After taking a few bites of the hot dish, Chen Shu felt a little dizzy. Looking for an opportunity, he slipped to the corner of the corridor, smoked a cigarette and began to hide the wine. Unexpectedly, when half a cigarette was gone, Zhu Yiba joined in.
Came over.
Both of them looked at each other with a "you know what" look, and then reached into their pockets for cigarettes.
"Smoke mine." Chen Shu forced it over.
Zhu Yiba took the cigarette that was handed to him: "Chen Da, the atmosphere is quite good. No wonder they say that you special police officers are the most suitable for our troops."
"You can't say 'you special police', we are a family now. But then again, this is the first time I have seen people from the army treated as 'deserters'."
Whether it was his old employer Zhongshan Police Station or later the Zhengming Special Police Brigade, every one of the demobilized soldiers Chen Shu met was an expert at drinking. Half a pound is not a big deal, one pound is enough to warm up, and two pounds will make you feel good.
"Haha, the ban on alcohol has been issued for a long time, who is still drinking now?"
Chen Shu turned his head and listened to the box. The sound coming from inside was more from the new batch of police officers coming from the army.
For example: "You must have three drinks! The three armies will be happy after the show!", "Don't worry, leader, we can definitely drink!", "Hey, you're looking down on me if you don't drink!"
Zhu Yiba's face turned slightly red and he laughed at himself: "My ability to drink is really bad. I'm in the army and I don't drink much."
"In your free time, you and your comrades didn't even have a few drinks to enhance your relationship?"
"I am a small person and have a bad drinker. Over the years, I have drunk a lot of alcohol without getting better. However, I am also greedy for alcohol. Well, when I drink, I try to be brave and save face. I have made many jokes and done many wrong things...
....”
After saying that, Zhu Yiba fell into deep thought, sipping his cigarette and getting lost in his memories.
After a while, when the cigarette butts were all burned out, he realized that the leader of the new unit was still squatting beside him.
Zhu Yiba immediately found a topic and asked with a smile: "Chen Da, I heard that our special police officers don't have to handle cases and only train and patrol on weekdays?"
Facing Zhu Yiba's cheerful eyes, Chen Shu suddenly felt that this was the reason why the border guards thought the special police suited their taste.
As an old comrade who jumped out of the pit of the police station, Chen Shu shrugged his shoulders, smiled and refilled the cigarette in Zhu Yiba's mouth, empathizing with his words.
"Yes, brother. SWAT is a good place to retire."
The two of them smoked slowly for a while, chatting with each other about interesting things about the police and the army. After all, they were caught escaping from drinking by someone inside. Both of them smiled sarcastically.
"Brothers, hurry up and pay tribute to our two great heroes in Dongzhou!"
Chen Chuan, who was blushing, held Chen Shu with his left arm and put his right arm on Zhu Yiba's shoulder. He shouted loudly and entered the box. Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed that Zhu Yiba on the right had an unchanging face and seemed not to mind this "great hero."
"Three words.
He seemed to be a big shot. He must have done a great job in the border defense force... Chen Chuan felt happy and sent the two heroes into the drinking circle, and everyone cheered him up.
, and a new round of toasting began.
Chen Chuan, who has high emotional intelligence and strong social skills, has already established a close relationship with the new special police officers at the beginning. At this time, he was standing in the circle, leading the crowd, holding up his wine glass and cheering, and the atmosphere at the wine table was
It's getting better and better.
"Wait! Come here one by one! Don't let the two heroes fool you!"
Under Chen Chuan's heckles, the young team members all targeted Chen Shu and Zhu Yiba. In just ten minutes, the two were lined up and drank a lot of wine.
When he returned to his seat, Chen Shu felt his stomach was churning and he felt extremely uncomfortable.
Zhu Yiba next to him is similar, covering his mouth and gritting his teeth in a manner that makes one feel like he has to rush to the toilet in the next second.
It seems that what he previously mocked about his poor drinking capacity was true... After a while, Chen Shu forced down his discomfort, turned to Zhu Yiba who was also uncomfortable, and said: "Your drinking capacity is not as good as Yang Chang's.
Zhao Mingfeng. The two of them are also in the army, so drinking a pound of liquor every meal is nothing."
Zhu Yiba curled his lips, but he refused to admit defeat: "Well, they all have a pretty good drinking capacity. But I'm not bad either, at least I'm not drunk yet."
Chen Shu has seen many policemen who have been transferred from the army, and occasionally there are those who do not drink. However, people like Zhu Yiba who can drink but have a mediocre drinker are quite rare.
So as soon as he said these words, Chen Shu couldn't help but pick up the cup and shake it at him.
"Try?"
Zhu Yiba didn't even write ink. He raised his head and drank the glass as soon as he touched it.
Chen Shu didn't expect that the empty explosive bag thrown out would be caught by the other party. Seeing Zhu Yiba being so straightforward, he gritted his teeth and drained the wine in his glass.
Once the wine is on your head, it is no longer a question of whether you can measure it or not. Generally speaking, as long as you don’t fall down, you will keep drinking it.
At the right time, the team members at several tables around looked over with smiles and stared.
It seems that the rules of this army and the police are very similar. Don't spit out the wine you just drank, otherwise you won't be able to do anything.
As the deputy of a brigade, if Chen Shu showed his timidity while drinking in front of the newly transferred brothers, it would not mean that he would not be able to carry out his work smoothly in the future, but it would still be affected to some extent.
Even if you drink alcohol, can you do it on the battlefield?
This is the consensus of the public security and the army. Although it is a bit old-fashioned, it has been true for decades.
Zhu Yiba, as the representative of the police force this time, naturally marked Chen Shu, who was previously drunk by the team members.
This drink was the first competition between the old and new police officers.
Neither party can give in easily.
Chen Shu and Zhu Yiba's drinking game here had just pressed the pause button, and the game between the guest, the section chief of the Bureau of Veterans Affairs, and the hosts, Li Da and Xie Chi, reached a climax.
Due to the temporary departure of Chen Shu and Zhu Yiba earlier, the section chief became the only guest sitting at the leadership table. Naturally, he was toasted by the two brigade leaders and several squadron leaders one by one.
After everyone at the same table had finished playing, the team members at other tables began to come over to toast the leadership table. As a guest from an outside unit, the section chief was the first to bear the brunt. After drinking this round of wine, no matter how large the amount was,
I can't hold it in either.
"Don't think that it's something serious just because you came from the army!" The section chief blushed and smashed the wine glass on the table.
Click!
The whole place suddenly fell silent. Everyone stopped what they were doing and looked at the section chief with confused expressions.
Chen Shu was stunned for a moment, holding his forehead and recalling Xie Chi's previous introduction.
This section chief seems to be from the Veterans Affairs Bureau?
This unit should be dedicated to serving retired soldiers... Chen Shu glanced at Xie Chi, trying to get the deputy instructor who specialized in ideological education to come forward and calm down the atmosphere.
But Xie Chi was still like a piece of wood at this moment, staring blankly at the section chief standing by with his chin raised, without saying a word.
Li Da, the team leader, was even more furious. Originally, the section chief was invited here to harmonize the atmosphere between the new and old police officers and the border guards, but instead he made such a criticism of a typical cadre mentality.
If you put it in anyone's ears, it will sound uncomfortable.
Zhu Yiba, who had been smiling all the time, now seemed to be frozen, with a hint of anger.
Chen Shuqiang braced himself and glanced at the section chief, who was leaning a little on the table with his hands on the table, knowing that he had drunk too much and was a little out of sorts.
Then he coughed twice, stood up and took over the section chief's words:
"The same goes for us special police officers. Don't think that just because we wear a uniform, we feel great! We all have to serve the people down-to-earth!"
As soon as these words came out, the police and soldiers were tied together, and the ever-correct unified slogan "Serve the People" was put on, and the scene suddenly relaxed from the previous tension.