In the Army Now - The joy of the Armed Forces
I've never been a soldier. I was an air cadet once, but that mostly involved sitting in a mouldy hut learning about aeroplane engines with the hint that one day we might go flying.
Yet, anyone who has spent time defending their nation, or at least drinking bromide-laced-tea for their nation, must have stories to tell. Tell them now.
( , Thu 23 Mar 2006, 18:26)
I've never been a soldier. I was an air cadet once, but that mostly involved sitting in a mouldy hut learning about aeroplane engines with the hint that one day we might go flying.
Yet, anyone who has spent time defending their nation, or at least drinking bromide-laced-tea for their nation, must have stories to tell. Tell them now.
( , Thu 23 Mar 2006, 18:26)
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Joining Up
I signed up for the army at 17. The first 3 days of basic training were brillant - down the pub every night -picking up kit - sitting around smoking - no drill - not having to make our beds.
Then 72 hours into it everything changed.
The corporals and sergeants who obviously been acting went absolutely mental. We were sitting on our beds and they stormed into the room screaming to get changed into our running kit and to get outside. Thirty of us lined up thinking what the fuck was going on.
The commanding officer then walked into view and said
"Your dental records are inorder, you have been passed fit by the doctor, your pay records are inorder...now you're fucking mine."
We then were taken on a ten mile log run, 7 people left the next day.
In my 3 years as a squaddie nothing was as scary as that
( , Fri 24 Mar 2006, 11:18, Reply)
I signed up for the army at 17. The first 3 days of basic training were brillant - down the pub every night -picking up kit - sitting around smoking - no drill - not having to make our beds.
Then 72 hours into it everything changed.
The corporals and sergeants who obviously been acting went absolutely mental. We were sitting on our beds and they stormed into the room screaming to get changed into our running kit and to get outside. Thirty of us lined up thinking what the fuck was going on.
The commanding officer then walked into view and said
"Your dental records are inorder, you have been passed fit by the doctor, your pay records are inorder...now you're fucking mine."
We then were taken on a ten mile log run, 7 people left the next day.
In my 3 years as a squaddie nothing was as scary as that
( , Fri 24 Mar 2006, 11:18, Reply)
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