The military is honored for the establishment of meritorious deeds.

It is not easy to establish meritorious service in peacetime, and now you can make meritorious service by drinking alcohol, which is undoubtedly a good thing that falls from the sky, and it is strange that these soldiers do not stare at each other.

Therefore, a quarrel broke out in a few words.

General Chen saw that he had to be overwhelmed, don't do it, there are still two ordinary people here.

"What are you doing! Sit down for me, I haven't finished my sentence yet. Drinking can be drunk openly today, but I want to remind everyone to have points in their hearts, don't drink and can't drink and can pour it hard, although the wine is public, but your life is your own, don't drink yourself snot, do you hear?"

"I heard you!"

"Choose a representative for me at each table, and then have a final showdown, the first three will go with me, and the rest will go back wherever they come from. Comrades hygienists, keep my eyes wide open, and stop me quickly if anyone can't do it, and don't have an accident. ”

Five wine tables, one with a hygienist, sat on the side, watching.

"Alright! Two hours, start!"

At the beginning of the day, the five people at the wine table raised their wine glasses almost simultaneously, and only one person did not.

Of course, it was Chen Dao, and he looked at the people at the table suspiciously: "What are you doing when you come up? ”

But everyone raised their glasses, and he had no choice but to raise his glasses.

Sixty-two degrees of two pot heads, about one or two halves of the cup, five people at the wine table came up to do it first.

"Grandma... Chief, aren't the troops not allowed to drink, do you count..."

"Eat, the food can't stop your mouth. Zhu Guoxiong knew what Wan Feng wanted to say, so he interrupted him without waiting for Wan Feng to finish.

Of course, the army is not allowed to drink, but isn't this a special case and special treatment?

Yes, it is special treatment in special cases.

In fact, Wan Feng still has something to say below, that is, if one is drunk, will the person in charge be dealt with?

But Zhu Guoxiong didn't let him say it, so he didn't ask.

After three rounds of drinking, the words on the wine table began to increase.

A young officer beside Chen Dao asked Chen Dao, "Brother, I don't seem to have seen that part of yours." ”

Where did Chen Dao know about his part, he could only answer vaguely: "My technical department." ”

Today's main thing is to fight for wine, so naturally the topic shifts to wine.

"How much do you drink?"

"Seventy or eight taels!" Chen Dao said modestly.

"Seven or eight taels? This is too common, I dare to say that everyone who can go to this wine table has no less than one pound of alcohol, and your amount of seven or eight taels is not enough." ”

"It's okay, I'm the kind of marathon drinker, and it's been a long time. ”

"You're only seven or eight taels of wine, no matter how long it is, it's useless!"

Now three cups are nearly half a catty, and it is estimated that the marathon runner should be confused after three cups.

"Little comrade, how much can you drink?"

"It's no problem to drink you two. ”

"Wow, you can drink a pound and a half!" Chen Dao pretended to be surprised.

"I'm from Shuchuan, and I own a winery at home, so I've been drinking since I was a child, so of course I can drink it. ”

"Amazing. ”

"You shouldn't have drunk at all, aren't you qualified at all, or you're going to pour a place now?"

The generals have said that one person will be left at the end of a table, and three out of five will be chosen in the end.

He has a pound and a half of alcohol, and it is enough to choke on two catties of bearded Li, but except for the two of them, he may not be able to rank among the top three, he wants to save some alcohol if he wants to break through at table five, and finally break out when he chooses three of the five, and strive to be shortlisted.

So, of course, one less is one.

Chen Dao shook his head like a rattle: "How is it possible, I think I can still fight." ”

"What do you want to fight for the amount of seven or eight taels of wine?" The young man couldn't help it, people are self-aware, and the amount of seven or eight taels of wine should have gone down a long time ago.

"Then who do you think will win?"

"Of course, the first two are Zhang Huzi and Li Erjin, they are the two people who are famous for the most drinkable in our army, and each of them is two catties. ”

"Except for the two of them?"

"It should be me. "The young officer is not at all modest.

Chen Dao hehe, you all take it up, what am I doing here?

"So I said you can go down. ”

"Until the last minute, who knows who will die, I always feel that I will get a place, so I will not go down until the end. ”

Then you fight, I'll see how you fell.

It was with this mentality that the young officer sat beside Chen Dao and waited for Chen Dao to be the first to be eliminated.

But the strange thing is that now that he has drunk the five rounds, this old master doesn't seem to have the intention of drinking too much.

Five glasses of wine are in the stomach, which is already seven or eight taels.

What about the amount of seven or eight taels that you said?

Chen Dao found that the young officer looked at him without blinking, and asked suspiciously, "What's the matter?"

"Didn't you say that you only have seven or eight taels? Now it's seven or eight, I don't think you're doing anything yet. ”

"Ahh The third seven or eight taels is shabu stomach. ”

As if daytime, the young officer muttered, "And then?"

"Then it's time to drink!"

"And then. ”

"There's no pressure to drink another four or five, seven or eight taels. ”

The young officer slammed his head on the table with a bang.

The hygienist next to him immediately shouted, "Chief, this won't work!"

There was a roar from table six: "Lift him down!" ”

The young officer brushed his head up: "I'm not drunk! I'm really not drunk! I can still drink!"

That's what drunk people say. Chen Dao sent a sentence unhurriedly.

So the young officer was carried out alive by two soldiers.

"Ahh ”

The person at the same table with Chen Dao looked at Chen Dao with strange eyes: "You can really drink a few seven or eight taels." ”

"Is there something wrong?"

Opposite Chen Dao, an officer took out an unopened bottle of Erguotou and put it in front of Chen Dao.

"If you can drink this bottle in one gulp, I'll quit. ”

Chen Dao shook his head: "You guys are stupid to me, he will get another bottle after you finish a bottle, and I will fall in the end." ”

"If you dry this bottle, we'll quit too. ”

Now the people at the table have drunk seven or eight taels, and if Chen Dao puffs up a bottle of wine, it will be nearly two catties.

They were defeated directly by the amount of two catties, because none of them could drink this amount.

"Talking counts?"

Chen Dao looked at the other two who didn't say anything.

The two nodded.

Chen Dao was not hypocritical, took the wine bottle and bit the lid open, and poured a bottle of liquor into his stomach like drinking boiled water.

When he put down the bottle, he was surprised to find that there was no one at his table, and he was left alone.