Chapter 304 Two drunkards: Listen to me!
"Fuck you, Village Sanlang, do you look down on me?! Drink it for me! What the hell are you keeping this little bit of wine in your bottle for?!
Damn, there’s enough wine to feed fish!
Are you fucking planning to build a fish pond? !
Drink it up for me!"
The central artillery tower of Xiaocaozhuang stronghold.
Qin Yangming stood on the table, grabbed Cunkou Sanlang with one hand, and held the wine bottle in the other hand, shaking the remaining liquid in the bottle and yelled at Cunkou Sanlang.
At this moment, around the two of them, a whole box of Fenjiu had been taken out, and the surroundings were filled with empty bottles.
The place where the two were originally sitting was even more wet, and the entire turret was filled with the smell of alcohol, which was extremely pungent.
"What do you mean by looking down on you? Drink it if you want!
My, the warrior of the Empire of Japan, my, the god of wine in Kyoto! My, I have to go to the toilet to work! "
Murakuchi Saburo broke free from Qin Yangming's arm, snatched the wine bottle from Qin Yangming's hand and poured the remaining wine in the bottle into his mouth.
"Baga, how can this guy drink so much?! Why is my body not listening to me?!
Why can't my brain function properly?!"
At the beginning, Murakuchi Saburo thought that he could get Qin Yangming drunk and then get the words out of Qin Yangming's mouth.
As a result, Murakuchi Saburo never expected that Qin Yangming could drink so much. Even though his body could break down alcohol much faster than ordinary people, Qin Yangming's body could not break down alcohol as fast as the alcohol was taken into the body.
As a result, the alcohol in his body had begun to paralyze his nerves, making it difficult for him to speak clearly, and some words came out without even thinking.
There were even cases where Japanese and Chinese were spoken mixed together.
Saburo Murakuchi felt that his mind was still clear, but he just couldn't control his body.
Even unable to control my mouth.
Saburo Murakuchi poured all the remaining wine in the bottle into his mouth. His body began to reject the alcohol because of the large amount of alcohol he had consumed.
Under the control of his body's instinct, Murakuchi Saburo's throat was tightly closed, and no alcohol entered Murakuchi Saburo's body at all. Most of it was stuck in his throat.
"Cough cough!"
Murakuchi Saburo choked on the wine and coughed out all the wine in his throat.
"Ping!"
Murakuchi Saburo swung his right hand violently and threw the bottle of wine in his hand away.
I don’t know if it was luck, but the wine bottle in Murakuchi Saburo’s hand was thrown directly through the firing hole of the artillery tower.
"Qin, drink! Keep drinking! Keep drinking!"
Murakuchi Saburo pushed Qin Yangming and sat back in his seat. He took out the last two bottles of wine in the box, handed one to Qin Yangming and put the other in his own arms.
Snap, Snap~
Just when Cunkou Saburo forgot that he wanted to go to the toilet and instead asked Qin Yangming to continue drinking, a sound of footsteps quickly came into the artillery tower.
"Muraguchi-kun!"
"Captain!"
I saw Shinta Takeshita and Duan Peng rushing into the artillery tower one after the other.
"No, what's going on?!"
Duan Peng and Takeshita Shinta, who were standing guard outside, saw a wine bottle being thrown out of the artillery tower. They thought something unexpected had happened inside the tower and rushed into it.
As soon as I entered the artillery tower, I smelled the smell of alcohol. Then I saw Qin Yangming who had taken off his coat, revealing his muscular body, and Murakuchi Saburo who was passing wine to Qin Yangming. On the other side, Ding Wei and Qingquan Muyi had already started to talk about their own things.
"Get out! Get out, Takeshita-kun, there's nothing wrong here. I'm working with Qin-jun and my friend. Let's drink, drink!"
"Duan Peng, get out. You have nothing to do here. Take Captain Ding out as well. Take Shinta Takeshita, your name is Shinta Takeshita, right? Take Mr. Kiyozumi Muichi out as well. I have something important to discuss with Mr. Murakuchi. Guard the artillery tower. No one of you is allowed to come in without our order.
Duan Peng, guard the turret and don't let anyone else in."
"Yoshi, Yoshi, Takeshita-kun, do as Qin-kun ordered. Guard the door of the artillery tower. Do not allow anyone to enter the tower. Take Qingquanmu and his group out... Also, arrange the troops. You and this Eighth Route Army soldier... um... there are officers in their troops. Find the officers of the Eighth Route Army and ask them to pay attention to the outer defense and do not let other troops get close to us.
Takeshita-kun, you should also send a team of people out and have the Eighth Route Army soldiers outside wear our uniforms or change into the Imperial Army uniforms and go out for patrol...hiccup...go out."
"Yes!"
"Hi!"
After confirming that the two were fine, Duan Peng and Takeshita Shinta looked at each other, and then each stepped forward to take Qingquan Muyi and Ding Wei out of the artillery tower.
Qingquan Muyi and Ding Wei, who were still talking to each other, regained clarity in an instant after leaving the artillery tower.
Ding Wei and Qingquan Muyi saw that the other was not really drunk and regained their clarity of mind. They were stunned at first, then laughed at the same time, and finally they each began to command their troops to strengthen the defense and arranged personnel to prepare for patrols.
Just kidding, Qin Yangming and Murakuchi Saburo drank to that extent, it was obvious that both of them would be drunk in the end.
In this situation, if Qingquan Muyi and Ding Wei also got drunk, what would the troops do?
If something goes wrong, who will command the troops?
Therefore, Ding Wei and Qingquan Muyi both have a degree in their hearts.
Neither of them were drunk, they were just pretending to be drunk.
Anyway, the two of them couldn't communicate normally without a translator.
Even if you get the other person drunk, you won't be able to get the information you want from him.
Moreover, if all four of them were drunk, and if there was any friction between the two armies, who would be able to deal with it?
……
After Ding Wei and Qingquan Muyi left the artillery tower, Qin Yangming and Murakuchi Saburo started drinking again.
"Damn it, this is the first time I've seen a Japs who can drink so much! If he keeps drinking like this, I'm not sure I can hold on." Qin Yangming is in a dilemma at this moment. Originally, he looked at the thin and weak appearance of Cunkou Sanlang, who was wearing a pair of glasses, and he estimated that no matter how much he could drink, he could only drink two bottles at most.
It is very easy for me to knock the opponent down.
As a result, Qin Yangming did not expect that Murakuchi Saburo's alcohol tolerance was not inferior to his own.
Qin Yangming made sure that he could get Cunkou Sanlang drunk while keeping his mind clear.
After drinking a bottle of wine, he immediately took off his clothes and began to quickly mobilize his muscles to speed up blood circulation, using his strong physical fitness to quickly metabolize the alcohol in the blood.
If just two or three bottles were enough to get Murakuchi Saburo drunk, then Qin Yangming's method was indeed very good.
But Qin Yangming never expected that Murakuchi Saburo would actually compete with him for five bottles of wine in a row!
The amount of alcohol consumed in this instant was too great. Although Qin Yangming had a strong physique, the amount of alcohol he consumed in a moment was too much, causing his body to have no time to metabolize the alcohol in the blood.
Moreover, because Qin Yangming mobilized his muscles to speed up blood circulation, the alcohol was transported to various parts of the body at a faster rate and began to paralyze his nerves.
So now Qin Yangming is also in a state of speaking without thinking.
However, Qin Yangming is huge in size and strong enough, so he has a lot of advantages in this regard.
At least, after Qin Yangming drank five bottles of wine in a row, his body did not show any rejection reaction for the time being.
At this moment, Qin Yangming saw that Cunkou Saburo had just burped and sprayed out all the wine in his mouth. He also knew that Cunkou Saburo's body had begun to reject the alcohol and that Cunkou Saburo could not bear it anymore. He only needed the last little bit to completely get Cunkou Saburo drunk.
"Yes, what are you going to do after getting Murakuchi Saburo drunk?!
What did I come here to discuss with Murakuchi Saburo this time?
Damn it, I can’t remember. Never mind, let me get this bastard drunk first!
Damn it, I, an Eighth Route Army soldier, can beat the Japanese on the battlefield, so there's no reason why I can't beat them at the drinking table!"
Qin Yangming felt that his mind was still very clear and there was no problem with his thinking.
But he just couldn't remember why he wanted to get Murakuchi Saburo drunk, nor could he remember what benefits would come to him after getting Murakuchi Saburo drunk. He even forgot why he came to find Murakuchi Saburo.
But there was one thing Qin Yangming was sure of, that is, if he could beat the Japanese on the battlefield, there was no reason why he couldn't get them drunk at the dinner table.
In short, it would be enough to just get Murakuchi Saburo drunk!
"drink!"
Qin Yangming took the Fenjiu handed to him by Sanlang from the village entrance, then unscrewed the bottle cap and poured the wine into his own mouth.
When Samurai Saburo saw Qin Yangming being so generous, he made up his mind, unscrewed the cap of the last bottle of Fenjiu in his hand, and then began to pour the wine into his own mouth, imitating Qin Yangming's behavior.
"No, you absolutely cannot drink anymore. If you drink any more, something bad will happen... If this guy is not drunk yet... Then I admit defeat... I admit defeat... What should I do after I admit defeat? Forget it, I'll just admit defeat first!"
Murakuchi Sanlang watched Qin Yangming gulp a bottle of wine into his mouth, and looked at the box of wine on the other side. He was worried that Qin Yangming was not drunk yet and wanted to force him to drink.
I already had the thought of giving up.
Murakuchi Saburo could already feel that his body's alcohol intake had reached its limit. If he drank any more, something might happen.
So after finishing this bottle, Saburo Murakuchi planned to admit defeat.
Although Murakuchi Saburo couldn't remember what would happen if he admitted defeat, he believed that no matter what it was, it was certainly not as important as his own life.
Admit defeat first.
Although Murakuchi Saburo also poured the wine into his mouth like Qin Yangming did, and even felt it surging in his throat, making it look like he was swallowing, in fact not a single drop of wine entered his stomach.
Almost all the wine flowed out from the corners of Murakuchi Saburo's mouth.
Qin Yangming's situation was similar. Most of the wine flowed down his body and fell onto the already wet ground.
Six bottles of Fenjiu, even if the glass bottles nowadays are not as big as those in later generations, even if there is a shortage of weight, it still contains at least four kilograms of wine.
Especially, the Fen liquor produced by Cunkou Sanlang is all of the best quality, with a high alcohol content. Even Qin Yangming could not bear to drink so much strong liquor in a short period of time, and it is impossible for him to really drink it all.
If four kilograms of strong liquor were really poured into the stomach in a short period of time, the two people would not have to think about talking about the matter. They should just go to their respective field hospitals.
"No, no... Mr. Qin, I, I give up, I need the toilet, the toilet is working!"
Finally, Murakuchi Saburo couldn't bear it anymore. The bottle in his hand loosened and fell directly to the ground. Then he quickly rushed to the side of the artillery tower and started to open the gate to release water.
When Qin Yangming saw that Murakuchi Saburo admitted defeat, he put down the bottle of wine in his hand and turned to walk to the other side.
……
"Muraguchi-kun, what were we talking about just now? I can't quite remember."
On a camp bed in the middle of the artillery tower, Murakuchi Saburo took out a box of cigarettes, took out one and threw it to Qin Yangming, then sat down on the camp bed, listened to Qin Yangming's questions who was leaning against the ammunition box on the other side, and shook his head.
"Forget it... Never mind those things, just smoke, smoke... Mr. Qin, you Chinese have an old saying, 'A little drunkenness can dispel all worries'... That's what we are like now.
Mr. Qin, if it weren't for this damn war, we, we would definitely be very good friends... If not, there wouldn't be this damn war.
Oh my, I must invite you to my hometown to taste the newly harvested rice.
My mother, the rice you cooked smells so good, so good... Mr. Qin... Why should there be war in the world?"
"Mr. Qin, I miss my hometown so much... I want to go home so much, I don't want to fight, I hate war... I, I, if there is no damn war, then I will definitely become a musician... Mr. Qin, you are not from the north of China, are you? Do you miss home?"
"I want to... I miss home, and I hate war... But you invaded my country... You killed our people and occupied our land... We want to resist, we want to kill all of you invaders, we want to avenge those people who died under your butcher knife...
We will drive you invaders out of our country... and rebuild a country where everyone can have enough food to eat, and a country that will once again stand at the top of the world..."
"No, that's not the case... We don't want to invade your country either..."
"No, just..."
"you listen to me!"
"you listen to me!"
(End of this chapter)
