Who taught you to be a recruit like this?

Chapter 910: Stay Tipsy and Drink

"Drink, drink, cheers!"

"Captain, I toast to you!"

"Zhengwei, we toast to you!"

"Zhengwei, you are our idol, the idol of all of us!"

"Qin Feng, come here, let me toast you and share your good fortune. You're the only one in the country who has achieved the title of senior colonel at such a young age. If you keep going like this, I'm afraid you'll be able to become a general in a few years!"

"Come on, everyone, let's raise our glasses together. With the beautiful future and the best wishes for the future, we wish Qin Zhengwei to reach the top soon!"

The regiment was strengthened, and the canteen of the regiment headquarters was crowded and bustling.

The green beer bottles kept colliding, making a crisp and pleasant sound.

Because of their meritorious service, the superiors have specially approved a small number of people in the reinforced regiment to drink and celebrate today.

Although the army has a ban on alcohol, the management is relatively humane. As long as it does not affect combat readiness and normal work, it is acceptable to make occasional exceptions.

With good food and wine, the soldiers who had won honors drank heartily and were immersed in a joyful atmosphere.

After beer, there was white wine. After white wine, Qiu Guohai got a few boxes of wine given by his friends from somewhere.

When a group of people mix several kinds of liquor and drink them together, the strength of the alcohol is multiplied, and the happy feeling brought by the alcohol paralyzing the nerves naturally increases multiplied.

Many people present were drunk and snoring one after another while lying on the table.

But there were still some people who could drink well and were still making a fuss, and some even took the initiative to find Qin Feng and challenge him to a drinking contest.

There will always be some competitiveness between men.

On weekdays, Qin Feng is a member of the committee and a superior leader.

But today at the dinner table, alcohol brought them to the same level, and victory or defeat was determined by drinking.

Qin Feng's face was flushed from drinking and he reeked of alcohol, but he never turned away any of the soldiers who came to challenge him to a drinking contest.

To the point that Qiu Guohai didn't try to persuade him, and was even pulled over by him to drink with him.

The result was that all these people were drunkenly thrown under the table by Qin Feng.

"Hahahaha, get up and drink, get up and drink again?"

"That's all? You collapsed before I even exerted any strength?"

"Old Qiu, Old Qiu, there's so much left in this bottle, are you going to feed the fish? Hurry up, hurry up, you're a regiment commander after all, why are you cheating here!"

Under the table, Qiu Guohai's eyes were blurry with drunkenness. He burped and waved his hands vigorously.

"No, no, no, I can't drink anymore. I really can't drink anymore... burp!"

"How about we stop here today? That's enough. If there's anything more, we'll just pass it."

Qiu Guohai was unconscious and kept biting his tongue while speaking. He knew where to put his limit.

If you continue drinking, it will no longer be entertainment or happiness. I am afraid you will develop into alcohol poisoning.

Although Qin Fengren was drunk, he still had a sense of balance in his heart. He focused on having fun and relaxing, and would not let everyone drink too much.

"Okay, that's all for today. Stay a little tipsy, is that okay?"

"not good!"

In the cafeteria, the soldiers who were drunk and knocked under the table shouted loudly.

Especially Chen Zilong, who was holding a bottle of wine in his hand and had already started talking in his sleep in a daze.

"I haven't drunk enough, I haven't drunk enough, this is just the beginning. Zhao Yang, why don't you drink? If you don't drink at the celebration party, when will you drink..."

Chen Zilong leaned his head against the table leg, murmuring in a voice quieter than a mosquito, and fell asleep without saying a word.

Qin Feng clapped his hands and declared today's celebration banquet a complete success. "That's all the wine, any more... would be a violation of discipline. The higher-ups have given us privileges, so we have to be aware of what's happening, right?"

"Correct!"

Those who were not drunk raised their bottles and shouted in unison.

Qin Feng: "We are a reinforced group. Isn't it impressive?"

Everyone: "Awesome!"

Qin Feng: "We are strengthening our group. Isn't that awesome?"

Everyone: "Domineering!"

Qin Feng: "We are strengthening our team, isn't that awesome!"

Everyone: “That’s awesome, hahahahahaha!”

Everyone's sense of humor seemed to be lowered by alcohol.

There is nothing funny happening on a normal day, but as long as one person starts laughing, others will follow suit for no reason.

The laughter became more and more devilish and arrogant. Many people's facial features were twisted with laughter, like little old men without teeth.

What's worse, some of them exaggeratedly slapped their thighs, rolled on the ground holding their stomachs, and banged their heads against the table.

Looking at this group of demons dancing wildly and laughing in an extremely devilish way, Qin Feng also laughed to tears.

Even after the show, his facial muscles still felt cramped.

......

Qin Feng was also drunk.

This was the first time he got drunk since joining the army.

For some reason, the system didn't help him get rid of the hangover this time.

It is also possible that Qin Feng wanted to enjoy a moment of release and joy, and took the initiative to push the system to the background.

When returning to the dormitory, Qin Feng was staggering and shaking even when walking.

Zhuang Ping drank very little. As the chief's bodyguard, he was responsible for helping Qin Feng back to the dormitory and taking out the strong tea that had been brewed and cooled in advance.

"Commander, you drank a little too much today. Beer, white wine, red wine mixed together..."

"It's rare to be so happy."

Qin Feng still had that unique happy smile on his face after being paralyzed by alcohol.

He waved his hand and asked Zhuang Ping to leave.

It was too late and he was too lazy to wash up.

Plus, my head was dizzy, so I just went to sleep and would wash up and take a shower tomorrow morning.

Zhuang Ping left, the door closed, and the bedroom fell into darkness.

Qin Feng sat on the edge of the bed, the smile on his face slowly disappeared, and he returned to a numb state again.

He squeezed his hands across his face, forcing a smile, then seemed dissatisfied and put on a new smile.

He was practicing smiling because he felt like he had suddenly forgotten how to smile.

Qin Feng now seems to have lost his ability to empathize, and joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness do not exist in him at all.

Even during dinner that night, he was staring at other people's faces. Only when he saw others laughing did he realize that he had to laugh at this time, and laugh happily.

Qin Feng felt dizzy and just sat on the edge of the bed, letting his body fall backwards.

The bed in the dormitory was very hard, but today it felt particularly soft, so soft that it almost made him sink into it.

Immediately afterwards, I felt my body spinning and tumbling repeatedly in the air, and the ceiling above my head kept expanding and contracting, moving closer and farther away.

vomit!

Qin Feng sat up suddenly and pulled out the small yellow basin.

He felt nauseous and wanted to vomit, but his cheeks puffed up and he couldn't vomit.

I just feel disgusted, but I can't put my finger on why.

Boom!

There was a flash outside the window, followed by thunder.

The sound of raindrops hitting the window brought with it the damp smell that is unique to rainy days.

"It is raining again?"

Qin Feng stood up and staggered to the window.

I wanted to close the window, but I saw the surging waves outside.

The area that was supposed to be the training ground had been submerged by the raging flood, becoming a boundless ocean...