Soldiers take pride in achieving great deeds.
It is even more difficult to establish meritorious service in peacetime. Now, being able to do so by drinking is undoubtedly a piece of cake. It would be strange if these soldiers did not stare blankly.
So they started arguing after just a few words.
General Chen saw that he had to take control of the situation, so he said, "Don't fight, there are only two ordinary people here."
"What are you doing? This is outrageous! Everyone, sit down! I haven't finished speaking yet. You can drink as much as you want today, but I want to remind everyone to be careful. Don't force yourself to drink more when you can't drink anymore. The wine may be public, but your life is your own. Don't drink yourself into snot. Do you hear me?"
“I heard it!”
"Each table will choose a representative, and then we'll have the final showdown. The first three will follow me, and the rest will go back to where they came from. Comrade medical workers, keep your eyes open. If you see anyone trying to stop it, stop them immediately. Don't let anything happen."
There was a nurse at each of the five wine tables, sitting on the side and watching with eager eyes.
"Alright! Two hours, let's begin!"
As soon as the drink started, the five people at the table raised their glasses almost at the same time, except for one person.
Of course it was Chen Dao. He looked at the people at the table with confusion: "Drink it right away? That's not how you drink alcohol."
But since everyone was raising their glasses, he had no choice but to raise his glass too.
The five people at the table all drank Erguotou, which was 62 degrees in alcohol, in a cup of about one and a half liang.
"Grandma... Commander! Isn't drinking alcohol forbidden in the army? Does this count as..."
"Eat, even food can't stop you from talking." Zhu Guoxiong knew what Wan Feng wanted to say, so he interrupted him before Wan Feng finished speaking.
Of course, drinking is not allowed in the army, but isn’t this a special case that deserves special treatment?
Yes! Special cases require special treatment.
In fact, Wan Feng had something else to say, which was, if someone got drunk, would the person in charge be punished?
But Zhu Guoxiong didn't let him say it, so he didn't ask.
After three rounds of drinks, people started talking more at the table.
A young officer beside Chen Dao asked him, "Brother! I don't think I've seen that part of yours before."
Chen Dao had no idea what his department was, so he could only answer vaguely, "I'm from the technical department."
Today's main topic is drinking, so the topic naturally shifted to wine.
"How much alcohol can you drink?"
"About seven or eight taels!" Chen Dao said modestly.
"Seven or eight taels? That's too common. I dare say that everyone who can sit at this table can drink at least one catty of alcohol. I'm afraid your seven or eight taels is not enough."
"It's okay. I drink like a marathon, which is quite long."
"You can only hold about 700 grams of alcohol. It's useless to drink more!"
Now three cups is almost half a pound. If there are three more cups, the marathon runner will probably be confused.
"Little comrade, how much can you drink?"
"It's no problem to drink you two."
"Wow! You can drink one and a half kilograms!" Chen Dao pretended to be surprised.
"I'm from Sichuan. My family runs a winery. I've been drinking since I was a child, so of course I can drink."
"Amazing, awesome."
"You shouldn't even be here with your alcohol tolerance. You're not qualified at all. Why don't you just go find a place right now?"
The general said that only one person would be left at each table, and three would be chosen from the five.
He can only drink one and a half kilograms of alcohol, which is enough for him to drink two kilograms of alcohol as Zhang Huzi and Li, but he may not be out of the top three except for the two of them. If he wants to break through table number five, he needs to save some of his alcohol and burst out in the final five selections to strive to be shortlisted.
So, of course, the less one there is, the better.
Chen Dao shook his head like a rattle: "How is that possible? I think I can still fight."
"You can only drink 70 or 80 taels of alcohol and you still want to compete? What are you thinking?" The young man couldn't help himself. It is important for people to know themselves. If you can only drink 70 or 80 taels of alcohol, why would you get involved? You should have stopped drinking long ago.
"Then who do you think will win?"
"The top two are of course Zhang Huzi and Li Erjin. They are well-known in our unit as the two biggest drinkers. They each drink two kilograms."
"Besides them?"
"It should be me." The young officer was not modest at all.
Chen Dao chuckled. "You guys have taken it all. What am I doing here? Traveling?"
"So I said you can go down."
"Until the very last moment, who knows who will win. I always feel that I will get a spot, so I won't leave until I fight to the end."
Then you fight, I'll see how you fall.
The young officer sat next to Chen Dao with this mentality, waiting for Chen Dao to be the first to be eliminated.
But the strange thing is that even after five rounds of drinking, this old-looking master doesn't seem to be drunk at all.
After five glasses of wine, this is already seven or eight taels.
What about the agreed amount of 7 or 8 taels?
Chen Dao noticed that the young officer was staring at him without blinking, and asked in confusion, "What's wrong? Is there a problem?"
"Didn't you say you only took 70 or 80 taels? Now it's already 70 or 80 taels, and I don't think you're doing any harm."
"Oh! So, I forgot to mention that seven or eight ounces is for moistening the throat, another seven or eight ounces is for soothing the throat. The third seven or eight ounces is for soothing the stomach."
The young officer seemed to have seen a ghost in broad daylight and muttered, "And then?"
"Then we'll officially start drinking!"
"And then what?"
"Drinking another four or five or seven or eight taels is no pressure at all."
The young officer slammed his head on the table with a bang.
The medical staff who were watching closely nearby immediately shouted, "Commander! This won't work!"
A shout came from table number six: "Take him away! Sober him up."
The young officer raised his head quickly: "I'm not drunk! I'm really not drunk! I can still drink!"
"That's what drunk people say." Chen Dao said slowly.
So the young officer was carried out by two soldiers.
"Ah! I really can drink more. I haven't even drunk a pound yet."
The people sitting at the same table with Chen Dao looked at him strangely: "You really can still drink a few more ounces."
"Is there something wrong?"
An officer opposite Chen Dao took out an unopened bottle of Erguotou and placed it in front of Chen Dao.
"If you can finish this bottle of wine in one gulp, I'll quit."
Chen Dao shook his head: "Do you think I'm stupid? When you finish one bottle, he'll get another one, and I'll be the last one to fall."
"If you finish this bottle, we'll quit too."
Now the people at the table have already drunk seven or eight taels of wine. If Chen Dao empties the whole bottle, it will be nearly two kilograms.
They immediately lost after taking the two-jin portion because none of them could drink that much.
"Do you mean what you said?"
Chen Dao looked at the other two people who had not expressed their opinions.
The two men nodded.
Chen Dao was not pretentious. He took the bottle of wine, bit open the lid, and drank the whole bottle of white wine in one gulp as if it were boiled water.
When he put down the bottle of wine, he was surprised to find that there was no one at his table and he was left alone.
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