USed to watch a certain IL-76 crew at Saurimo nearly every day. Pull up to the ramp, and while the aircraft was being offloaded and re-loaded, the crew would quaff a bottle of two of Russia's finest while sitting on coke crates playing cards. Used to make damn sure they were well out of there before I fired up.
Didnt feel like vodka powered Ivan and his 76 lurking somewhere behind me.