The Mexican Chronicles – 20
A long time ago I was taught how to do these exciting things by my fellow countrymen. They had a lovely little obstacle course that had barbed wire strung low all over the place to poke my bum or elbows if I did not get it right, then when they decided we almost had it right they added a Vickers machine gun, from World War Two, firing hot lead just above the wire for effect. Needless to say I am very proficient in these fine arts but rarely have the opportunity to show off my skill at the office. The civilians already regard me as somewhat strange.
We did 82 mm mortar drills and generally this was a fun time for most of us, learning and firing new weapons from different countries, and then putting our knowledge to the test by teaching others. We were learning from all the different branches of the army. If I taught someone to fire mortars, they would teach me the ins and outs of a 12.7 mm and so on. We were getting fit by running to and from the training ground twice a day, and the hot sun was burning us white boys as brown as our troops.
One morning we decided to hold a refresher course on stripping and assembling the AKs, as we had not practiced that for quite some time. Shit, we may as well have never done it at all, for most of the troops had forgotten the first move: how to get the hoofdeksel off! No fun for anyone the next few weeks. They had to get this right or they would literally die the first week in combat. We hadn’t even begun practicing with live ammo yet, that promised to be fun.
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