3.14.2005
|8:04 am|
After long absence.... I am back... in one piece!!! Lazy to blog haha
But since I have POP( passing out), let me recall the life in BMT
1st week
Just fresh enlistees, so we were given a honeymoon period
No push ups, no tekan, no guard duties... We were just assuming that was life in Tekong....
2nd week
Learn some basic lessons such as some PT training, BCCT, lectures
Punishments have arrived...
3rd week
Pre field camp.. Thus a lot of preparation, and a short trail to the forest to learn about the different type of wire which can ward or slow down enemies attack
I knew that there is a wire that is not called constantine but concertina wire haha
Also we learnt about the camouflage... Whole face full of green and black and go into the forest to pluck leaves and branches to consume ourselves.. Then we were told to go inside the forest and hide and make sure we will not get caught by enemies....
4th week
Hell week arrived, we learnt how to squash a whole towel , with admin shirt and shorts into a small ziploc bag.... Time for field camp!!!! A long walk to the campsite and many fallout because they could not adapt to this type of walk.... Punishment began. We were told to build our basha tents, but on one condition---standardizing. every tent must be aligned if not have to re pitch again.... After hard sweat, it was done, we were told to wrap up our barang barang into the tent and our education tour began...
For more information, please read my previous postings.....
Leopard Crawl rulez!!!
5th week
The most happy week because it was new year so we cannot get much punishments
6th week
Rifle range lol, the most fun part of bmt, 3 days of outfield activity at the 100m range.... We got to shoot real rounds, shiok arh... Want to learn any position? Proning, foxhole, kneeling/squating, standing shoulder ... Night shoot the best cos I am better at them, illum target , flashing target..... Snap target watch your front......
Friday we went to throw possibly the one and only grenade throughout the whole life. The impact was .... impressive... I recruit blahblah nric no. right masterhand no sweaty palm, is asking permission to enter the bay.... Safety ring twist, safety ring pull, safety pin out... grenade prepared and ready to throw... GRENADE, 1000,2000......6000 boooom!!!! Cool huh... Too bad that's the one and only one chance..
7th week
SIT test, a test to determine whether you can go OCS or not
We had to walk 8km before reaching the campsite then walked further 4km to make up for the 12km... 1st day was just lectures and distribution of work... Some tekan because the sergeants were too bored..
2nd day we had to walk 4km fast march , tiring but shiok... then we had our missions to carry out, fun missions but the process sucks... Incoming, incoming.... contacted.. arti lifted.... ARTI, ARTI, ARTI then run like siao then do leopard along the road, plus sniper.. wah they had to carry me on stretcher so paiseh... missions ended early because got forest fire... then we were told to prepare a performance for O.C night... I must agree the performance was superb and we were basically the best.. 3 cheers for Sir fatley and Fafiz!!! A great night and we were expecting more the following day.. Day 3, more missions but failed all then we were sent back by tunnel
Reach at 6pm but we had to clean our rifle!!!!! till 11pm, really very dirty... yucks the sand....
Then friday we had to walk the 16km route march, can walk if there is no blisters!!! blisters till i cannot walk and it is just the beginnning....
Sat we had SOC, doing the low ram maybe bcos of the blisters i cannot run way so i jump improperly and ... sprain ankle... painful sia, walked home crippled...
8th week
Nothing much, just doing the Basic Assault Course where you have to back crawl in the mud water... Then A level results.....
9th week
Alot of rehearsal for the graduation parade, and the main event of the bmt, the 24km route march.... Long sia.. walked from 3pm to 12+ midnight, of cos include rest and dinner, new blisters again haiz....
Next day got SOC, i never do cos i scare sprain my ankle again...
Wednesday was POP yeah.... book out in joy
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