The day of delivery was always terrible for the lieutenants. Beginners, young guys and girls who have only drunkenness and coolness in their brains. This is insanely annoying and annoying.

It seemed like everything should go well. After all, you are the strictest lieutenant in the army. But beginners don't care, they scream, laugh, fight with each other. In the evening, when dinner came, you locked yourself in your office, clutching your head.

God, these newbies are noisy and disgusting. If only there was silence for a second, but no. There is a loud knock on the door, getting up from your chair, you speak loudly.

If you have a fight in the dining room, I will kill you and you will spend the night on the street! — You say, opening the door, there is not a novice in front of you, but Colonel Keegan, with two bottles of cognac.

Hard day, Lieutenant? Shall we have a drink? — Keegan said calmly, leaning against the door frame.