Invulnerability for Brutes vs Tanker

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14 hours ago, SeraphimKensai said:

In the FA, we woke up still drunk in our PT clothes in our vehicles in the parking lot so our Section Chief could come tap on the glass wake us up for formation. Use a portable electric shaver to shave quick enough so Top didn't blow a gasket when the BC showed up. Then we proceeded to go run 10 miles and sweat the booze out.

 

We didn't get the luxury of going to sick call for stuff like that as Smoke would literally tell you suck it up and if you could make it to formation you could make a 10 mile run.

 

Then again the Army was a different animal in those days prior to all the changes in the past couple decades.

There's actually a qualitative and quantitative difference between "Drunk" and "Alcohol Poisoned".

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8 hours ago, Paladin-6 said:

Some years later I developed kidney issues from that water...

Yeah.  The military is notoriously...LAX about sourcing their water.

Not a ding on you.
But you'd think that if the brass was going to pay $400 for a hammer, they could afford to spend a little bit more on sourcing safer water.
Hell, look at the Camp Lejeune debacle.

[Paladin-6]

3 hours ago, Hyperstrike said:

There's actually a qualitative and quantitative difference between "Drunk" and "Alcohol Poisoned".

Or, as we Infantry NCOs used to say, "There is a Fine Line between Hard and Stupid... And You (or That) is Far Across It!"

[Paladin-6]

3 hours ago, Hyperstrike said:

Yeah.  The military is notoriously...LAX about sourcing their water.

Not a ding on you.
But you'd think that if the brass was going to pay $400 for a hammer, they could afford to spend a little bit more on sourcing safer water.
Hell, look at the Camp Lejeune debacle.

Amen! Brother.

[Hyperstrike]

5 hours ago, Paladin-6 said:

Or, as we Infantry NCOs used to say, "There is a Fine Line between Hard and Stupid... And You (or That) is Far Across It!"

I left South Korea in '93, right after the new year.
Christmas Eve, a bunch of friends and I had to go pull a drunk buddy out of a bar off-post.
Dude had been living six months on a diet of ramen and alcohol.

He was drunk, angry and stupid.  We told him the Korean cops had been called and that if he stayed, he'd be drunk-tanked and then taken back to his unit the next day.  If he was lucky.

He was too drunk to care.

So off came our belts and he got carried most of the way back to post, hog-tied.

Unfortunately, we ran across a couple of Marine E-6es.
Typical odd couple.  Short guy, and a mutant giant.

They asked us to untie him and just give them a chance to talk him down.

Outranked, we simply sayd "Okay!"

It lasted all of about 5 minutes before the big guy moved his buddy out of the way and proceeded to rip the guy a new latrine filler (not the term I used, but I kinda have to be careful in what I say here).

He got the guy's unit info and was going to be calling in the morning.

We then re-trussed him, dragged him back to his barracks, tossed him into his bunk, then figured all the belts for a loss.

As I was gone less than a week later, I don't know what happened to the guy.
But I doubt it was good.

[Paladin-6]

5 hours ago, Hyperstrike said:

I left South Korea in '93, right after the new year.
Christmas Eve, a bunch of friends and I had to go pull a drunk buddy out of a bar off-post.
Dude had been living six months on a diet of ramen and alcohol.

He was drunk, angry and stupid.  We told him the Korean cops had been called and that if he stayed, he'd be drunk-tanked and then taken back to his unit the next day.  If he was lucky.

He was too drunk to care.

So off came our belts and he got carried most of the way back to post, hog-tied.

Unfortunately, we ran across a couple of Marine E-6es.
Typical odd couple.  Short guy, and a mutant giant.

They asked us to untie him and just give them a chance to talk him down.

Outranked, we simply sayd "Okay!"

It lasted all of about 5 minutes before the big guy moved his buddy out of the way and proceeded to rip the guy a new latrine filler (not the term I used, but I kinda have to be careful in what I say here).

He got the guy's unit info and was going to be calling in the morning.

We then re-trussed him, dragged him back to his barracks, tossed him into his bunk, then figured all the belts for a loss.

As I was gone less than a week later, I don't know what happened to the guy.
But I doubt it was good.

Dang!

 

I know what you mean about what Captain America would call "Language."

 

I had some similar experiences during my military career from 1983-2000, then 2002-2014. In one of my units we had a Specialist (aka SP4; Pay Grade E4) (age 19 or 20) powerfully built, real nice guy, and the son of a LTC in Special Forces, I mention that because the "Kid" had a "Certain Sub-Set of Skills" before he ever joined the Army. He was at an on post Oktoberfest when some runt in USMC PT uniform was making a drunken @ss of himself, long story short, our young SP4 was asked by an MP (Military Policeman) to assist him in detaining the @sshat. Things went "Pear Shaped" (as they do)...

 

The Marine laid out the MP, and our young hero got the Marine by his hair, trying to detain him with the minimum use of force... Scuffle ensued, and they both fell to the ground, during which the punk tried some "ninjitsu" maneuver, resulting in his face sliding down a chain-link fence, our SP4 was trying to prevent that and the knuckles of one hand got badly scraped trying to pull his face back.

 

Another NCO and I got called into the Provost Marshal's Office (military equivalent to a police station) to retrieve our soldier. He had a hangdog look; the Marine had received first aid from the MPs, but had refused to be taken to Womac Army Medical Center. The MPs were explaining what happened, and that our soldier was not in trouble, but he had to make a Sworn Statement (written). We had been called in to take him back to our barracks, and to let our chain of command know our soldier had been assisting an MP when the incident occurred.

 

About this time a fierce USMC Major stormed in the Provost Marshal's Office, though standing less than 5'6" he looked like no one to mess with. His companion is Proof of the "Missing Link" standing at least 6'4" I think his knuckles were dragging on the floor, Arms larger than my Thighs! Broad Chest, think the Biggest possible in the CoX creator. No neck, his massive head seemed embedded upon his massive shoulders and barrel-chest. Glacis forehead that would deflect a 120mm APDSFSDU projectile, such as could kill an M1A2(HA) Abrams Tank!

 

As the Major took charge, the Missing Link glared at everyone. That Marine Major was spitting out words like a machinegun laying down a FPF (Final Protective Fire); then he suddenly stopped, and stated, "Did THAT Occur during the Incident!?!"

 

He was swiveling his head between the damaged face of his Marine, and the skinned knuckles of our SP4.

 

Our hero tried to conceal his injured hand behind his back as he stammered out, "Uh... Y-yes, um, Yes Sir."

 

The Marine Major pivoted towards the US Army MP Desk Sergeant, and then the Major said, "Right. It Will Be a Courts Martial, then!"

 

The MP Desk Sergeant, myself, and the SSG (Staff Sergeant) with me, all started trying to explain that the SP4 was just performing his duty, under the orders of an MP (a PFC if I recall correctly).

 

The face of the enraged Marine Major suddenly changed. Smiling (simultaneously cheerful and intimidating), the Marine Major sated, "I only require a sworn statement from your soldier, and the military police. I meant this Disgrace to My BELOVED CORPS has squandered hi Last Chance! He will be Courts Martialed! GUNNY take the Prisoner to the vehicle. If he causes any inconvenience, or opens his mouth, ERRADICATE him!"

 

The perma-scowl on the visage of the US Marine Corps Gunnery Sergeant (aka The Missing Link) was enlivened with a difficult to describe look of Satisfaction/Anticipation...

 

The Gunnery Sergeant led away the Condemned. 

 

The Major was careful to not use "undue command influence" (at least not any more than he already had, his spine-tingling presence not withstanding) but he "suggested" that our SP4 "needn't write a book" just the unvarnished facts. Date, time, location, name(s), and the bare circumstances, in particular that our soldier's hand had been injured while apprehending the (soon to be Former) Marine; under orders from a US Army MP. He also got the MP Report Number; I don't think the Major was yet aware that an MP had been assaulted too.

 

I have witnessed Soldiers, Sailors, and Marines that were more spectacularly drunk. More egregious acts, and situations that came to the attention of more senior officers, including Generals and/or Admirals. I have never witnessed an Indvidual who was more DOOMED!

[SeraphimKensai]

7 hours ago, Hyperstrike said:

not the term I used, but I kinda have to be careful in what I say here

It's not just here in the civilian world, I heard TRADOC changed the vernacular so much that incoming privates no longer get called F... Face at basic, and about 95% of the cadences we used to call or any of the stupid pranks we played on each other would likely get us sent to the fourth floor now a days.

 

Korea over as Casey was probably my favorite duty station.

 

Your part about the Korean Cops and best case scenario that he be brought back the next day. 

 

I was an E-4 at the time with a couple other guys from my section and our E-4 KATUSA Hwang. We go downrange to a bar to pick up some ladies. Hwang brings us to a bar none of us had even heard of, a Korean bar. Hell myself and the other two from our section were the only Americans in there. This was not your typical Drinky Girl bar as that wasn't my scene. We're lining up shots of Soju and I even bought a couple rounds for the bar on my almost non-existent E4 pay grade. Evening is going well but there were 5 drunk Korean dudes that were pissed at us and came by and started attacking us.

 

Luckily enough I was a 2nd dan black belt in Taekwondo, and Hwang had been doing it before he could walk. The other two guys weren't the greatest in a fight. But the fight spilled outside the bar and we see the lights on a bus turn on and 30 KNP come marching off the bus with their bamboo staves. The 9 of us stop fighting, we know shit just got real. We all scatter and hide. Me and a guy that were just fighting are hiding behind a dumpster behind the bar.

 

After like ten minutes the KNP gave up looking for us. The guy I was fighting looks up and in perfect English says "That was a good fight, I can tell you've studied Taekwondo for a while."

 

I link back up with Hwang and the other two and we head back avoiding the 2 E-6 CP we saw figuring they might of heard about the fight from the KNP. We get back to the barracks with just some bruises and scrapes.

 

I'm glad the KNP didn't catch us because 30 guys beating the 9 of us with bamboo staves didn't sound like a fun time.

Edited April 22, 2023 by SeraphimKensai