Looking at the large package that was being unveiled in front of him and the fifty bottles of whiskey piled up, the Korean battalion commander Li Douxuan fell into deep thought, while the Korean soldiers watching around all showed their jealousy.

You know, when they were having breakfast today, they drank boiled water, and could only watch the US soldiers in that regiment drank whiskey and coffee and other drinks.

The combat staff officer Kim Sung-ki, who followed Lee Doo Hyun, was a man who was good at observing his expressions. After looking at the Korean soldiers around him, he found that the Korean soldiers were all drooling. He immediately saw through the thoughts of these Korean soldiers.

Of course, Kim Sung-ki had no good feelings for the US soldiers and commanders who were usually domineering in front of him. Instead, she felt disgusted with them in her heart. Then she often ran to Li Do-hyun, the battalion commander, and complained that the US military neglected them, the Korean army.

At this time, Kim Sung-ki also felt that when he was having breakfast, he saw the American soldiers who were so popular and spicy, and he felt that since the Americans could drink whiskey, why couldn't the Korean soldiers?

At this time, Kim Sung-ki's opinion was that the Korean soldiers in their battalion had already left the military fortress of Hajieyuli and no longer accepted the control and humiliation of the US military. They can now drink whiskey openly.

Anyway, these whiskeys were accidentally dropped by the US military in this place, so they would not be so stupid that they sent people to give these fifty bottles of whiskey to the US soldiers who stayed in the military fortress of Xiajieyuli.

Thinking of this, Kim Sung-ki walked to Li Do-hyun and suggested in his ears: "Battery Commander, when we left Xiajieyu for more than an hour ago, the officers and soldiers of our entire battalion were watching the American soldiers drinking whiskey in front of us, while the officers and soldiers of our entire battalion could only drink boiled water, which was too unfair to us.

"And I also saw that after drinking half a bottle of whiskey, many American soldiers would rather dump the remaining wine in vain than let the officers and soldiers of our battalion drink even a sip. This group of Americans is simply too disgusting.

"Since all the people in our battalion left Hajieyuli, they have now discovered these fifty bottles of whiskey that the US military made mistake in airdropping. The officers and soldiers of our battalion have walked for more than an hour, and everyone must be a little tired.

"It's better to let everyone in our camp share these fifty bottles of whiskey evenly, and each serving of one bottle of whiskey can make everyone in our camp drink that sip. Anyway, if everyone has a sip of whiskey, there won't be any problem.

"In this way, it will not only relieve the physical fatigue of our battalion, but also greatly boost morale. Battalion Commander, consider my proposal, and the entire battalion officers and soldiers are waiting for you, the battalion commander to speak."

Just now, Li Douxuan, who was standing there, was thinking about whether to send someone to send the fifty bottles of whiskey found in the wilderness to Hajieyu and hand them over to the hands of the US Army Commander Madip.

In any case, the fifty bottles of whiskey in this large package were airdropped by the US military to this place. Logically speaking, they should be returned to them as much as possible.

Just when Lee Doo Hyun was hesitating, he heard the suggestion made by the combat staff officer Kim Sung-ki. After his careful consideration, he felt that Kim Sung-ki's proposal was completely reasonable.

After about two minutes, the commander of the Korean army, Li Douxuan, let the battalion commander of the Korean army, breathed a sigh of relief, nodded and said, "Okay, Saint Ki-jun, let the Americans do what you said. Since the Americans don't drink whiskey for our soldiers, then, let each of our soldiers taste such a small mouthful, which is a plea to alcohol."

After receiving the approval of Han battalion commander Lee Doohyun, Kim Sung-ki, who was very willing to fight, immediately called all the platoon leaders together, and asked each of the platoon leaders to receive a bottle of whiskey, and then gave each soldier in the platoon at least a sip.

As for officers like the company commander and battalion commander, the combat staff officer Kim Sung-ki finally left two bottles of whiskey and gave Battalion Commander Lee Doo-hyun a bottle. The other company commanders and Kim Sung-ki got a bottle of whiskey together.

Within less than two minutes, fifty bottles of whiskey were distributed. After the platoon leaders opened the whiskey bottle, they took a few sips of themselves before they gave them to the other soldiers in the platoon.

As the battalion commander, Li Douxuan observed around for a few times. He found that the Korean soldiers of the battalion he was leading were fighting with each other just to drink this sip of whiskey, and he couldn't help but shake his head.

Then he walked to the combat staff officer Jin Shengji, handed over a bottle of unopened whiskey in his hand, and said in a plain tone: "Sheng Jijun, I won't drink this bottle. Take him and give it to others."

The combat staff officer Kim Sung-ki, who had just drank two big sips of whiskey, saw that the battalion commander Lee Doo-hyun actually said that he would not drink his own bottle of wine and tie him up with others in the distribution camp. He was immediately surprised by Lee Doo-hyun's decision.

At this point, Jin Shengji asked in a puzzled tone: "Battleman Commander, are you sure you won't drink this bottle anymore, so let me share it with the rest of the camp? Wait, if I take it away and distribute it to others, if you want to drink it again, I guess there will be no drop of wine left in the bottle."

Faced with Kim Sung-ki's inquiry, Lee Doo-hyun replied in a firm tone: "Sheng-ki, I'm sure I won't drink it anymore. You should take this bottle of wine and share it with the rest of the camp. Don't worry, I won't regret the decision I made."

After hearing Li Douxuan's statement again, Jin Shengji reached out and took a bottle of whiskey that had not been opened. He turned his back and opened the lid. He took a few big sips of himself, then went to find the company commanders to drink together.

At this moment, Sun Lei, the platoon leader of a Chinese Volunteer Army who was lying in the trenches, was holding the military telescope in his hand, and saw clearly and clearly the scene of the Korean soldiers in the battalion fighting each other for drinking whiskey nine one kilometer north of the hillside where they were.

Moreover, what made Sun Lei secretly happy was that the Korean soldiers in this battalion were indeed hit by his conspiracy. Now, the third company of the sharp knife company might be able to capture the Korean troops in this battalion alive without spending one soldier.
Chapter completed!