Chapter 217: First Lieutenant Director
Translator: WQL Editor: DarkGem
When the skirmishes in Kalur escalated, Blapei, which was only over 100 km away from Kalur, beca a huge frontier material transfer station. The logistics headquarter of the entire Iron-Horn Army was also set in here.
On the ninth day since Zhang Tie woke up on the sickbed, he finally left the hospital. At this mont, half a month had passed since he had left Blackhot City. During this period, Zhang Tie had experienced a life or death situation.
When he left the hospital, if not for his luggage brought by Reinhardt and the other military officers when they ca to visit him, he might not have been able to find even a set of clothes after taking off his hospital gown.
Because he had not gone to report to the logistics departnt, when Zhang Tie left the hospital, he was still wearing the old dark red military uniform of second lieutenant. As he had just recovered from his wounds, he still looked a bit pale and thin. Previously, for the convenience of treatnt, his hair had been shaved as well. It had just sprouted out so fresh hair these days. Without the military uniform, Zhang Tie looked like a malnourished adolescent.
Touching his bald head, Zhang Tie gave a bitter smile. He then recalled sothing and imdiately felt dejected.
After standing outside the hospital alone for a long ti, Zhang Tie stopped a carriage.
"Where are you going, sir?"
The carter glanced over Zhang Tie with a pair of uncertain eyes as Zhang Tie’s age was really not in line with his military uniform.
"Do you know the logistics headquarters of the Iron-Horn Army?"
Zhang Tie threw his luggage onto the carriage. As to the 10 kg-odd luggage, Zhang Tie had held it like holding a hair before, however, now, Zhang Tie found it heavy after barely carrying it from the hospital ward to here. He felt that he was even weaker than a common 15-year-old adolescent.
"Got it! It’s the previous parliant building in Blapei!"
After replying, the carter shook the rein sand started the carriage.
The carriage was half-open. Sitting inside, Zhang Tie watched the city out of curiosity.
Although the fighting was just over 100 km away from Blapei, he could see no intense atmosphere here at all, instead, this city was filled with sense of relaxation. Besides the soldiers in military uniforms, commoners were walking at dium speed through the streets.
What impressed Zhang Tie were the alehouses on both sides of the streets. On the way, every dozen of ters or so, he would see an alehouse’s brand waving in the air on the roadside. Although the beer business sharply declined due to the war between the Norman Empire and Sun Dynasty, he could still see people sitting inside even in dayti.
As it was located in the plains, there were no sharp magical beasts around the city. Additionally, because Blapei was in the middle of so cities, he had no city walls; neither did it have any army. The mont the Iron-Horn Army drove in here, Blapei’s parliant had already raised its blue-green flag, soon after which, they declared disbandnt. The only vigilante group of this city followed the in the sa path.
After that, the parliantary and the vigilante group’s mbers pretended that the parliant had never existed before and all went back ho to find their own moms. Therefore, when the Iron-Horn Army occupied this city, they could not find a single person responsible it.
Residents here seed to only do two things in their whole lives—farming and drinking beer. Even if the Iron-Horn Army arrived, their rhythm still remained unchanged. They felt that the war between the Norman Empire and Sun Dynasty had nothing to do with them, just as if it was happening on another galaxy.
When Zhang Tie was in Blackhot City, he had heard of such a bizarre city in the Andaman Alliance. This ti, after a small circle around the city, Zhang Tie realized that the legends about Blapei were not exaggerated at all.
While the carter was driving the carriage, he took out his flagon to drink beer. Sitting behind the carter, Zhang Tie could also sll the fragrance of wheat drifting from the beer.
"Sir, do you want a try? This is brewed by my wife!"
The carter passed the flagon to Zhang Tie very enthusiastically.
The mont Zhang Tie wanted to refuse, for so reason he suddenly recalled Freo. Beer, cigars, and won were the favorites of that iron-tower like bald tough man. Zhang Tie then felt a faint stab inside...
Taking the flagon, he started to mindlessly gulp it down. Seeing this, the carter revealed a big smile.
When the carriage arrived at the forr parliant building of Blapei, Zhang Tie was already covered with the taste of beer. The price was only 20 copper coins; however after Zhang Tie praised his beer, the carter felt very proud and didn’t even intend to take his cash. But Zhang Tie pulled out a silver coin and said it was for his beer. The carter then happily took it and drove away.
In Blapei, if you praised the beer brewed by a person’s family mbers and wanted to pay for it, you were expressing your largest complint to that person.
Besides so rich people who were sparsely spread through the the various castles in the city, there were few skyscrapers in Blapei. All buildings were lower than ten floors. The alleged forr parliant building of Blapei was only a 6-floor building. Standing before it, Zhang took a good look at it. He felt that the exceptional do in the middle of the roof was really like a huge beer barrel.
Compared to the sluggish pedestrians on the streets, the outside of the forr parliant building, which was now the logistics headquarter of Iron-Horn Army, brought him an intense sense of war.
Lifting his luggage, Zhang Tie presented his forr military officer’s certificate to the entrance guard before entered the building. A young second lieutenant was really trivial in the logistics headquarters of Iron-Horn Army. Few of the to-and-fro walking soldiers would cast a second glance over Zhang Tie.
Zhang Tie asked a soldier in the building about the location of the personnel affairs departnt. He then ca to the office on the third floor of the building.
The door was open while soone was working inside, so Zhang Tie walked directly in.
"Hello, can I help you?"
The mont Zhang Tie entered, a 20-odd female military officer ranked second lieutenant had walked towards him as she asked.
"I’m here to report for duty; here’s my certificate! "
Zhang Tie gave his military officer certificate to her.
Taking the certificate, the female military officer glanced at it and imdiately revealed a faint expression of amazent.
"Are you that military officer from the Iron-Blood Camp of No. 39 Division?"
"If there was nobody else dispatched here, I think so!"
"Fine, take a seat for a mont please. Your personnel affairs archives have been transferred here several days ago. I’ll go report to Colonel Scharto as he had told that if you ca here to report, he wanted to see you!"
"Fine, thanks!"
After saying that, the female second lieutenant imdiately left.
Zhang Tie couldn’t help but focus on her butt. Seeing that tightening and raising butt under the dark red military officer dress, Zhang Tie’s heart slightly pounded twice.
He had not tasted a woman for over a month. Now, as he had just recovered a bit, he instinctively started to pay attention to won beside him. However, thinking of his physical condition, Zhang Tie could only give a bitter smile. Donder said, as a man, unless you’re dead, you would take conquering won as the undertaking of your whole life.
Zhang Tie also realized his own change. After becoming a real man, Zhang Tie had started to pay attention to different parts on won. Even if facing the sa woman, he seed to also have a very different sense of her now.
He didn’t know whether each man would experience the sa process on the way to maturity, but these couple of days, he usually thought about those crazy days with the girls in Blackhot City and the enchanting night with Pandora before he left.
In the following half an hour, Zhang Tie completed all the report formalities and saw Colonel Scharto, who was responsible for personnel affairs in the logistics headquarters of the Iron-Horn Army. Colonel Scharto, who was already over 60 years old, treated Zhang Tie in a very mild way.
During their conversation, he put it straight that he already knew of Zhang Tie’s heroic actions in the Iron-Blood Camp. For his bravery and military exploits, he appreciated him very much. No matter how poor his health was at present, as a military officer of the Norman Empire who had been awarded with the Iron-Blood dal, he would never be allowed to suffer from any injustice in both the Iron-Horn Army and the Norman Empire.
In the end, Colonel Scharto told Zhang Tie that there were so positions that were suitable to him in this division’s logistics headquarters. Zhang Tie could choose the one that he liked the most.
Zhang Tie knew that he must be receiving the special treatnt from Colonel Scharto so as to give face to General Schwartz, the regintal commander of the Seventh Regint and the whole Iron-Blood Camp.
"Colonel, for the concrete work schedule, I have no other opinions and requirents. I know General Schwartz dispatched here to let the logistics departnt take care of , but I’m not qualified to assu any important position based on my physical condition and abilities. If it’s alright, please arrange an easier position for so that I won’t make too many mistakes, regardless of the job or the treatnt!"
Zhang Tie’s calm and modesty left a good impression on Colonel Scharto. Generally speaking, soldiers of the Iron-Blood Camp who left the battlefield due to wounds would always have a bad temper. According to Colonel Scharto’s experience, all the military officers of the Iron-Blood Camp who had killed nurous enemy soldiers on the battlefields were arrogant and unyielding.
It was also not Colonel Scharto’s first ti having contact with military officers of the Iron-Blood Camp; however, few young military officers made him comfortable like Zhang Tie when talking with them. As the logistics departnt was the most profitable one, many retired military officers tried everything to grab the position with the most profit and power. In contrast, Zhang Tie’s attitude for retirent was highly praised by Colonel Scharto.
’I will not let such an innocent person suffer a loss!’ he mumbled inside.
Therefore, after thinking for a few seconds, Colonel Scharto arranged a position for Zhang Tie, the full title of which was the Director of No. 9 Equipnt Administration, Comprehensive Logistics Relief Branch of the Logistics Departnt of the Iron-Horn Army.
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