These
entries are from the letters that Brandon has mailed to me. His writing
at times can be a bit difficult to determine his words... bare with me,
I do my best, especially with army terms.
Today
was grenade day. We took off after breakfast to the grenade range.
After safety training and a few practice throws we were all given a “go”
or “no go” by going through the motions and tossing a dummy grenade in
front of an instructor. They were looking to make sure we did everything
correctly and that we threw it far enough. I got a “go”, so after
everyone finished, all the “GOs” walked to the live range. I was a
little nervous while standing in line. We were behind a wall with a
roof, so we couldn’t see the range. We could just hear the loud BOOM,
BOOM. All my nerves went away when it was my turn. They gave me a live
grenade and I ran out to my assigned bunker. The instructor was there
told me to prepare and then throw. I hucked that thing as far as I could
and ducked behind the concrete wall…BOOM!!! It’s pretty impressive! We
then had to take off and get back to the original cover. After that we got to
watch the next person throw through a window and see the blast. Pretty
cool! Once about half of us finished, they paused for a bit and had us
run up the road back to our gear. When they resumed I was amazed that I
could feel the blast even though we were about 400 meters away and there
were trees between us. Pretty powerful stuff.
We
had MREs for lunch along with a Powerade & power bar from the gut
truck. It’s funny as soon as people start opening their MREs the
bartering process starts “Hey, I’ll trade you a poppy seed cake for your
pretzels” or “I got this…anyone want to trade…what you got?”
We
then went on to actually qualify with hand grenades. To do this we had
to go to 7 different stations and throw dummy grenades (using the proper
technique) at various targets and from various positions. (standing,
kneeling, prone). The last station had us identify 5 variety of grenades
by looking at samples. I was able to get “go” on all the stations, so
I’ll get an expert pin. Woohoo!
After
transport back we took a heat dump and ate dinner, then cleaned the
bay. We have staff duty as well as fireguard, so almost everyone has a
shift. I can’t remember the last time I had uninterrupted sleep. It’s
getting very annoying.
Overheard Quote: “Why are you so consistently fucked up?” (the 1st Sergeant yelling at PVT Home School today).
Pvt. Cock
Is Pvt. Home School who I think it is?
Tuesday, June 22, 2010 - 08:04 AM
Is Pvt. Home School who I think it is?
Tuesday, June 22, 2010 - 08:04 AM
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