my friend kena stand by notebook..Originally posted by LazerLordz:Stand By Tyre..
Originally posted by stellazio:my friend kena stand by notebook..
sure got some question duno how to answer, ll knock it down.
Come to think of it...Originally posted by mr_sotong:the 1st thing to do is to put the weapon to safe during IA..
Priceless moment.....Originally posted by fudgester:Come to think of it...
... he may have accidentally flipped the switch to 'auto' instead of 'safe' on his M16.
Haha... honest story.Originally posted by HyuugaNeji:You people do not know how blur i was in the army. As i grow up studying on my own most of the time, i never listen to my teachers and to any instructions.
Back when the instructors were teaching us how to strip rifle or anything, i would just drift away and never listen to a single thing. When asked to strip rifle, everyone in my section strip it very fast but i am left with how to even open up the first rifle lol. From then on, i learnt my lesson and start to listen to those sergeants.
Lucky the other guy was a Group2 IC using SAR21. Lucky for him.Originally posted by tankee1981:Very close shave sia! Imagine its the SAW gunner lane you crossed...many big holes wor...
Usually the recruits are bluur or sometimes made to look farking bluur.I remember the time when section commanders would tie sticks to soldiers during drills in order to straighten the arms of people born with crooked elbows or unable to fully explain the Malay commands for easy understanding-In this case the corporals and Sargeants are the bluur ones.As for stripping weapons,even Ah Meng the orang Utan can do it with ease if she is properly instructed> The problem is is when you have NCOs shouting and trying to confuse the recruit -Which bring us back to blurr question-who is the real bluur.the instructor or the trainee?Originally posted by specfore:Haha... honest story.
Mine was marching. I had never been in any uniform group before entering NS. I was a boy scout when I was in primary school but that was it. My ECA in school was sports.
When I entered BMT, I really had difficulty marching in step for the first few lessons and got really whacked hard by the instructors. I was fit and one of the larger size guys in the platoon and therefore stood out like a sore thumb on the parade square when I was marching out of sync