There are alot of threads here about irritating colleagues, how about irritating comrades from hell?

Lemme share with you the story of this bastard. Let's just call him A.
A was from my sec sch, so I have a rough idea of his character, but I thought he was nothing more than being withdrawn i.e anti-social. Oh, he's smart and fit, but he had a face of a goldfish.

He was in the same company as me in BMT, but because he was in another platoon, still no idea. Then he ended up in the same base as me now, and he sleeps in the room next to mine and that's where all the trouble started.
On the 3rd day of our new vocation, without telling the IC, A slipped away to advertise himself by volunteering to help the officers. We spent 0.5-1 hr looking for that bastard getting f
ucked all the time by the course commander. And when we found the idiot, he was let off without even a warning while we all got scolded for not watching out for each other.

This is a one-off affair you might say, and it is not for me to judge.....unfortunately over the next few weeks, incidents like these kept happening at irritating frequencies. The most recent was just last night when we were closing up for guard-duty, we were short of one, and whaddaya know! A was missing as usual. He had gone to toilet without informing anybody as usual and the IC was f
ucked again.
A volunteered to be level head, fine. Any Tom, Dick, Harry should be given an opportunity like this. Unfortunately this only served to show what a fine bastard he really really was. Before inspection of the rooms, A would check that we were cleaning up, fine. But it got to a point of him without even knocking, just barging into the rooms uninvited, and worse, planting his arse in the room like we owe him a living. He would look for dust and then he would tell us in the most obnoxious voice: WHAT IS THIS? And the he would say: CLEAN THE CUPBOARD NOW. As though we were slaves. Don't forget he is just a bloody chao private. That was bad enough and I used to hear things like that from his "slaves" and we would laugh it off. Then I became his slave. On my 1st day, I barely kept my anger from boiling over, on the 2nd day I walked out of my room after he sat on my mates bed for 1 hr! He said: CLEAN THIS NOW. And I just left, and when I came back 20min later, he repeated his "orders" and I said: NO, F
UCK OFF THIS ROOM. He leapt from his bed used his hand to clean the cupboard and then proceeded to smear the dust onto my smart 4.

I was so angry that my faced turned red and A was adviced by bystanders (watching the stand-off) to clear-out, which he did not anyway. So I cleared-out, and when the IC came back later that night, I was mad enough to volunteer myself as replacement for this crazy fella. I was given full support but I also met full resistence from the current level head. It took much hoo-ha to replace him. But I got sai-gang do now.
A does not fail to show his intellectual skills when he can. Admittedly, he is bloody smart, unfortunately the frequency he acts smart and the way he answers as though we are inferior showed he's just a prat. When we marched, he does not hesitate to try to influence the IC at a volume that's louder than a whisper. Yes, we communicate when we march by whispers, but we certainly do not say: TURN RIGHT NOW. Like the bastard likes to do, it gets embarrassing and it serves only to undermine the authority of the IC, which is pretty much a taboo. You gotta respect the IC.
The most tokong incident was also last night, we were marching down the parade square in front of the officer for the sunset parade and when our IC stopped to give the command to halt, the stupid idiot suddenly yelled: BERHANTI! and half of us stopped and the rear compressed into the front because the front could not tell that the command did not come from the IC and hence halted, unfortunately the rear of course did not heed the command and smashed into the front and so the result was much chaos and curses. And later was hell from the sir. All because of the bastard.

Well? What to do with idiots like him? None of us can seem to deal with him.