him with their arms crossed, sneering at him.
Zhang Tie habitually glanced at the military ranks of the three guys. They were all sergeants. In the Iron-Horn Army, sergeants were basically LV 5 fighters with rich battle experience. These guys basically served as team leaders under platoon leaders. They were the backbone of each platoon. But then again, the so-called backbone referred to the roles they would play when you could suppress them. If you couldn't suppress them, these guys had another name — thorns or ruffians!
"Shouldn't you give a salute when you see your superior?" Zhang Tie asked calmly.
Hearing Zhang Tie's words, the three guys, who were at least half a head taller than Zhang Tie, exchanged glances with each other before bursting out into unbridled laughter, as if they had encountered something funny.
"Brat. Do you know where this is? This is the Iron-Blood Camp of No. 39 Division. The casualty rate of the Iron-Blood Camp of No. 39 Division ranks top five in the entire Iron-Horn Army. According to our rules, only boss Reinhardt deserves our salute. Do you want us to give a salute to you? Have you grown any hair? "
The three guys burst out into laughter once again. They all stared at Zhang Tie with disdainful eyes.
Rubbing his face helplessly, Zhang Tie stared at the three presumptuous guys. "Well, since it's the rule of the Iron-Blood Camp, I don't want to be an exception. Then I don't want to be an exception. Besides, since you asked, then I can tell you that my hair is fully grown. But because you are not women, I'm sorry, I can't let you see Xiao Qi's hair. But then again, even if you three bastards are women, with your looks, I won't let you see my hair! "
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"Puchi..." On the upper floor of the Iron-Blood Camp, where Zhang Tie and the three ruffians were confronting each other, a large number of unscrupulous military officers were lying behind the blinds, watching the good show below. Hearing Zhang Tie's words, many of them couldn't help but burst out into laughter.
"Boss, this brat is interesting..."
"It's the first time for me to see anyone in the entire No. 39 Division who dares to call those guys ugly!"
"I've read the files and files of this brat in Blackhot City and found that this brat is eloquent. He could even change white into black. He's not bad at heart. I like him. If this brat can't stay in the company, I will transfer him to the General Affairs Department on my side. I will have him talk to Xu Dan of the Logistics Department and the Headquarters all day long. In this way, he won't be killed on the battlefield …"
Zhang Tie didn't know what was going on, but with his words just now, many people upstairs had a good impression of him and started to speak for him.
The relationship between people was always so marvelous. Sometimes, even without looking at people, some people would like you just by listening to your words. Of course, sometimes, it was the opposite...
Standing in front of the window was a 40-odd golden-haired, majestic man with a beard and a huge cigar in his mouth. He was casually wearing a lieutenant colonel's uniform, with not even a single button buttoned up. His shirt was also unbuttoned. If it was someone else, he would look like a drunkard who was disheveled after drinking too much. However, this man gave off a natural, powerful and heroic feeling. This man was the boss of the entire Iron-Blood Camp, Battalion Commander Reinhardt.
Seeing Zhang Tie below, Reinhardt faintly revealed a smile — — at least this little guy sent by Colonel Leibniz was much more interesting than those bastards who came to the Iron-Blood Camp to gild their wealth...
Hearing Zhang Tie's words, all the unscrupulous military officers burst out laughing. The faces of the three guys who were blocking Zhang Tie turned purple.
"Brat, do you know the consequence of insulting us?" The three of them moved one step forward and surrounded Zhang Tie at once. At the same time, they pinched their fingers so hard that cracking sounds could be heard.
"Am I insulting you by being honest with you?" Zhang Tie pretended to be surprised. After that, he stared at the three guys seriously. "Then, I'm sorry. I take back what I just said. The three of you are actually very beautiful. Really, you are very beautiful. Men as beautiful as you are are really rare, if you are a woman. If you're a girl, I will definitely show you my hair... "
The unscrupulous military officers burst out laughing. Many of them even squatted down on the ground, covering their stomachs with their hands, tears almost flowing out of their eyes. Even Battalion Commander Reinhardt's face couldn't help but twitch...
"F * ck, Beckham, I can't stand it anymore. Even if I have to be grounded, I will fiercely beat this brat today!" Standing on the left of Zhang Tie, a tall sergeant shouted angrily. He then punched towards Zhang Tie's head without any hesitation.
"Beat him!" Another guy also shouted loudly. Almost at the same time, they started to move. "As long as you don't kill or disable him!"
Zhang Tie didn't use his hidden strength; instead, he only used his brute strength to catch one fist with one hand. After that, he raised his foot and kicked towards the other guy who was kicking towards him. Only with one kick, the other guy was kicked away by Zhang Tie, flying 2 m away. The moment the two guys whose fists were caught by Zhang Tie changed their faces, they felt an irresistible, huge strength coming towards their hands. Feeling an irresistible great strength, they watched Zhang Tie pulling their hands and colliding with each other. Closely after that, they fell to the ground in a daze.
The battle almost came to an end in a split second. At this moment, all the onlookers stopped laughing; instead, their faces turned solemn as they watched the three guys being subdued by Zhang Tie in a split second.
"He didn't use his hidden strength!" A military officer said.
"He knows his limits!" Another military officer nodded.
"He has great physical strength!" A strong military officer stared at Zhang Tie as he became eager to have a try.
"He has rich fighting experience. The kick that he used to kick Beckham away was very experienced!" Another military officer nodded.
"Judging from the battle prowess he has displayed, it's impossible for him to win. He is qualified to be the second lieutenant platoon commander of the three platoons in our company! "Another officer nodded towards Reinhardt.
"It seems that Colonel Leibniz was right this time!" Reinhardt smiled and tapped the ground with his cigar. "Guderian, go down there and call them up. Tell them to stop messing around … "
One of the First Lieutenants walked down the stairs.
When the military officer called Guderian walked down the stairs, Reinhardt turned around from the window. Watching these guys in the conference room seriously, he said in a very, very solemn tone, "Who would like to try being struck by a lightning bolt? If you are lucky, you might be able to form an Iron-Blood Battle Qi. By then, you will be the battalion commander!"
Reinhardt's tone was full of encouragement and enticement while his eyes sparkled. If it was said by others, everybody would think that the military officer was joking. However, since it was said by this main officer of the Iron-Blood Camp, everybody knew that he was not joking at all. If anyone dared to nod at this moment, that guy would definitely be tied to a kite and flown into the sky by Reinhardt the next rainy day, or directly tied to the bottom of the airship by a steel cable and hung under the clouds with the most lightning bolts.
The Battalion Commandant would definitely do such a thing!
Facing the battalion commander's expectant eyes, all the military officers hurriedly put their heads in their crotches...
Glancing around the conference room, Reinhardt found that nobody dared to do that. Therefore, he let out a disappointed sigh.
However, the moment he knocked down the three bastards, Zhang Tie felt that he was suddenly locked by many killing intents. The previously noisy Iron-Blood Camp suddenly became quiet. Closely after that, more and more guys picked up their weapons and ran towards him. Those who were lining up, training, and loitering all cast their icy glances at him at once.
Seeing 70-80 people rushing towards him with malicious expressions and more and more people running towards him, Zhang Tie finally understood what it felt like to poke a hornet's nest.
"This is the second lieutenant platoon leader of Platoon 3, Fifth Company of the Iron-Blood Camp, who has just been appointed by Colonel Leibniz..." When Zhang Tie was ready to fight, a first lieutenant running downstairs from the upper floor of the Iron-Blood Camp helped Zhang Tie out.
"Ha … So he's one of us …" Upon hearing this, the people who were about to attack stopped in their tracks. Then, they laughed and dispersed one by one.
"Beckham and the other two guys provoked the military officer. They deserve to be beaten, hahaha!" Those people who were ready to avenge Beckham and the other two started to laugh out loud and ridicule the three guys' embarrassing looks.
This sudden change reminded Zhang Tie of the teamwork atmosphere of the Iron-Blood Camp. This was an extremely united team that would not allow its own people to be bullied by outsiders.
"Follow me, boss Reinhardt is upstairs!" The military officer who had helped Zhang Tie out just now invited Zhang Tie to go upstairs.
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