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Originally Posted by soutie
one thing i hated during basics was hand grenade drill,was bloody terrified of them ,we where on the border and one friday afternoon we had weapons drill,
some brightspark of a colonel decided that everyone should throw hand grenades well i told them oh no not me ,well an order is an order i picked this h26 grenade up held it in my sweaty hands proceded to sling the bloody thing ,i managed to throw it sideways its the quikest i have seen 2 major one colonel and a captain disappear 3 inches under the dirt,recovering from the intial shock i apologised for my clumsyness ,the major turned to the colonel and said you owe me 50 rand i know this guy he cannot throw an orange never mind a hand grenade ,the buggers we actually betting on me  |
Soutie, I'm still laughing!
My CO and I were observing grenade drill one afternoon when one the men dropped a live grenade. In an almost perfectly choreographed movement we both dove over the sandbag wall, me landing first, he coming down a fraction of a second later and knocking the wind out of me. The Sargeant in charge of the drill calmly kicked the grenade into the sump and pulled the hapless soldier to the ground as it went off.
As we both got up he said, "Sargeant, you've got dirt on your uniform." His uniform was clean of course as he had landed on top of me. He then followed up with, "you're getting slow, if you'd been quicker you could've kicked that grenade into the sump".
I paused for a moment and replied, "Slow? Well, I did beat you, Sir!"