oruacat2
04-29-2006, 02:56 PM
http://today.reuters.co.uk/news/newsarticle.aspx?type=worldNews&storyid=2006-04-29T124950Z_01_PEK134133_RTRUKOC_0_UK-CRIME-CHINA-CYANIDE.xml&src=rss
This story made me chuckle, because it brought back a humorous memory from my Army basic-training days. One of my DSGTs, a SFC Duncanson, was notorious for many reasons, but one of his favorite tricks was that at any moment hecould pop a CS gas grenade, throw it into our midst, and send our platoon scrambling to don their NBC gear. In the field, in the mess-tent, on patrol...it didn't matter...you had to be on your toes around this guy. Anyhow, once we were all crammed into a "cattle car", returning from a day at the firing range...the truck stopped for some reason (everyone, DSGT included, assumed it was a stop-sign).DSGT Duncanson takes the opportunity to run one of his "gas! gas! gas!" drills - pops another CS cannister, and drops it just outside the door of the cattle-car. Just as trained, the guys nearest the door who saw the grenade give the alert, and we all put on our gas-masks - a tough task inside the crowded confines of that damn truck. As I said before, my DSGT must've assumed we were at a simple stop-sign and would be underway quickly, but as it turned out, the driver had stopped to let another convoy cross, and there was a several minute delay. Thus, all that CS, dropped just outside the door, blew back into the passenger compartment of our cattle-car....and DSGT Duncanson was the only guy who DIDN'T HAVE A GAS MASK! Oh man, it was great...the crazy SOB gassed himself. All of us trainees were fine, but he was choking, gasping for air, tears and snot streaming down his face, cursing at our driver to "move this motherfrackin' truck!!". Well, eventually our truck pulled-away from the CS grenade, and as you can imagine, we were all severely punished for our rather insolent outburst of laughter as his misery. As I was doing the punative push-ups though, I couldn't help but overhear the other DSGTs busting his balls, and while I can't be sure, I think I heard Duncanson laughing just a little as well. :lol:
KD
This story made me chuckle, because it brought back a humorous memory from my Army basic-training days. One of my DSGTs, a SFC Duncanson, was notorious for many reasons, but one of his favorite tricks was that at any moment hecould pop a CS gas grenade, throw it into our midst, and send our platoon scrambling to don their NBC gear. In the field, in the mess-tent, on patrol...it didn't matter...you had to be on your toes around this guy. Anyhow, once we were all crammed into a "cattle car", returning from a day at the firing range...the truck stopped for some reason (everyone, DSGT included, assumed it was a stop-sign).DSGT Duncanson takes the opportunity to run one of his "gas! gas! gas!" drills - pops another CS cannister, and drops it just outside the door of the cattle-car. Just as trained, the guys nearest the door who saw the grenade give the alert, and we all put on our gas-masks - a tough task inside the crowded confines of that damn truck. As I said before, my DSGT must've assumed we were at a simple stop-sign and would be underway quickly, but as it turned out, the driver had stopped to let another convoy cross, and there was a several minute delay. Thus, all that CS, dropped just outside the door, blew back into the passenger compartment of our cattle-car....and DSGT Duncanson was the only guy who DIDN'T HAVE A GAS MASK! Oh man, it was great...the crazy SOB gassed himself. All of us trainees were fine, but he was choking, gasping for air, tears and snot streaming down his face, cursing at our driver to "move this motherfrackin' truck!!". Well, eventually our truck pulled-away from the CS grenade, and as you can imagine, we were all severely punished for our rather insolent outburst of laughter as his misery. As I was doing the punative push-ups though, I couldn't help but overhear the other DSGTs busting his balls, and while I can't be sure, I think I heard Duncanson laughing just a little as well. :lol:
KD