Attack on Mindless Giant

Chapter 28 Enlisting in the Army
Although the doorman has a big belly, he must be a very proud person.

Jiang Luo had waved his hands repeatedly to show that he didn't underestimate him, but this old man couldn't get over this hurdle.

"I carried two watermelon knives in my hand, and hacked all the way from Trost District to Xiganshina District, hacking back and forth for three days and three nights! You little beggar, dare to say that you are strong in front of me?"

He took off the brown coat that was obviously one size smaller, squatted down, shifted his center of gravity down, and put on an appearance of making a move.

"Okay! If you say you are strong, how about you just stand there and take a punch from me?"

"Ah, here." Jiang Luo thought to himself, "This routine is a bit different, shouldn't you stand there and let me punch you?"

But Jiang Luo still nodded.

This small fist hit his chest without any pain or itching.

"Think about it! I am a fist the size of a sandbag!"

Jiang Luo beckoned.

"Good boy, have backbone!"

The doorman shrank his pupils, exerted force on his feet, and rushed straight over, like a flesh-and-blood chariot.

Not to mention, he is a flexible fat man.

"Snapped!"

A solid punch hit Jiang Luo's abdomen.

"Ah this?!" Seeing that Jiang Luo didn't move at all, and even smiled, the doorman couldn't help but ask, "You're fatter than me?"

"Ahem~" He blushed slightly and turned around, "It's okay, but you can come back next year."

"Next year? Next year's mission is due!" Jiang Luo muttered in his heart, holding on to Fatty, but he refused to let go no matter what.

"Brother, I'm just a janitor, not a conscription? Why are you dragging me?"

"Then let me in, and I'll go find the conscription officer myself." Jiang Luo held the fat man with one hand and wrote furiously on the sand with the other.

"The recruiting for this period has long since ended, you are late, come back next year."

"I'm very strong, and I'm sure I can join the army!"

"It's impossible. Hey, if you let go, your belt will break."

The two got entangled at the entrance of the recruit camp.

After a long time, the recruits who were doing morning exercises nearby were attracted.

Seeing that there were many people around, the fat man felt that he was being held down by a beggar and couldn't leave, and his face was a little embarrassed.

"All right, all right, let go, I'll take you there."

"But I have to tell you in advance that the guy in charge of personnel affairs has a bad temper."

Your temper is not good either
"Everyone is gone, let's train hard!" Fatty pushed away the melon-eating crowd and waved to Jiang Luo, "Let's go!"

Jiang Luo's feet finally set foot on the battlefield of the new barracks.

The sand is a bit soft, and it feels solid when sandwiched between the toes without shoes.

There were a lot of people in the recruit camp, and there were teenage boys coming and going, but just by looking at their appearance, it was impossible to tell who was Eren and who was Mikasa.

"Very good." Jiang Luo thought, "I will be able to train with them tomorrow, and then I will find out which class Alan is in."

"Young man!" Suddenly, the fat guard in front turned his head, "Your family must be very poor~"

"This fool can see it~" Jiang Luo thought to himself.

"Then you want to come to the Corps to make a living?"

Jiang Luo thought in his heart: "Whether you want to make money is the second, the main thing is to eat people."

"Seeing that you can't speak, I'm afraid it will be difficult to join the Corps, but don't worry, even if the old man doesn't accept you, I will."

Jiang Luo's eyes lit up.

"I personally sponsor you a sack of flour."

Jiang Luo: "."

"The world shouldn't be cold, right? Little brother."

Along the way, the fat man seemed to be talking about stand-up comedy, chirping and talking non-stop, and he came to several wooden houses in a blink of an eye.

"Okay, you go in, remember what I told you just now, this guy has a bad temper." The doorman rubbed his stomach, turned around, "I don't know your name yet."

"Ginger, drop."

He didn’t change his surname when he was walking, and he didn’t change his name when he was sitting. He wrote two big characters on the ground generously.

"This name is a bit special." The fat man walked back and shook his hand, "My name is Zhuang Schwarzenegger."

Jiang Luo: "."

In terms of specialness, I am afraid that Jiang Luo is not one percent as good as him.

After Fatty Zhuang left, Jiang Luo looked at the house in front of him. It was simple and plain. It was made of wooden boards and was quite old.

There is a sign hanging on the door: the logistics department of the new barracks.

"That's right." Jiang Luo thought to himself, "When I watched anime before, I just watched the fighting and killing, and I didn't pay attention to the logistics."

Think about it carefully, basic necessities, food, housing, and transportation, nothing in the Corps will do.

The recruitment of personnel should also belong to the scope of logistics.

He wiped his hair and straightened his clothes, like a college student preparing to apply for a job.

"Dong dong!"

He knocked on the door.

The door was not actually locked, and he poked his head in after knocking.

It was an office, and on the old desk, a lot of things were densely spread out, in a mess.From among the clutter, a gray-and-white Mediterranean emerged.

"Who?"

The Mediterranean looked up, and it was a little old man about five or sixty years old.

Jiang Luo hurriedly bowed, maintaining a good-natured smile, just about to speak when he remembered his frightening voice, quickly shut up, took out a wooden stick from his pocket, and wanted to write.

But there is no sand here, so I can't write.

what to do?He focused his eyes on the Mediterranean's hand.

At this moment, he was holding a pen and leaning on his forehead with one hand, obviously having a headache.

"Are you from that team? Have your clothes been stolen? Why are you here dressed like this?! It's embarrassing!" Mediterranean frowned, and the deep forehead tattoos told Jiang Luo that he was annoyed.

"Fill out a form by yourself, go to the tooling department to get a set!"

He pulled out a form from the pile of miscellaneous items and threw it in front of Jiang Luo.

"Yes! We have paper!" Jiang Luo felt a little relieved.

But without a pen, what would he say?Go directly to the Mediterranean Sea and grab the pen?
Is this not very good?

"Why haven't you left yet!" Mediterranean looked up again.

"Aba, aba, aba~" Jiang Luo quickly pointed at the paper and made a gesture of writing.

"Say no earlier! Dumb!"

Mediterranean's temper was indeed not very good, but Jiang Luo asked for help, so he naturally took over the pen in a low voice.

"I want to enlist in the army!!!"

He wrote big on the paper, and specially added three exclamation marks to show his decisiveness, and then put the paper in front of the Mediterranean Sea.

"You!" Hai Hai's hair stood on end, and he was about to get angry, when he suddenly saw Jiang Luo's writing, his tone softened a little, "How do you write it, you are really dumb?"

Jiang Luo nodded.

"Our recruits for this period are already full, and there is no target from above, but" Mediterranean Sea frowned, "Our logistics department has a target."

Jiang Luo's eyes flashed.

"Do you have good physical strength?"

This has to be good!Jiang Luo nodded wildly.

"Well, are you willing to suffer?"

The boss likes to ask this question, Jiang Luo nodded again.

"What about a massage? Will you do it?"

Ah, although I'm not very good at this, let's just nod and mix in first.

He nodded again.

"That's right!" Mediterranean slapped the table and stood up happily, the gloom between his brows swept away, "I'm worried about the lack of a talent like you! You have been drafted into the army!"

It's that simple?Jiang Luo couldn't believe it.

"You fill out this information form, and when you're done, you'll report for employment."

Jiang Luo took the paper and saw a big title written on it: Registration Form for Recruit Nutritional Pig Farm Breeders (Non-Temporary Workers)
(End of this chapter)