Who cock my rifle?

The ATEC evaluation is not one to be taken lightly. We go through months of preparation, weeks of planning and many hours of lost sleep to ensure that we are ready for it. It is the culmination of all our hard work and results in the encapsulation of our pride. Stage 2 of ATEC was held in Kanchanaburi, Thailand and was probably one of our most memorable overseas trips.

It was probably Mission Two of our evaluation and we were all pretty psyched up for it even though we were all suffering from a lack of sleep. Mission One had gone smoothly and we knew the completion of this mission would mean we were nearing the end of the 'xiong' phase. We were all gathered at the bottom of our lodge house and were ready to board the tonners to move off. As preparation, we had loaded the blanks into our magazines and would only properly ready the weapon once we near our targets.

Sitting down on one of the stone slabs was Sgt. More Good (not his name.). Now, Sgt. More Good was one of the elite and he knew it. He was fitter, faster and stronger than most of us and had a mean-looking tattoo to supplement his street cred. In addition, he was higher-ranked and had tons of experience under his long belt - all 38 inches of it.

"Real soldiers don't wait until the last minute before they engage...we are ever ready!" Sgt. More Good thought to himself. And so, he cocked his rifle.

"Real soldiers cock twice to be doubly-sure!" Sgt. More Good reckoned. And so, he cocked it again.

"Real soldiers squeeze once to be COCK SURE!" Sgt. More Good assured himself...

BANG!

So it was, that before we had even embarked on the mission, that we had our first misfire. In camp. With every single evaluator around.

Redcon 1 ---> Redcon 2A...Ho sey.

"Who cock my rifle!!!" He exclaimed. 

Luckily, probably coz since the actual mission hadn't start, therefore none of the evaluators bothered. Technically correct. Heng ah.

Sgt. More Good thus escaped with a mere tick off....and 3 extras.