unforgettable moments in NS
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I do miss the good leaders that I had.
my BMTC OC, PC and PS
the Signal Fmn Sgt Maj
my SI CO and some of the Head of Branches, a couple of the PCs and some of the CSMs
2 Sig CO & RSM, and the Trg WO
possibly some others who i can't remember at the moment. But im glad that not all the bosses were Fuckwits. -
my platoon doing training. section 2 doing a leapfrog up the hill. They had gone all the way to near the top when it ws time for the charge. The 1st guy in the section stands up, and his belt snaps. His pants which were too big then slides down his legs, and we have a platoonmate charging the enemy, pants around his ankles, left hand trying to pull it up, right hand on rifle, half hopping half charging, screaming "Charrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrge!!!", the rest of his section down in heaps of laughter on the ground behind him, my sergants down in fits of laughter, and the rest of us watching sections totally dying of laughter.
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I was a medic.....
Three months after my unit returned from Brunei the whole battalion had to go for blood tests. I guess that's the SOP when you return from overseas trip.
I drew blood from this garang gung-ho fella......
He fainted at the sight of his own blood.
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wah. the guy is great man. already understood the use of psyops against the enemy!Originally posted by HENG@:my platoon doing training. section 2 doing a leapfrog up the hill. They had gone all the way to near the top when it ws time for the charge. The 1st guy in the section stands up, and his belt snaps. His pants which were too big then slides down his legs, and we have a platoonmate charging the enemy, pants around his ankles, left hand trying to pull it up, right hand on rifle, half hopping half charging, screaming "Charrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrge!!!", the rest of his section down in heaps of laughter on the ground behind him, my sergants down in fits of laughter, and the rest of us watching sections totally dying of laughter. -
Returning from Ex Lancer was very unforgettable for me - a huge culture shock (wasn't prepared for it) & significant fitness improvement (didn't realize it).
Imagine being 5 weeks away from civilization (plus spending R&R doing area-cleaning in another camp), & then suddenly boarding a SQ plane & seeing those Singapore Girls ... Man, talk about being self-conscious with 600+ pair of eyes oogling at them!
I was awashed with emotions during the landing approach, then - most vivid of all - felt completely alienated after clearing customs. The world outside was functioning as per normal, as if my epiphanic super-siong jungle training was for naught. Worse, my unit didn't organize any transport - turned out they had no idea when I'll be back! Talk about reverse-AWOL!
Left improvising on my own, I had to roundabout-phone my unit (didn't have its phone no. with me) & apply verbally for emergency leave. The disbelieving COS wanted me to head back to camp to clarify my status (he thought I was posted out for good); the battery was out in the field & he didn't wanna take responsibility. I cut him off "urgently" - first time I unequivocally disobeyed the chain of command - &, clutching my Ali-baba bag, ran searching for the 3-tonner transporting the other attached personnel. They agree to tompang me, the dropped me off along the PIE near my home in Tampines. Slept for 14 hours straight.
Everyone commented how "harder" I looked when I returned to camp - weight loss, sunken cheeks, dazed look - but things didn't sink in until I ran the SOC in 8:32 a few days later. That's an improvement by 40+ seconds & I wasn't even panting heavily like usual. -
Originally posted by wuming78:wah. the guy is great man. already understood the use of psyops against the enemy!
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u took an SQ flight to lancer? and you sounded like you went there all by yourself.Originally posted by Moxie:Returning from Ex Lancer was very unforgettable for me - a huge culture shock (wasn't prepared for it) & significant fitness improvement (didn't realize it).
Imagine being 5 weeks away from civilization (plus spending R&R doing area-cleaning in another camp), & then suddenly boarding a SQ plane & seeing those Singapore Girls ... Man, talk about being self-conscious with 600+ pair of eyes oogling at them!
I was awashed with emotions during the landing approach, then - most vivid of all - felt completely alienated after clearing customs. The world outside was functioning as per normal, as if my epiphanic super-siong jungle training was for naught. Worse, my unit didn't organize any transport - turned out they had no idea when I'll be back! Talk about reverse-AWOL!
Left improvising on my own, I had to roundabout-phone my unit (didn't have its phone no. with me) & apply verbally for emergency leave. The disbelieving COS wanted me to head back to camp to clarify my status (he thought I was posted out for good); the battery was out in the field & he didn't wanna take responsibility. I cut him off "urgently" - first time I unequivocally disobeyed the chain of command - &, clutching my Ali-baba bag, ran searching for the 3-tonner transporting the other attached personnel. They agree to tompang me, the dropped me off along the PIE near my home in Tampines. Slept for 14 hours straight.
Everyone commented how "harder" I looked when I returned to camp - weight loss, sunken cheeks, dazed look - but things didn't sink in until I ran the SOC in 8:32 a few days later. That's an improvement by 40+ seconds & I wasn't even panting heavily like usual. -
Why not possible leh? I went to ROC ( forgotten which year ) as a NSmen in a B747. Guess how many of us in that plane? Only 23! Excluding those chio babes flight stewardessOriginally posted by wuming78:u took an SQ flight to lancer? and you sounded like you went there all by yourself. -
my whole ns experience is unforgettable lor... whether it's the lazing around in camp or the siong outfields, these memories will be wif me for life...
as for the more memorable moments, there is the swamp walk in brunei. imagine stepping into a swamp tt reaches ur knee and for some, their thighs, the moment we stepped off the boat. a 10 metres distance can take 5 minutes. then spent the night sleeping while sitting on tree roots and watching the tide rising slowly and worse still, it began to rain... really unforgettable. it's easily one of my most miserable night of my life so far...
there is also the open country navex during my course. we topoed and covered at least 40 clicks for tt exercise alone. it is after all, an open country navex... unforgettable
there is also the cst pow phase and the nasi lemak after tt... unforgettable
and the atec in roc, the slacking in camp after roc... unforgettable... -
nothing i consider unforgettable or memorable. just another job to me.
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During BMT fieldcamp, rained 7 out of 7 days. on the 5th day night, due to some delay we reached the new camp site only at 11pm, the weather looked clear so our sergeants think we need not pitch basha since it was late. we laid ground sheet and slept.
at 3am+, it rained heavily with high winds blowing, i was in reclaimed land, we really shivered cold and can't sleep. Slowly, we congregated and lit all the remainining solid fuel we had left.... also cooking milo and other hot drinks. we gathered round the fire and passed the mess mugs of hot drinks around. we suffered together but in the suffering still could find comfort among us.
In taiwan during their winter time, the moment we arrive it was sunny but when we reached camp, it just became cloudy and rainy and remained so for the next 2 weeks. During Navex exercise, we braved the rain and cold, though tired we cannot stop as it would mean bringing our body temperature down. Our uniforms are wet at night and sleeping meant shivering all night long. Once again, i was with the same friends that suffered thru the BMT fieldcamp. again, we cooked the combat rations and hot drinks with loads of oranges given by locals. haha.
Once again, we forge very strong friendship despite testing times.
When we had our non-tact break after 2 weeks, the sun appeared again it was warm dry. We are so happy to have felt warmth after 2 weeks that we ran out of bunk to their parade square to bask in the sun. haha. -
i must agree that the friends whom you go through the most miserable of times with, suffering together, making jokes of the worst of situations, helping one another, are usually your best buddies, and those times are likely to be the most memorable ones, rather than the times when you all had fun together!Originally posted by Ponders:...our sergeants think we need not pitch basha since it was late. we laid ground sheet and slept.
....Our uniforms are wet at night and sleeping meant shivering all night long.
but i must ask: your sergeants asked you all NOT to pitch basha? that is weird, cos they are supposed to make life difficult for you (including doing extra work like pitching basha).
and you all slept in wet uniforms? isn't it supposed to be that we have to keep a set of clean uniforms in our fieldpacks for sleeping purposes, and to wear back the wet uniforms (eeeww.... ) only in the day? or u mean all your fieldpacks and the contents got wet too? -
u took an SQ flight to lancer? and you sounded like you went there all by yourself.
Huh? There's usually 3 ways of aerial commute for servicemen: via the C130, via commercial plane "by nominal roll" (i.e. back gate) or, more rarely, via commercial plane by passport.
I flew commercial (SIA & China Airlines) to Starlight twice later, both "by nominal roll" with the rest of the unit. The infantry BN did the same for Lancer, except for we attached personnel & some senior commanders who checked in normally - with passports - for the same flight. FYI Full access to duty-free shopping during the return trip too, unlike the men who had to order liquor & cigarettes through their RSM.
My attached Arty group was a hodgepodge of regulars/NSFs (a FSO & TA from W SA, a TA from X SA, a FO from Y SA, plus a full FSO team from Z SA) & I only knew one of them from my SOAY-course days. So, yeah, I guess there was a lot of autonomy. The only thing my unit did was to get a Land Rover to drive me to, inexplicably, the rendezvous camp that was furthest away from Changi Airport! ~lol~
In fact, I ended up so "latchkey-ed" that I had to fight entirely on my own for the owed off-in-lieu's. The senior officer of that Arty group - one of 2 regular CPTs - verbally agreed to back up everyone's claim for 9.5 days' off (5 Saturdays & 5 Sundays) but failed to follow up on returning. I pleaded in vain for my BC to contact him, while my BC in turn sought to bargain down to 2 days as a "magnanimous internal solution". Things was left in limbo until the unit ORD'd &, as the old bird, I was able to "manipulate" the newly posted-in officers into honoring the quota ~wink~ -
oh yeah i remember 1 now.
back in BMT, got once i woke up at 2am, the fuckers from raven or pegasus used the basketball court but didn't turn off the lights. i got fed up and went down to turn off the lights (in CV and slippers and all), just as i opened the bunk door, i was greeted by the sight of LOTS of birds just sitting on the railings.
that was incredibly beautiful. either they haven't learned to fear humans yet, or they just couldn't be bothered with me, i managed to reach out to pat a few.
but that made them all flew away
u know the advert on tv about this super slim tv where there's a tree then suddenly they flew away and you realise they're birds?
it was something like that. the entire 2nd floor from orion to ninja was filled with birds -
must be quite a sight.
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The most unforgetable: ROC stint during R&R...after a prolong 2 week stint in the field, we thought we were going to at decent hotel but as it turned out we had to stay in a freaking 'Love' Hotel..complete with Heart shaped bed for the 4 of us.... ..it had a remote to go to vibrating mode too plus the 24 hours all you can watch porn!!!
Normally that would be damn shiok for a soldier after 2 weeks of never seeing any woman but after seeing some humans doing it with some animals you tend too lean towards the bath tub more and getting yourself cleaned
Hilarious moment was when the platoon walked into the hotel lobby and scared the shit out of all the ...'patrons'..must think we were a bunch of gays or something LOL!!!
P.S. We ended up sleeping on the floor looking up at the mirrored ceiling...the bed was too freaky.. -
You have just wasted a chance to cook bird curry for the entire BMT school..Originally posted by nismoS132:oh yeah i remember 1 now.
back in BMT, got once i woke up at 2am, the fuckers from raven or pegasus used the basketball court but didn't turn off the lights. i got fed up and went down to turn off the lights (in CV and slippers and all), just as i opened the bunk door, i was greeted by the sight of LOTS of birds just sitting on the railings.
that was incredibly beautiful. either they haven't learned to fear humans yet, or they just couldn't be bothered with me, i managed to reach out to pat a few.
but that made them all flew away
u know the advert on tv about this super slim tv where there's a tree then suddenly they flew away and you realise they're birds?
it was something like that. the entire 2nd floor from orion to ninja was filled with birds
use ur gravity gun ..muahahahah leetxorz!
and suck those birds together...den click again...
drop all into the curry pot..yummy! -
definately during my bmt in tekong..
esp durin the 7 day field camp...
never bath shit for 7 days..
seeing fireflies when you are farking shack...
got punished together ...
bleah bleah...
sooo many ..
miss my bunkmates... my buddy ..
all seperated after pop...
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i miss my BMT days where the whole platoon will sings army songs where ever we march, especially to the cookhouse.
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during BMT, one of the smokers kena caught smoking w/o permission, then my encik(csm) fall in all the smokers & made us smoke 300 over sticks of cigarettes within half & hour, some more kena two times....
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