The scene for this little event was 5:00 AM RhyDin standard time.
The sound of a trashcan being beaten echoed down the Bunk room. Gabe and the rest of the Brass of the Deltas stood in the doorways and watched as the Fire Watch and Sergeant wake up the grunts.
"wake up you slimes....Get your asses movin..."
To the Deltas when it came to PT they called him Commander Blood.They scrambled out of their Bunks,held their rifle at port arms and stood at attention and waited for Gabe to pass by and inspect them. Once done he yelled at them for being 50 seconds over the standard time it takes to get ready and inspected. He punished them with an extra hour of PT.
"Platoon.....Fall in"
He yelled to them, he had them get in full Battle Gear, Helmet and all,rifle included.They fell in like ordered and stood there.Gabe looked over them and it warmed his heart to see the, like that. They were battle ready and ready to fight long and hard.
"Congrats you pricks...Today im taking eight of you and turning you into scout snipers.....Theres sixty of you this mean fifty-two of you will perish on this training....Anyone want to back out now..."
No one said anything they just stood there like stumps.The Sergeants looked between each other and whispered a few incoherent sentences and phrases.Gabe looked back to the Sergeants with a smile....
"Okay...First give me one hundred Rifle Up Downs....NOW"
Their dropped and had their rifles ontop of their hands and twisted the shoulder strap around their hands so the rifles didnt fall.Gabe smiled and then noticed one Delta in particular. This Delta was tryin to show the others up. Gabe was disgusted with this, but he admired the initiative.
"Okay Platoon...Stand tall..."
They got to their feet and stood fast.
"Okay Everyone but jenkins there is dismissed."
He hoped they wouldnt leave but if they did he was sure this platoon had no one capable of being a sniper.They ran off and looked back as it began to rain.
"Okay Jenkins give me your rifle and how bout somemore up downs.."
Jenkins gave Gabe his rifle and Gabe slung the rifle onto his back.The platoon stood as a flash of lightning struck over head and lit the area up. They jogged back and started to the Up Downs with Jenkins. Jenkins was surprised and looked arround.One of the others looked right at him.
"What I`m a grunt I love freezing my ass off in the rain..."
Jenkins smiled under his helmet and then went back to doing his up downs. Gabe saw this and got a big warm fuzzy feeling in his stomach, That was what he was trying to teach them since they arrived.
"Yall trying to make me proud out here tonight huh.....HOOAH!"
"HOOAAH' The entire platoon replied and was soon finished with the set number and stood tall and fast. gabe smiled to them.
"Okay boys...lose those rifles....and that Gear...you have ten minutes to get into your BDUs and be back out here.....Ready....GO"
They took off as he said go, they knew how bad it would be if they were late.They quickly put the gear and rifle in their Finger print scan foot lockers, completely theif proof even if you were a clone of a delta or a perfect shape shifted match. They ran back out, they left the blouse` to the BDU Fatigues and had their Box cap with the normal pattern,camo Green. gabe stood alread in his Fatigues, the only difference in his was that his had USMC across the front and had the Logo of the Marines.
"LEft Face.......Forward march"
The platoon followed him to the letter.They never questioned him for they remember the last guy that did so. He was sent home in a armed transport.Poor Hernandes.
"Double time March.."
They began to jog arround the base.
The time now was 6:01 AM Rhydin standard.
"Left left left right your le-eft..."
He began with a simple cadence, time to do what they always did in the mornings, two mile jogs.
"Left left left right your le-eft..."
"I lookin Good"
"lookin Good"
"Here we go...."
"here we Go"
"my grandmama was a 92......."
"my grandmama was a 92......."
"she used to PT like me and you..."
"she used to PT like me and you..."
"my Grandmama was a 96.."
"my Grandmama was a 96.."
"she did her PT just for kicks...."
"she did her PT just for kicks...."
"My grandmama was 107..."
"My grandmama was 107..."
"The old girl died and went to Heaven..."
"the Old girl died and went to heaven..."
"My Grandmama was a 98..."
"My Grandmama was a 98..."
"she was side straddle hoppin throught the pearly gates"
"she was side straddle hoppin throught the pearly gates"
"My Grandmama was a 109..."
"My Grandmama was a 109"
"She had ol` JC doublin time.."
"She had ol` JC doublin time."
They coppied every word he said the whole jog.It was a Military thing, most people have asked why they do it when they are seen out jogging.gabe loved how they tried to be louder than him.
Time 7:05...
The Deltas were done with morning PT and were eating and chillin in the Mess Hall eating a nice warm breakfast but it was a well known Rule there that at first you dont eat the eggs. And after two weeks for any grunt he would be seen with a helping of Half baked Eggs, one sasuage patty, three strips of bakon, a biscut, an oragne apple or a bannana, a milk and a glass of Orange Juice.
This pattern would continue every day untill noon when they reported to Class for Classroom Instruction and then to their stations and doing what they were trained for.
Gabe took the saem platoon he took that morning and it began to diminish over time, two people were dropped from the Scout Sniper program every day.8 weeks of this grueling torture.To the Grunts this wasnt what they expected.This was Hell
The sound of a trashcan being beaten echoed down the Bunk room. Gabe and the rest of the Brass of the Deltas stood in the doorways and watched as the Fire Watch and Sergeant wake up the grunts.
"wake up you slimes....Get your asses movin..."
To the Deltas when it came to PT they called him Commander Blood.They scrambled out of their Bunks,held their rifle at port arms and stood at attention and waited for Gabe to pass by and inspect them. Once done he yelled at them for being 50 seconds over the standard time it takes to get ready and inspected. He punished them with an extra hour of PT.
"Platoon.....Fall in"
He yelled to them, he had them get in full Battle Gear, Helmet and all,rifle included.They fell in like ordered and stood there.Gabe looked over them and it warmed his heart to see the, like that. They were battle ready and ready to fight long and hard.
"Congrats you pricks...Today im taking eight of you and turning you into scout snipers.....Theres sixty of you this mean fifty-two of you will perish on this training....Anyone want to back out now..."
No one said anything they just stood there like stumps.The Sergeants looked between each other and whispered a few incoherent sentences and phrases.Gabe looked back to the Sergeants with a smile....
"Okay...First give me one hundred Rifle Up Downs....NOW"
Their dropped and had their rifles ontop of their hands and twisted the shoulder strap around their hands so the rifles didnt fall.Gabe smiled and then noticed one Delta in particular. This Delta was tryin to show the others up. Gabe was disgusted with this, but he admired the initiative.
"Okay Platoon...Stand tall..."
They got to their feet and stood fast.
"Okay Everyone but jenkins there is dismissed."
He hoped they wouldnt leave but if they did he was sure this platoon had no one capable of being a sniper.They ran off and looked back as it began to rain.
"Okay Jenkins give me your rifle and how bout somemore up downs.."
Jenkins gave Gabe his rifle and Gabe slung the rifle onto his back.The platoon stood as a flash of lightning struck over head and lit the area up. They jogged back and started to the Up Downs with Jenkins. Jenkins was surprised and looked arround.One of the others looked right at him.
"What I`m a grunt I love freezing my ass off in the rain..."
Jenkins smiled under his helmet and then went back to doing his up downs. Gabe saw this and got a big warm fuzzy feeling in his stomach, That was what he was trying to teach them since they arrived.
"Yall trying to make me proud out here tonight huh.....HOOAH!"
"HOOAAH' The entire platoon replied and was soon finished with the set number and stood tall and fast. gabe smiled to them.
"Okay boys...lose those rifles....and that Gear...you have ten minutes to get into your BDUs and be back out here.....Ready....GO"
They took off as he said go, they knew how bad it would be if they were late.They quickly put the gear and rifle in their Finger print scan foot lockers, completely theif proof even if you were a clone of a delta or a perfect shape shifted match. They ran back out, they left the blouse` to the BDU Fatigues and had their Box cap with the normal pattern,camo Green. gabe stood alread in his Fatigues, the only difference in his was that his had USMC across the front and had the Logo of the Marines.
"LEft Face.......Forward march"
The platoon followed him to the letter.They never questioned him for they remember the last guy that did so. He was sent home in a armed transport.Poor Hernandes.
"Double time March.."
They began to jog arround the base.
The time now was 6:01 AM Rhydin standard.
"Left left left right your le-eft..."
He began with a simple cadence, time to do what they always did in the mornings, two mile jogs.
"Left left left right your le-eft..."
"I lookin Good"
"lookin Good"
"Here we go...."
"here we Go"
"my grandmama was a 92......."
"my grandmama was a 92......."
"she used to PT like me and you..."
"she used to PT like me and you..."
"my Grandmama was a 96.."
"my Grandmama was a 96.."
"she did her PT just for kicks...."
"she did her PT just for kicks...."
"My grandmama was 107..."
"My grandmama was 107..."
"The old girl died and went to Heaven..."
"the Old girl died and went to heaven..."
"My Grandmama was a 98..."
"My Grandmama was a 98..."
"she was side straddle hoppin throught the pearly gates"
"she was side straddle hoppin throught the pearly gates"
"My Grandmama was a 109..."
"My Grandmama was a 109"
"She had ol` JC doublin time.."
"She had ol` JC doublin time."
They coppied every word he said the whole jog.It was a Military thing, most people have asked why they do it when they are seen out jogging.gabe loved how they tried to be louder than him.
Time 7:05...
The Deltas were done with morning PT and were eating and chillin in the Mess Hall eating a nice warm breakfast but it was a well known Rule there that at first you dont eat the eggs. And after two weeks for any grunt he would be seen with a helping of Half baked Eggs, one sasuage patty, three strips of bakon, a biscut, an oragne apple or a bannana, a milk and a glass of Orange Juice.
This pattern would continue every day untill noon when they reported to Class for Classroom Instruction and then to their stations and doing what they were trained for.
Gabe took the saem platoon he took that morning and it began to diminish over time, two people were dropped from the Scout Sniper program every day.8 weeks of this grueling torture.To the Grunts this wasnt what they expected.This was Hell