Chapter Fifty-Seven

  What about bars in the army?

  In the Chinese army, getting drunk has always been strictly forbidden.

  It has always been a good wine in a bowl to boost morale before going into battle, especially before charging into the battlefield.

  Let's not talk about the distant past, let's just say that back in the Vietnam War, after the top leaders at all levels finished their pre-war mobilization, they would always wave their hands and shout - Ganbei!

  Then the female soldiers of the health propaganda team came over with a large bowl of strong wine, and with both hands they presented the good wine to those brave warriors who were about to go to their deaths.

  The big mouth was dry, the wine bowl was smashed, and the masters went up to die!

  That imposing aura and momentum are truly beyond what someone of my caliber can describe.

  In peaceful times, the officers of the troops, especially the grassroots officers, would also drink a few cups in some places and occasions, especially when they returned home for vacation.

  This also gave rise to many drinking methods with a strong military flavor.

  How about just one?

  There is something called sun, moon and stars.

  It's rare for brothers from all over the mountains and seas to meet, especially those who have fought together before. When they meet, they first raise a big bowl in their hands and take a big gulp.

  Generally speaking, this bowl of wine is drunk at whose home, whose wife is responsible for pouring the wine, and it is absolutely fair, without any bias towards one's own husband.

  The brotherly love is here, can we still drink and have fun?

  A big bowl went down, and the flush on his face came up with a splash. He took a fierce swig of wine, and the host must have waved his hand and yelled at his wife standing behind him - Bring it up!

  It's just a plate with a circle of small cups around its circumference, called the moon.

  No need to say more, let's just drink three rounds around the table. It means a perfect and harmonious gathering.

  And finally, the last cup of wine, it must be a circle of old men standing up, respectfully toasting the bride with a cup.

  When soldiers are away from home for a long time, and there is no one to take care of the family. Everyone knows that being a military dependent is tough, and everyone hopes for more good days to reunite.

  At this time, the family member's face would generally turn red, and they wouldn't say thank you or care if it was drinkable or not, but would just down that cup of wine in one gulp.

  Being a husband is not easy either.

  Seeing her husband return home so dark and thin, it's heartbreaking...

  He then continued with the momentum of the wine and wiped away the tears from his eyes, quickly refilling everyone's cups.

  This is the third item, it's a star.

  It's usually a few guys chatting about past stories and talking about the current situation. Anyway, as long as it doesn't involve military secrets, everything can be discussed together.

  Once they got excited, the two brothers would take a step forward together and get it done!

  It's basically just like this: sun, moon, stars, and that's how you drink it.

  And besides, when it comes to drinking, you have to make it clear how to drink first.

  Generally speaking, it emphasizes the continuity of positive steps and the decomposition of positive steps.

  Righteous steps continuous action, it's a mouthful of wine, and doesn't care about the size or alcohol content of the cup.

  And then divide the action into steps, that is, a cup of water is divided into several mouths and each mouth must be the same amount.

  So, when the military uncles drink, they all waive guessing fists and orders. They all go with one order - March!

  Whoosh, done!

  To say that the wine in this army really has the taste of the army, the taste of soldiers, and even the combat style of the troops.

  It is said that five instructors from a military teaching unit went to a field combat unit for a project, and on a hot day, they accompanied the soldiers outside, suffering together. In order to observe clearer data, several older instructors did not sit in the air-conditioned equipment compartment, but were actually sunburned by the scorching sun several times!

  It just so happened that they met on their way back to visit relatives, and the two leaders of the field army were also living in the same military compound. As soon as several instructors entered the door, the two leaders of the field army came over to invite them.

  Last time I came to my brother's turf, I didn't even get a chance to eat the welcoming meal before going down to the front lines with the brothers to crawl and scrape for data. It was so tiring, not to mention that when it was time to leave, they didn't even call the brothers over to say goodbye.

  Today, we must have a good gathering no matter what!

  Who's that? Go and invite a few teachers' family members over, we'll all have dinner together today.

  Then, two field army commanders accompanied five instructors for lunch and started drinking under the sun, moon and stars.

  No one knows the exact number of how much they drank. Anyway, all five instructors were carried out by the communication personnel.

  After settling all the guests, the two leaders of the field army went to the health team for an injection and one was sent directly to the Army Hospital for emergency treatment.

  The two leaders of the field troops had just returned from a week-long wilderness training exercise and hadn't eaten properly for a whole week. After this drinking session, their bodies really couldn't take it anymore.

  Can't hold it back, can't hold it back. By nightfall, the two big brothers of the wild battle team pulled out the needle and continued drinking!

  Those instructors couldn't help but sigh.

  Look at the style of other people's field army!

  Training is life-and-death, even drinking has a taste of fighting with daggers!

  This wine is really good and rich, with a warm and comforting flavor...

  In the army, with such a drinking method, it's natural that a large number of wine country heroes would emerge. As soon as everyone had walked into a large hall, the team leader and Brother Kuangming were dispersed, and we, who wore lieutenant colonel epaulets, sat next to Russian military officers with the same rank.

  With a casual glance around and adding a few lip language correspondences, I can see that this combination is indeed a bit off.

  This is clearly a situation of division and encirclement, with three beats, one four beats, and one beat...

  It's okay, the cups used by the Russian military men are not too big. After listening to the highest-ranking Russian military officer ramble on about bilateral friendship and cooperation, hand in hand towards a bright future and other clichés, everyone raised their glasses and took a shot, opening the curtain on this drinking battle.

  So it seems that these Russian military men are well-prepared, and each of us has a Russian military man who understands Chinese sitting next to them. Especially the toast speech must have been practiced beforehand, from friendly words between the two sides to auspicious words wishing happiness and peace to our elders at home, not one less, the cheers of "bottoms up" rose and fell in waves, meaning that if we don't drink until we're drunk, today's gathering won't be considered complete.

  This has been going on for a whole morning, and my stomach is indeed feeling a bit empty. Although the table was full of Russian dishes and a few Chinese dishes as decorations, I hadn't even had a chance to take a bite, but at least half a jin of vodka had already been poured into my stomach.

  A burning sensation suddenly rose up from my stomach.

  I just looked at my brother with my eyes, and the lip language was to make an effort to deceive him, saying "Brother, if we go on like this, we will be in a passive defense. We are hungry tigers who can't hold out against many wolves, and eventually we will end up as a fountain of blood."