Song I'm Listening To : Oasis - Wonderwall
well. field camp is over. and my honest opinion of it... its actually very fun, excluding the night spent sleeping in a soaked basha (a tent to normal people. made from 2 groundsheets stuck to the ground with 2 poles and 4 pegs). tym for more details.
Day 1/2/3 (2nd to 4th May)
Went to the 1st campsite (which happens to look like a rubber plantation) and began our first pitching of bashas. after all the pitching, we had our 1st ever meal of field rations, a rough impression of all the food we wuld b having over the next 7 days out in da field. to many, the food actually tasted rather nice. but to a few people, there were plenty of complains to be heard throughout field camp. over the next 2 days at this rubber plantation campsite, we had many field lessons and practised tactical movements (which involve crawling around in ant infested patches, patches of grass which people from a certain platoon pee-ed into). all these came to an end with a test that tested our ability to work in a group and handle situations like artillery strikes and other such things. we then packed up our stuff and prepared to head to the next campsite (a 8km march at night)
Day 4/5 (5th to 6th May)
the night before was when we came to this campsite. during the night march, a person fell out for some heat exhaustion thingy. tink it was heat stroke. had to be heli-evac to CGH. yea, luckily for us, when we reached there, the weather was supposedly Cat 1(meaning thunderstorm) and so we were asked to sleep in the buildings there. this campsite was made to look like a village thus there were buildings in the area. when day 4 began, we had 2 start pitching our bashas again. since my platoon was the duty platoon, we were tasked with the job to dig shit holes (holes which u shit in duh). halfway through our rigorous digging process, it turned Cat 1 again, and this time, it really poured. first we were asked to hide in our bashas. but this experience taught us that probably the SAF never did test their equipment before declaring it waterproof. hiding in the basha made us feel as though we were still out in the open as rain juz continued coming in. causing us and our bags to all get totally drenched. that was when they got all of us to get into the buildings again. but without our bags. upon our return to the basha about 3 hrs later, it was all a wreck. there were even some bashas where the groundsheet on the floor was no longer visible. totally covered over by water that had accumulated. my basha was luckier. though my stuff were soaked, it still looked reasonably okay to sleep in. so our 1st night at the campsite involved us sleeping in a soaked up basha with our own wet uniforms. then came the 2nd day, the day that we all were looking forward to. it was the "technical break" (which simulates the time where we get extracted from war back to safe zone to relax) where we were allowed to wash our stuff, relax, talk cock with each other and sleep loads in the buildings. the night was also in the building.
Day 6 (7th May)
this day, we headed out to our last campsite. a reclaimed land. sounds good doesnt it. the sight isnt. the lack of tree cover meant that the area was an extreme heat zone during the day. the fact that the area was reclaimed meant that the area was suffering from a mosquito and sandfly infestation. hell yea. then we had to dig shellscrapes (which may look like a grave to the unknowing person) and yea, we had 2 sleep in them for the last night out in the open. but yea, it was fun digging that hole. lolx. actually, the entire day was spent digging the freaking hole. when u look from the outside of the campsite, man, the area looks like mass graves. the only problem was that we were digging em 4 ourselves. wad a sad life we lead. digging our own graves. yea. the night was reasonably okay. though we were lied to. we were told we can sleep all the way till 7am. but at 5am, artillery alert was sounded. man that felt so fucked up.
Day 7 (8th May)
after the arti alert, we had our breakfast and loaded onto the tonners to be transported to the BIC (Battle Innoculation Course). this is where, we were supposed to be exposed to real war like situations. we had to leopard crawl and back crawl 80m with live fire from a GPMG (General Purpose Machine Gun which happens to be the infantry's worse nightmare). after the crawl, all our elbows were in shit condition. abrasions hurt like hell. hu wouldnt get abrasions from crawling through coarse sand? man. it sure hurt. even now, my elbows look like shit. but o well, its the army. after tt, we had a march back to camp which was filled with enthusiasm as the thought of having a shower, lie down on a real bed, use handfone, haf a fan and a table to gather around to slack, came into our minds.
now tt field camp is over, i get to enjoy this extended weekend. but then, upon returning to camp tmr night, i will haf to prepare to go outfield for another 3 days for my situational test which tests our ability to work with strangers to complete designated missions. the people u work with will be frm ur company but theres this freakin high chance that u wun get to be with people u actually noe. tt kinda makes things harder especially if u get ppl tt r so enthu to go into command schools to the extent that they will do so much things to try 2 improve their chances but thus jeopardising the whole group of people chances.
well. field camp is over. and my honest opinion of it... its actually very fun, excluding the night spent sleeping in a soaked basha (a tent to normal people. made from 2 groundsheets stuck to the ground with 2 poles and 4 pegs). tym for more details.
Day 1/2/3 (2nd to 4th May)
Went to the 1st campsite (which happens to look like a rubber plantation) and began our first pitching of bashas. after all the pitching, we had our 1st ever meal of field rations, a rough impression of all the food we wuld b having over the next 7 days out in da field. to many, the food actually tasted rather nice. but to a few people, there were plenty of complains to be heard throughout field camp. over the next 2 days at this rubber plantation campsite, we had many field lessons and practised tactical movements (which involve crawling around in ant infested patches, patches of grass which people from a certain platoon pee-ed into). all these came to an end with a test that tested our ability to work in a group and handle situations like artillery strikes and other such things. we then packed up our stuff and prepared to head to the next campsite (a 8km march at night)
Day 4/5 (5th to 6th May)
the night before was when we came to this campsite. during the night march, a person fell out for some heat exhaustion thingy. tink it was heat stroke. had to be heli-evac to CGH. yea, luckily for us, when we reached there, the weather was supposedly Cat 1(meaning thunderstorm) and so we were asked to sleep in the buildings there. this campsite was made to look like a village thus there were buildings in the area. when day 4 began, we had 2 start pitching our bashas again. since my platoon was the duty platoon, we were tasked with the job to dig shit holes (holes which u shit in duh). halfway through our rigorous digging process, it turned Cat 1 again, and this time, it really poured. first we were asked to hide in our bashas. but this experience taught us that probably the SAF never did test their equipment before declaring it waterproof. hiding in the basha made us feel as though we were still out in the open as rain juz continued coming in. causing us and our bags to all get totally drenched. that was when they got all of us to get into the buildings again. but without our bags. upon our return to the basha about 3 hrs later, it was all a wreck. there were even some bashas where the groundsheet on the floor was no longer visible. totally covered over by water that had accumulated. my basha was luckier. though my stuff were soaked, it still looked reasonably okay to sleep in. so our 1st night at the campsite involved us sleeping in a soaked up basha with our own wet uniforms. then came the 2nd day, the day that we all were looking forward to. it was the "technical break" (which simulates the time where we get extracted from war back to safe zone to relax) where we were allowed to wash our stuff, relax, talk cock with each other and sleep loads in the buildings. the night was also in the building.
Day 6 (7th May)
this day, we headed out to our last campsite. a reclaimed land. sounds good doesnt it. the sight isnt. the lack of tree cover meant that the area was an extreme heat zone during the day. the fact that the area was reclaimed meant that the area was suffering from a mosquito and sandfly infestation. hell yea. then we had to dig shellscrapes (which may look like a grave to the unknowing person) and yea, we had 2 sleep in them for the last night out in the open. but yea, it was fun digging that hole. lolx. actually, the entire day was spent digging the freaking hole. when u look from the outside of the campsite, man, the area looks like mass graves. the only problem was that we were digging em 4 ourselves. wad a sad life we lead. digging our own graves. yea. the night was reasonably okay. though we were lied to. we were told we can sleep all the way till 7am. but at 5am, artillery alert was sounded. man that felt so fucked up.
Day 7 (8th May)
after the arti alert, we had our breakfast and loaded onto the tonners to be transported to the BIC (Battle Innoculation Course). this is where, we were supposed to be exposed to real war like situations. we had to leopard crawl and back crawl 80m with live fire from a GPMG (General Purpose Machine Gun which happens to be the infantry's worse nightmare). after the crawl, all our elbows were in shit condition. abrasions hurt like hell. hu wouldnt get abrasions from crawling through coarse sand? man. it sure hurt. even now, my elbows look like shit. but o well, its the army. after tt, we had a march back to camp which was filled with enthusiasm as the thought of having a shower, lie down on a real bed, use handfone, haf a fan and a table to gather around to slack, came into our minds.
now tt field camp is over, i get to enjoy this extended weekend. but then, upon returning to camp tmr night, i will haf to prepare to go outfield for another 3 days for my situational test which tests our ability to work with strangers to complete designated missions. the people u work with will be frm ur company but theres this freakin high chance that u wun get to be with people u actually noe. tt kinda makes things harder especially if u get ppl tt r so enthu to go into command schools to the extent that they will do so much things to try 2 improve their chances but thus jeopardising the whole group of people chances.
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