(3rd Update)

After visiting the armaments exhibition, it was naturally time for the banquet in the Soviet Union. This time, in order to entertain the Indian guests, Russian-style pork knuckles, Russian-style vegetable soup, flame-skewered chicken skewers, flame-skewered lamb skewers, Moscow sausages, Peter's meatloaf, gratin with yogurt mushrooms, and roasted Russian-style potato mushrooms were specially placed in turn.

Even knowing that they were Hindus, the Soviets did not cut the wine off the menu, otherwise the whole banquet would have been boring. Of course, for the Russians, the ultimate indispensable thing is the "Kremlin" brand of vodka used to entertain guests at state banquets, which is a weapon on the table of the Soviets, no less lethal than a 7.62 mm steel core bullet.

When the wine was on the table, every Soviet Defense Ministry official sitting opposite the official Indian delegation smiled maliciously. It was like a hungry wolf staring at a fat sheep, which made the Indian official delegation feel a little uncomfortable. The Ah San, who didn't drink at all, didn't know that the next banquet would be the real nightmare.

The Ustinov Rule, developed by Marshal of the Soviet Union Ustinov, believed that defeating the opponent at the wine table was the first step to achieving absolute psychological superiority, and this strange law still affects the top brass of the Soviet military and diplomats today. One of the best moves of the Soviet military delegation was to demand that high-strength soju be served at the banquet and then drunk in front of the stunned host. Although there are many people who are greedy for cups among the defense ministers and staff officials of other countries, in the face of the Indian delegation, which is nine times out of ten poor vegetarians, they have never been exposed to a vodka drink with a degree in their lives, and it will kill them in minutes.

Sure enough, Indian Defense Minister Kapoor smiled awkwardly. Said embarrassedly. "I'm sorry. Minister Yazov, we don't seem to drink much here. ”

"You're overthinking, Minister Kapoor. There is a saying that you don't know if you can drink it until you get used to it. If it's the kind of wine that can't be ordered, we won't serve it, it's not something a man should drink. Could it be that Indian officials are unmanly people? Yazov deliberately provoked Kapoor with agitation, he poured a glass of wine first, raised it and said boldly, "For the success of this deal between the Soviet Union and India, toast in advance." ”

Let's talk about it. Stunned by the Indian delegation, Yazov drank it all. They'd never seen anyone drink a high number of alcohol as casually as they drank plain water.

"Since Minister Yazov has drunk it all in one go, I will reluctantly drink a glass." Kapoor smiled awkwardly, reluctantly poured a glass, and then pinched his nose and forced it down. The strong alcohol flowed down the stream, burning his tongue, esophagus, and finally fermenting in his stomach, turning into a rush of heat to his head. Capper was knocked down by the sudden strength of the drink, and he almost fell to the ground without standing still. Fortunately, one hand held on to the table and did not fall.

"You can't do that, Minister Kapoor. If you pinch and twist, you will be punished with three cups. "Seeing Kapoor's poor performance. Yazov said that although he was old, but the spirit of the vodka nation was still there, he poured three glasses of strong vodka in front of Kapoor, and said, "Well, for the sake of fairness, I drink three glasses, and you drink three, how about it?" ”

Perhaps it was the blood that was provoked by Yazov's contempt, and Kapoor, who thought that he would not lose, also poured three glasses of strong vodka and said fiercely, "It's yours, Minister Yazov." I'll drink as many cups as you like! ”

The accompanying officer just wanted to admonish Kapoor, but was rejected by the other party, and he said resolutely, "You don't have to say anything, this has nothing to do with the country, it is purely a contest between two men." ”

Seeing that the other party had stepped into his trap, Yazov smiled slightly, picked up the wine glass and drank three glasses in turn.

And after Kapoor drank the third glass, he was already holding his hands on the table, a little unconscious, and the picture became a little overlapping in front of him. But as soon as the alcohol got up, he yelled at the Soviet military officials, "Come on, come again, it's not enjoyable." Let me tell you that Indians also have the ability to drink. ”

"Okay." The surrounding Soviet Ministry of Defense officials were all coaxing, and at Yazov's signal, they all toasted to the officials of the Indian Ministry of Defense delegation, as if they could not gain a foothold in the domestic political arena without getting drunk and drunk. When the Indian delegation saw that the defense minister was working so hard, they also turned their hearts to the Soviet officials and fought with the Soviet officials.

But how could they, who had never been accustomed to strong alcohol, be the opponent of the Russians, and the courage of the Indians seemed somewhat tragic and decisive in the eyes of Yazov.

Yazov is also a little blushing after drinking it now, and this time he simply threw away the cup, directly picked up a bottle of vodka, shook it in front of Kapoor, and shouted, "So be it, Minister of Defense." I drink a bottle of vodka and you drink ten glasses of wine, how? ”

"Okay, no problem." Kapoor, who was whirling with alcohol, laughed, completely unaware that his ten glasses of vodka were already a bottle and a half. After ten cups, Kapoor was completely brought down, and few of the other Indian delegations were able to get back on their feet. Either he was throwing up while holding a chair, or he fell to the ground unconscious.

Although Yazov was a little drunk, after all, his combat effectiveness was still there, and he looked at a group of guys who fell to the ground, and said mockingly, "I want to provoke the Russians with this amount of alcohol, and this group of Indians really doesn't know whether to live or die." ”

"It seems that in tomorrow's arms sales negotiations, we Soviets will be able to gain the upper hand again." Yanayev walked into the banquet hall and said happily as he looked at the mess of cups and plates.

"These guys are so useless, I can drink at least a dozen glasses in this state." Yazov, who was full of alcohol, shouted at Yanayev, and he shook the bottle in his hand a little drunkenly and joked, "You should really award our 'Kremlin' vodka with the Order of the Red Star, how much credit this brand has made for us at the wine table." ”

"Drink less, Comrade Yazov. You and I are both old people. Yanayev frowned slightly, and kindly reminded him that he did not want to die of alcohol-related illnesses like other Russians. At least the current Russia cannot do without him.

"I can still drink, Comrade Yanayev." Yazov finally couldn't stand still, sat down in his chair, and said with some nonsense, "I can still fight, as long as the motherland still needs my stomach." (To be continued.) )