There is nothing wrong with standing at attention and marching in step. Wan Feng is sure that he will have no objection if all the generals march together.
But in such a large square, he was the only one who went to the Soviet Union to negotiate and enjoyed such privileged treatment. Mixing with those soldiers who were receiving training, he looked like a fool.
Moreover, he received no preferential treatment at all. The training officers did not relax their requirements on him at all and often found fault with him.
If anything is wrong he will be scolded.
Holy shit! I'm just an ordinary citizen, not a real soldier. Even though I'm wearing a military uniform, it doesn't count. You can't treat me like a real soldier.
Wan Feng’s appeal was useless and he continued to receive formal training.
I really want to use sugar-coated bullets to defeat these officers.
During the lunch break, Wan Feng ran to Zhu Guoxiong to complain.
"Grandpa, I'm not a real soldier. You don't have to make me suffer like this. I'm just there to negotiate, not to attend the parade on Red Square."
Zhu Guoxiong didn't let him call him grandpa. You made me stand at attention and practice marching, so why should I care what to call you.
Zhu Guoxiong smiled: "Even if you are not a soldier, at least you are wearing a military uniform now. Wearing a military uniform means you have to undergo military training."
"You're wearing uniforms too, so why aren't you training? I have no problem with you going. I'm the only one in the square acting like a monkey. Don't use age as an excuse. Revolution doesn't discriminate between young and old."
Zhu Guoxiong was speechless.
"This isn't a bad thing. You're so young, and receiving some military training and feeling the military atmosphere is a form of experience. Joining the army is the dream of many young people. Since your dream of joining the army hasn't come true, now this can be considered a dream come true!"
In his previous life, Wan Feng really wanted to join the army, and he even signed up and almost took a physical examination, but in the end he didn't go for some reason.
But I was so busy making money in this life that I never thought about joining the army.
After Zhu Guoxiong's reminder, the little flame in Wan Feng's heart that had never been ignited suddenly began to burn.
Yes! Although it's not official, I can be considered to have become green in the military camp... This is a bad word, but it can be considered to have been gilded in the military camp.
It’s just ten days, it will be over if I grit my teeth. After all, I have been exercising for many years, so this little difficulty is nothing!
Once his mood changed, his ideas became clear, and the next day Wan Feng went to training in high spirits.
Training in the morning and some etiquette and Soviet precautions in the afternoon.
Wan Feng didn't need to pay attention to any of these precautions. After all, he had been dealing with the Soviets for two and a half years, less than three years.
It was only then that Wan Feng realized that this trip to the Soviet Union for negotiations was only intentional. To put it simply, it was to discuss with the Soviet Union what to buy.
After determining what to buy and how to trade, the second round of negotiations will move to China, and that is when the price will be negotiated.
In this case, Wan Feng felt that it didn't matter whether he went or not.
But even if it's not important, he has to go.
Wan Feng is receiving training while Chen Dao is undergoing a test.
On the third day after arriving in the capital, he was taken to a special banquet.
Not all the soldiers at the banquet were members of the delegation going to the Soviet Union to participate in negotiations, but they were indeed real soldiers.
What Chen Dao didn't know was that these soldiers were all very famous people in their own units.
What Chen Dao didn’t know was that this was actually a selection, a selection about wine.
When Zhu Guoxiong compiled Wan Feng's summary of his experience in dealing with the Soviet Union into a book, he suddenly discovered that the most important thing Wan Feng mentioned was wine.
The first one is wine, and there are annotations below.
If you can't drink when dealing with the Soviet Union, you will not only not gain any advantage, but may also suffer a great loss.
Here’s why.
This has been the case since Soviet Marshal Dmitry Ustinov was in charge of the Arbat Military District.
Ustinov stubbornly believed that defeating the opponent at the drinking table was the first step to gaining absolute psychological advantage.
This strange rule gradually spread from the military to the outside world, and eventually became an unspoken rule affecting Soviet soldiers and diplomats.
This item attracted the attention of the delegation.
Although Zhu Guoxiong recommended Chen Dao, the military believed that it would be an insult to the reputation of the Chinese military if a non-military person participated in such negotiations.
There are many people who drink in the army, and there are many who can drink, so there is no need to use an ordinary person.
But Zhu Guoxiong argued that no one in the army could drink more than Chen Dao.
Out of respect for Zhu Guoxiong, the military organized such a banquet. Its purpose was to select two or three people who could drink to join the delegation to negotiate with the Soviets.
The banquet started in a military guesthouse. Although the dishes on the six large round tables were not delicacies from land and sea, they were still rich.
There were six people at each table, and they sat upright. Only Chen Dao at table number five did not look like a soldier.
General Chen, Zhu Guoxiong and other delegation leaders sat at table number six.
After everyone arrived, General Chen announced the rules for today's lunch.
"Those attending this banquet at noon today are all talented individuals selected from various units in the capital. Each of you is known for your drinking ability in your respective units, and is known as a Wine Immortal."
There were slight laughs from people at the other five tables.
"Table six is the judges' table, and tables one through five are the contestants. Let's get this straight: we're selecting the three best drinkers to join us on a mission. The rules are simple: the last three left alive… slip of the tongue, slip of the tongue! The last three standing will qualify. If this mission is a complete success, I'll take credit for it."
At this time, a bearded guy at table number one shouted, "Chief! Let's get started. What are you waiting for? I, Zhang Huzi, want one of the spots."
Before the guy named Zhang Huzi could finish his words, someone at table number three slammed the table and stood up, "Zhang Huzi! Stop it! When it comes to drinking, I, Li Erjin, have never been better than anyone else. I want that spot too."
These two guys just finished arguing, and someone else started fighting to express his dissatisfaction, saying that what should we do if you have taken all the places?
Zhang Huzi and Li Erjin said bluntly, "What are we supposed to do with you? There's still one spot left, so go and grab it! Don't you agree? See you at the dinner table."
"Let's meet at the wine table, who's afraid of who?"
These officers were arguing with each other and were about to start fighting.
Wan Feng, who was specially invited to sit at table number six, watched happily. Soldiers are tough after all, and they will fight if they are not convinced by a word.
He drinks with big gulps, eats meat with big chunks, draws his sword and mounts his horse, and beats people if they don't obey him.
This is the life a man should live. Do you really want to join the army and experience it?
General Chen felt so angry that he slapped the table.
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