Struggle in Russia

Shuvanov was angry, but the Cossacks were not vegetarians, and their swords were on edge again. It's just that this time Shuvanov was really angry, and he really wanted to do it.

Don't underestimate him, he is absolutely ruthless, even if he really suffers from a fight today, he can't help Petukhov, but he will have opportunities to wear shoes for Petukhov and Pugachev in the future.

Only this time, Shuvanov was disappointed again, the fight did not start. Because Petukhov gave Pugachev a "shock" when he went up, and yelled: "Bastard! I have repeatedly ordered you not to drink! You have been fooled by me! Look at you like this, how can you not drink?" Like a soldier!"

As he said that, Petukhov kicked again, and continued to scold him, "Get out of here, old man! Stand at attention!"

This series of beatings and scolding not only resolved the tense situation, but also made Shuvanov, who was full of anger, unable to explode. Naturally, he couldn't shake his majesty.

At this time, Petukhov naturally took over the initiative and asked, "Where did you die all day?"

Pugachev was like an eggplant beaten by frost and a mouse that met an old cat. With his head drooped, Pugachev replied like a wronged daughter-in-law: "I just feel aggrieved in the manor. Turn and breathe!"

"Go out for a walk?!" Petukhov snorted coldly, raised his leg and kicked again: "Just going out for a walk, and the smell of alcohol turned around? This is going to hang out in a wine barrel!"

Pugachev muttered without confidence: "I just took a couple of sips to moisten my throat..."

"What a lie!"

Petukhov kicked again violently: "I'll kick you to death, you little bastard! How much did you drink!"

Pugachev covered his buttocks and replied evasively: "I didn't drink much... just... just one or two bottles..."

Petukhov immediately made a gesture to fight again: "One or two bottles, just return it! Is it one bottle or two bottles!"

"One...two bottles! Conscience of Heaven and Earth, just two bottles! Didn't drink too much!"

"I haven't drank much yet!" Petukhov kicked over again as if he was so angry, and cursed: "It seems that Major Pugachev didn't drink well! It seems that I have to order two more bottles. right!"

Pugachev didn't dare to say a word, he looked more honest than quail. Not to mention that the acting skills of this nephew and uncle are really good, they work together seamlessly, without any traces!

Anyway, many onlookers of the third military police are already covering their mouths and sniggering,

Probably in their view, this is a typical case of alcoholics. Every day in Russia, there are countless similar dramas staged all over the country. Alcoholics really do everything they can to steal a drink. This kind of thing is not surprising at all.

It's just that Shuvanov didn't fully believe it. As a prudent person, he always doubted everything, even if Pugachev and Petukhov's acting skills were seamless and subtle, but he just remained skeptical.

So when Petukhov asked him: "Colonel, I think Major Pugachev should be punished by confinement for violating the prohibition and going out of the camp without permission. What do you think?"

Shuvanov's answer was: "Colonel, I still have a few questions that I haven't asked clearly. It's not too late to ask!"

Petukhov cursed secretly in his heart, but replied calmly on the face: "Yes, you can ask, as long as this kid is dishonest and dares to lie, I will beat him to death!"

After saying that, he raised his hand and gave Pugachev another "threat", which was completely Russian paternalism.

But these didn't affect Shuvanov at all. He asked straightforwardly: "Major Pugachev, according to what you said, he went out of the camp privately to drink secretly."

Pugachev replied impatiently: "Didn't I say it just now, I was just too drunk! How many times do I need to say it!"

Shuvanov nodded and asked again, "Then where did you get the wine!"

This question is a bit tough. If Pugachev can't answer well, it's impossible to get away with it. After all, Petukhov has declared a ban on alcohol and temporarily confiscated all alcoholic beverages, and Maple Tree Villa is an isolated suburb, there are no pubs at all, and no alcohol can be bought. Pugachev had to say where the alcohol came from, or there must be something wrong.

After finishing speaking, Shuvanov stared firmly into Pugachev's eyes, as long as his eyes flickered, it was a lie.

However, Pugachev met Shuvanov's scrutinizing eyes without hesitation, and replied calmly: "I hid it secretly before. Otherwise, how can I live without wine!"

Hidden?

Shuvanov didn't like this answer. He felt that Petukhov's influence and authority were absolutely unambiguous, so how could it be possible to hide wine behind his back without being discovered.

But Pugachev explained plausibly: "It's not easy to hide some wine. Find a place where no one can bury two bottles and it will be over. What's the difficulty!"

This kind of unconvincing statement made Shuvanov feel that Pugachev had a ghost, but the problem was that he had no evidence to prove that Pugachev was lying. So he asked again: "You have been hiding in the woods?"

Pugachev asked angrily: "Otherwise, can you hide in the latrine and steal wine?"

These words immediately made the Cossacks burst into laughter, and made Shuvanov and others even more embarrassed. However, he also knew that he would not be able to ask any more questions, but he would only humiliate himself, so he simply walked away and didn't bother to ask again. asked.

After Shuvanov and his party left, Petukhov asked carefully, "How is it? Have you made contact?"

Pugachev rubbed his head and buttocks, and said with a slight complaint: "Uncle, you can't be gentle, you are not the one who dares to be beaten!"

Petukhov said angrily: "Stop talking nonsense, what is your rough skin and flesh worth! Hurry up and get down to business!"

Only then did Pugachev reply sullenly: "We got in touch..."

He explained the matter clearly in a few words, Petukhov was relieved when he heard that the trip had been successful, and said: "This is also a blessing among misfortunes! If it is not successful, today Shuwano Husband is watching, and it will be even more difficult to get in touch in the future!"

Pugachev wondered, "Didn't you fool me just now?"

Petukhov snorted coldly: "It's fooling around, but this Shuvanov is by no means simple. I don't think he believes it all. From now on, he will keep an eye on us, and if he doesn't pay attention, he will be caught." He seized the opening. Be more careful in the future!"

What Petukhov said was absolutely correct. Shuvanov didn't believe that Pugachev stole the drink, so he immediately ordered his subordinates to strengthen surveillance after returning. Out of their sight again...