If they are still in the conference room and the two sides are quarreling, then it's normal. If the navy and the air force are in harmony, there will be people at the top who are worried.
However, it is leisure time now. In private, if there is such a contradiction, it will arouse public anger, especially now, in this bar, there are not only Air Force personnel from the Alaska base who come as exchange students. There are also several navies in the United States, and when they heard Craig's words, their faces suddenly became angry.
For Nathan himself, he didn't mind this kind of verbal controversy, but when everyone's eyes were turned towards his side, Nathan knew that he had no choice.
"Well, if we have to compare, how about we drink vodka?" Nathan didn't even look at Craig, and said to the bartender inside: "Bring me two glasses of Spirytus."
Nathan is a person who can restrain himself, but this does not mean that he can do nothing. For example, for drinking, if you want to infuse the other party, it is too simple.
Hearing Nathan's words, Craig's expression changed as expected. He watched the bartender fill the two glasses with uncolored **, and smelled a scent of alcohol from afar.
In bars, most people like to drink whiskey, which can be said to be a gentleman's liquor. Its alcohol content, depending on the brand, may range from 30 to 60 degrees.
Moreover, many people like to add ice cubes to it when they drink. After this adjustment, they usually drink to about 20 degrees in their mouths.
Vodka is different. It is a spirit, especially the Spirytus that Nathan wants. This is a rectified vodka produced in Poland. It has an alcohol content of 96. If it is stuffed into a car tank, it can be used as fuel. Yes, this thing is pure alcohol.
He wanted to laugh at Nathan, who knew that Nathan would either not drink, but would drink hard liquor!
"Just now I heard that our navy is a tortoise with a shrunken head. Then you represent your air force, don't be ashamed." Nathan pushed one of them to Craig's side and picked up the other.
Then, in the eyes of everyone, Nathan raised his head.
"Gurulu..." It's almost like drinking boiled water, Nathan actually poured this glass of alcohol directly into his mouth in one breath!
Is this drinking or drinking water? If it weren't for the breath coming out of Nathan's nostrils that smelled of wine, everyone would really think it was drinking water, and the bartender had been here for several years, so it would be impossible to cheat on Nathan.
Seeing Nathan drank it into his stomach in one breath, Craig was already riding a tiger, and he certainly couldn't admit defeat at this time!
Since Nathan is bored, of course he wants to.
Craig raised his wine glass, the pungent smell in his nose made him startled, but he must not admit defeat at this time, everyone is watching him!
When the alcohol ran down his mouth and poured into his stomach, he felt his stomach tremble violently, and it was already overwhelming.
He closed his eyes and suppressed this feeling forcefully. At this time, he must not give up!
These naval pilots are great in fighting actual combat? Drink him today and see how his confrontation rehearsal will be tomorrow!
The wine flowed down the corners of his mouth, and Craig drank slowly as he went back, and he felt that he would vomit at any time.
Later, it was almost in slow motion, and the vodka flowed into his mouth little by little.
Finally, after drinking, Craig covered his mouth with his hand and put down the cup. After a few seconds, he finally put his hand down. His stomach was churning just now, and he almost vomited.
"Would you like another glass?" On the side, Nathan said to him with a smile, just like a okay person, but there was a murderous expression in his words.
Everyone can see that Nathan is not afraid of drinking at all. Just drank fruit juice and just rinsed his mouth. Now drinking pure alcohol is just like drinking plain water. And this Craig, if he drinks again, he will definitely vomit. .
"Forget it, we still have a mission tomorrow." At this moment, another Air Force pilot said: "Drinking too much is not good for tomorrow's flight."
"Why? I'm afraid I won't fly a plane if I drink too much?" Nathan's words were still smiling, already sneer, which Craig said just now.
If you want to fight the enemy, you have to be in the field you are best at.
For example, if you are fighting a MiG, you have to take advantage of your own airborne radar and missiles. At the same time, you have to hang a jamming pod to interfere with their radar, and you must not rashly run up to fight close-range combat.
It’s the same now. If the other party wants to drink low-alcohol with himself, he has to drink high-alcohol, and he is still bored. It pulls him into the field where he is good at. If you follow the other party’s way, you may have to drink a lot to compare. Winning or losing is not necessarily an advantage, but now, the comparison is all at once.
For Nathan, drinking is nothing, and Lu Fei, before the crossing, had already accompanied the instructor to practice a mouthful of dried vodka during his training in Russia.
After crossing over, he inherited all the memories of this Nathan. He also knew that when he was alone, this Nathan also liked to blow vodka into the bottle, and he had already practiced it.
Looking at the other person now, Nathan knew that he would definitely vomit if he took another sip, so in order to avoid the mouth, he would definitely not dare to drink any more.
It feels so good to return the other party's words intact. Nathan looked at Craig, the other party already shook his head, but he didn't dare to speak.
Is your tongue big? Are you numb
Craig knew he was careless today and couldn't compare to drinking, and then he saw Nathan roll up his sleeves and stretch out his arms.
"Come on, since you can't drink anymore, let's beat your wrists again, how about?" Nathan was struggling.
Wrist-wrestling mainly depends on wrist strength. Wrist-wrestling is the first game that emerged in the United States.
Specifically, there was a formal large-scale wrist-wrestling competition in California around 1952. In 1977, the World Wrist Wrist Federation WAF was established, and the first World Wrist Championships was held in 1979.
This activity not only arose among the people, but also among the soldiers.
For pilots, this is also a pastime among amateurs, and it has meaning.
Early airplanes were directly controlled by steel cables. When the flight speed was fast, there was not enough wrist strength, and after a few maneuvers, the arms became boring.
Although it has entered the hydraulic era, many airplanes still have a large lever force. Therefore, the pilot's arm is also required to be strong. Almost everyone is good at this kind of wrist-wrenching activity.
Craig had no chance of rejecting it, and he didn't even know it was Nathan who was pitting him. (End of this chapter)