Ph1 Week 9
The lull of the routine was broken in Delhi Troop with Baker and Gough getting into trouble for heckling some younger crows from their section window. The said crow had gone to his section commander and this said section commander then stormed to our Tp Office to apprehend the said hecklers. Apart from that, it was “carry on, normal jogging”.
We had more Live Firing exercises to prepare us for the Annual Combat Marksmanship Test (ACMT). We also did a night live fire exercise. As it didn’t get dark until about 2100, we were “hurrying up and waiting”. These expressions were so common at this point, it was met with amusement mixed with indifference from us. We took the prone position at 100m and directly shot right in front. 2 serials came before me so by time it got to me, it was completely pitch black. I took my aim and literally just shot 2 rounds a second and surprisingly, this worked. I got 9/10!
Throughout the week, we had more lessons on Law of Armed Conflict (LOAC), Battle Casualty Drills (BCD) and conducting person and vehicle searches. We then had the BCD test towards the end of the week with the guys who’s done it before in the TA and the biffters (people who’s been backsquaded from various places and then joined us) played as the casualties. We were given a patrol scenario and past the tree line was a group of casualties. When our section arrived at the scene, we immediately triaged who was in need of care first (the ones with massive bleeding) and then the rest. The casualties I had was K from 1 Section with burns and Bonsu in hysterics, obviously in shock but there was nothing really wrong with him. K had scorch marks, choking and difficulty in speaking. I gave him sips of water, calmed him down and then attended Bonsu. I wanted to box him to knock him out because he was impeding me from treating K but apparently that’s not allowed, neither is giving them a bear hug. Hahaha. Oh well.
On the debrief, we were commended by the swiftness of our response. The others had apparently flapped and were overwhelmed, probably by Bonsu going mental and distracting them. They also forgot to take out the Aide-Memoire that they were told to do in case of an emergency.
As if we were rewarded, the pool was closed for maintenance, which meant we didn’t have to go. Thank goodness! The previous swimming lesson we had was pain! I’m not very confident in water so I found that swimming is such a draining activity. I’d rather tab… in fact that’s what we did instead.
On the Friday, I checked my bank balance and although I got paid, I raged to find out that my pay was still much less than the others. When I saw the payslip, it turned out that I was still being taxed with Basic Rate. I queried it with the pay office and they said that although they got all the paperwork the month before, it took ages for HMRC to sort things out so this month was still in the old books. They assured me that this will be fixed next month and I will be back paid. *fingers crossed*
Back in 2 Section room, we started playing Poker to kill time. Hendricks’s bedspace still looked like an admin bomb had gone off every night but every morning they all disappear into his civvie locker. Meanwhile, I continued to munch through packets of Chilli Wave Doritos and provided newspaper (The Independent) to wipe our mirrors dry.
The week after, we were to go on Soldier Development Wing in Sennybridge. Jones and I then went to Sandes to see what we could buy. We were allowed to bring some civvie kit so I bought a shemagh and a thermos flask. With kit packed, onwards to Wales!