1828: C1828 Deep Feelings a Mouthful of Boredom

C1828 Deep Feelings a Mouthful of Boredom

"President Qin, we meet again." After entering the banquet hall, Qin Guan saw a familiar person.

Ye Fugen had met Qin Guan before. Everyone had drunk together, and the result of drinking was that Ye Fugen and the others had failed. They felt deeply inferior.

And this time, they actually met this old acquaintance. Qin Guan knew that they probably knew about his alcohol tolerance. In a while, would anyone still drink with him?

"Yes, we meet again." Qin Guan said, "Your Sami-6 missile should have been improved, right? The previous mistake cannot be repeated."

The last time was 1982. At that time, in Beta Valley, the Sami-6 missile was beaten until it howled like ghosts and howled like ghosts. Now, hearing Qin Guan's words, Ye Fugen also had a helpless look on his face. He wanted to expose Qin Guan's scars.

" Our Sam-6 missile has been improved. Every launch vehicle has a guided radar. The last time will never happen again. When needed. Each of our missile launchers is an independent combat unit. " Ye Fugen said, "Furthermore, we also have the advanced MiG-29 fighter aircraft. It is enough to compete with them for air control. If they come again... We will definitely make them pay the price with their blood!"

The previous time, it was very sad. The result of the previous battle was definitely not satisfactory. Therefore, they had also made great improvements. With the advanced MiG-29 and the latest Sami-11 missile, they would not be afraid of any threats.

"Yeah, technology is the key to winning the future war." Qin Guan said, "Bear Country is a superpower in the world. We don't need to worry about the technology of Bear Country."

What do you mean you don't need to worry? What does this have to do with you? Ye Fugen couldn't help but mutter in his heart. Fortunately, everyone had already sat down. In front of each of them, there was a cup.

"No matter what happened in the past, we believe that our friendship will get better and better. Cheers to our friendship!" General Marokov said.

The current banquet was a competition of drinking. It did not matter whether they won or lost verbally. They would first put you guys down at the table.

The wine table was the battlefield. There was no smoke here, but it was also very intense.

"I brought the best Maotai wine for my friends. Do you want to try it?" General Lin said.

Maotai was the national wine of Han Country. It was very expensive. One bottle was equivalent to the annual income of an ordinary worker. Now, General Lin had brought several boxes of wine for the people of Bear Country who loved wine as much as their lives. His eyes instantly lit up.

"Maotai wine. I haven't tasted it in many years." General Marokov said. He remembered the time when he visited Han Country. Only then could he drink Maotai. He didn't expect to be able to drink it here.

Did that even need to be said? Exchange wine!

At this moment, Wang, who was as thin as a bamboo pole, stood up. He had a smile on his face as he held the bottle of wine. He started to pour wine for General Marokov. He tilted the bottle and said confidently, "It's just a shallow feeling. Lick it. Deep feelings. A mouthful of boredom. Come, General, let me toast you! "

Everyone drank together just now. After drinking together, it was time to drink separately. First of all, they had to drink with the old general. They had to make the old general happy first.

Mao Tai wine, when it entered his mouth, was not as spicy and stimulating as the vodka just now. He only felt warm and mellow, and the fragrance of the wine was overflowing. When the Maotai wine entered his stomach, he felt that his entire stomach was warm. What a good wine!

Seeing General Marokov finish one cup, Wang continued to pour a second cup for him.

"We have strong feelings, not enough to drink, not enough feelings, not enough. For the sake of our friendship, let's continue drinking. I toast you, General."

In order to better integrate Wang into the group, the current Wang... He was wearing an air force uniform, and he was carrying the rank of colonel on his shoulder. However, in terms of military knowledge, he definitely did not know anything. He was here to accompany the wine, to wear a military uniform before the wine. After drinking, he took off his military uniform. That was all.

Seeing the Air Force Colonel come, he toasted his own commander three times in a row. The others actually looked down on Wang. This guy was so thin, how much more could he drink? He was probably going to get drunk soon, right?

Ye Fugen came over with a glass of wine and toasted to Wang. Actually, when everyone drank together, there was no need to say anything. All they needed to do was to hold the glass. The other party would know what it meant. However, what Wang said... It was a series of words, even if the Elementary Scholar didn't translate them for him. He still spoke fluently.

"Lanlan, Lanlan, cheers, one after another."

After Ye Fugen and Wang drank three glasses, they felt something was wrong. How many glasses did this guy drink? Ordinary people would have a big tongue after drinking so much. They were also unable to speak properly and could only walk unsteadily. But what about Wang? He was still as steady as ever. Just how much alcohol could this guy drink?

The other people from the Bear Country also came over with wine cups. If you were alone, you could fight against a group of us, and you could die in a battle of attrition. They had already started to show their advantage in numbers.

Who would have thought that Wang would become more and more brave as he fought? Mao Tai Wine. There were only a few boxes, but they were all gone after drinking it. If it wasn't for the bar... Wang even wanted to drink all the wine by himself. Now... With so many people looking for him to drink, he would definitely be happy. An alcoholic wanting to drink more, what should he do? The simplest way was to be late for a few minutes at the bar. Go in and say, I'm late, so I'll punish myself by drinking three glasses. That would be fine.

He had deliberately lost because he wanted to drink more.

Finally, he finished all the Maotai wine.

All the people of Bear Country had already had a round with Wang. Wang picked up the bottle of vodka and walked in front of General Marokov. He poured the vodka into their glasses. However... There's not much left. So, in their cups, only half a glass, and it's empty.2

"I heard that the best wine in Bear Country is Yorsh. I have never drunk it before. This is the first time." Wang picked up the beer bottle again and poured beer into Marokov's glass.

He had drunk more than one kilogram of Maotai wine in his stomach. When he just drank it, he felt very comfortable, much better than vodka. But now... The aftertaste of the Maotai was slowly rising. Marokov looked at Wang pouring the wine like this. Instantly, he felt afraid in his heart.

When these two types of wine were mixed together to drink, it was the easiest to make people drunk. Even he himself did not have the confidence. But if ___ came to propose a toast, if he did not drink it, wouldn't he be afraid of the other party? Wouldn't that be admitting defeat?

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