Stryker. In 71 I was doing the last of my time and was in a Med Bn. north of Nurenburg, Germany. at Erlangen.
I was fresh back from The Land of Sun and Fun and just putting my time in and wanted nothing other than to go home.
I had a Med profile, no prolonged,--- standing, walking, running, sitting, no nothing and was on convalescent status, that is why I was there, on holdover from my ETS and all I would do was NOTHING. I was FedUp and sick and tired of the Army's Bullshit.
The Lifers hated my ass as I had the rank to be one of them but wanted no part of them, I just wanted to go Home to the farm/ranch and be done with them. I was a Hurtin Bird. Fucked up and fed up.
I was assigned to the Motor Pool so they could keep me busy and out of their hair and told me I, as an NCO, would have to march the troops from Morning Formation to the Motor Pool in the AM. Pissed me off big time.
There were 9 men and me. I talked to all of them after hours as we headed to the nearest Gasthaus, where I bought the beer, and told them, "Here is how we are going to do it, all within the regs and wrinkle some skin, but they are all marching commands and within the regs."
The Lifers insisted that there were 2 columns for the morning BS, formation, 5 and 4 in our case, then turn it over to the NCOs to move their people to duty stations.
My first command was always,"Get your ass in position," and they would move to 3 ranks of 3 and we would then start off with a forward march followed quickly with a Left flank or left oblique, head for the second tree in that line, then Route step march and assemble at the front of the Motor Pool to fall out."
We would, on occasion, do a bunch of flanking moves and obliques around the PT stand or right at the CO and First Shirt only to change direction at the last second just to piss them off then the command Route step March was given and running around and grab ass was encouraged.
My troops were all over it. We were all Draftees but found a way to pimp the Lifers at their own game.
If I do say so myself, those troops knew what was going on and when we needed to be squared away, THEY did it.
We were sent to a Brigade Parade once and our Flanking moves were memorable. The guys had it going on. We sang dirty songs too and the Lifers were usually the butt of those songs but Jody lined up too. FM
I was fresh back from The Land of Sun and Fun and just putting my time in and wanted nothing other than to go home.
I had a Med profile, no prolonged,--- standing, walking, running, sitting, no nothing and was on convalescent status, that is why I was there, on holdover from my ETS and all I would do was NOTHING. I was FedUp and sick and tired of the Army's Bullshit.
The Lifers hated my ass as I had the rank to be one of them but wanted no part of them, I just wanted to go Home to the farm/ranch and be done with them. I was a Hurtin Bird. Fucked up and fed up.
I was assigned to the Motor Pool so they could keep me busy and out of their hair and told me I, as an NCO, would have to march the troops from Morning Formation to the Motor Pool in the AM. Pissed me off big time.
There were 9 men and me. I talked to all of them after hours as we headed to the nearest Gasthaus, where I bought the beer, and told them, "Here is how we are going to do it, all within the regs and wrinkle some skin, but they are all marching commands and within the regs."
The Lifers insisted that there were 2 columns for the morning BS, formation, 5 and 4 in our case, then turn it over to the NCOs to move their people to duty stations.
My first command was always,"Get your ass in position," and they would move to 3 ranks of 3 and we would then start off with a forward march followed quickly with a Left flank or left oblique, head for the second tree in that line, then Route step march and assemble at the front of the Motor Pool to fall out."
We would, on occasion, do a bunch of flanking moves and obliques around the PT stand or right at the CO and First Shirt only to change direction at the last second just to piss them off then the command Route step March was given and running around and grab ass was encouraged.
My troops were all over it. We were all Draftees but found a way to pimp the Lifers at their own game.
If I do say so myself, those troops knew what was going on and when we needed to be squared away, THEY did it.
We were sent to a Brigade Parade once and our Flanking moves were memorable. The guys had it going on. We sang dirty songs too and the Lifers were usually the butt of those songs but Jody lined up too. FM
