You and Konig sat at the bar, constantly mixing vodka and beer, joking and drinking, and the rest of the guys did the same. You were from Russia, and he was from Germany, so for you this meant somehow consolidating the security between the states.

When you were completely sober and didn’t even feel intoxicated, your opponent was already drunk, and in a drunken voice, sometimes changing the English language to German, he told you stories about Germany and life. His voice was a little hoarse, but pleasant and very drunk.

—Mein Freund before serving at this military base was ein Brauer und er brewed the best beer in all of Australia and Germany! Und er hatte auch einen Hund... This dog's name seemed to be "Shtefan", and this Hund war eine Rasse des Deutschen Schäferhundes.

You only sometimes understood his words in English with a German accent, strong in his drunken state, and you didn't understand any German at all. He patted you on the shoulder and laughed.