Contemplating whether to go for a swim after breakfast coz the weather was lookin' good. However the nearest pool wasn't really that near. After doodling around on youtube, decided that I should go for a jog coz I miss PT too much...
Like usual, that maid always packs and wash my stuffs without my acknowledgement. She washed my SBO which is muddy with Thai and Sg soil, in order to be kept in the store room. Well... better pray hard reservist doesn't come so soon. She arranged many stuffs which she took out from my magazine and grenade pouches... Some rusty pliers, a blunt jack knife, markers, umbrella pins, ear-plugs, STB-farkin'-ring?!, RAI?!... and a muddy notebook... Alright, that notebook might be something I've been lookin' for:
It contains a replica of a graffitti journal that I scribbled on the locker many months back when I was at Saiyok Camp, Kanchanaburi, Thailand for Exercise Crescendo:
WELCOME TO THE SUCK
270608: I'm a farkin' Jarhead, deployed to this dog den... The living conditions here ain't as comfy as a dog's kennel. They made us rush to wait and wait to rush. Waitin' for almost nothin', kept us swearing for nothin'. In this godforsaken place where the heat is grillin' bakin'. There ain't no inspirations to let thou jerk off to nothin'. Goddammit, get me the fark outta here!
280608: Endless stores, countless saikangs, thanks to the indecisive force. Canteen good spree ain't enough to compensate my fatigue.
300608: Farkin' Navex! I don't know how many kilometers I've left my footprints around Saiyok. But I know one thing for sure, my limps are multiliated after 7 hours of non-stop farkin' walking/running?
310608: Shove the deployment ground up yours! Gotta hit the shit hours before the rest of the suck arrive. Sleepless night spent providing some cover for their stinky asses. Before you know it, its daylight baby! Out comes the scorching sun! Fark! Oh yea... displacement drill nearly got my balls displaced... sheesh...
020608: Eagle farkin' hill! The descend and ascend on the slope got me wet all over! Yea, farkin' wet. At an acute 75 degree slope, get ready for some butt sliding/mountain skiing. Killing time baby! Blow up some imaginery convoys and shoot some decoys with my antique farkin' SAW. She never fails to IA on me, bitch... Missed breakfast, back to camp to have my Monday brunch. Not bad...
030608: Who takes a dump and keeps his poo back?! I did! Who in the right mind to fill hundreds of sandbags in the sunshine?! I did! Farkin' live demo is one helluva whore task! You blow shits up and then piece everything back again?! Oh c'mon...
040608: The again, numerous saikangs and countless stores drivin' me nuts again. The night boozing keeps my morale high though. Gotta kick some ass tomorrow. Its our 'Big Day'... Exercise Fuckin' SappleStar...
Notice the frequency of 'farks' being used... Tremendous man... In the suck everybody curse and swear like you're breathing. Especially me. From the 5th to the 11th I never update my graffitti coz I've hit the shit. I was the farkin' advance party for the deployment. for the first night, dug 2 shellscrapes and the following morning we got displacement drill, hearsay we got hit by artillery barrage(simulated)... what the holy bull crap.
During the displacement, it started rainin' like free flow orgasm and while proning on Stand 2, I can feel the water seeping right through my SBO and helmet and the sand slowly turns to mud and puddles of water. Well I could considered this as a impromptu shower. Feels kinda good anyway... after 2 days of not having shower in this scorching weather. Cattle dungs are everywhere, but I take care not to prone on them. A dead calf was somewhere near... burnt to remains, but my fellow Pioneer 6, Gu Lat Tiong was unfortunate enough to sit on the skull remains of the dead calf... Sorry, no intentions of marking that area for you... It was dark and wet... sheesh!
The 3rd day we had block mission after the deployment, hearsay we are supporting an infantry battalion to ambush an incoming convoy! Hurrah!! I was given 100 live farkin' rounds for my farkin's SAW! Wicked! Though I dread going down and up Eagle Hill again, but the thought of 100 live rounds firing non-stop got me all pumped up in my already low low morale. After some 'holland' navigation by my PC to Eagle Hill from deployment ground, we marched 7km++ with all the charges and jerry cans. Farked up... But I took back my words when I learnt that I gotta guard the rear of the ravine while the rest go down and plant the charges. Haha! Security is what we SAW gunners gotta provide for the deserving! Alright time to really get sneak some sleep while guarding. During the ascend up Eagle, my 100 live rounds drum mag was loaded but not locked. And it was pointing at an evaluator for this exercise all the damn way. When my saw is resting on a rock, it was still pointing at him and when I removed the drum mag of live rounds, he exclaimed "What?! You mean that SAW is loaded?! What the fark?! Who told you to?!" I explained to him that no one told me to and I know I'm gonna be in deep fuckin' shit. But that evaluator just kept repeating what he said and he dozed off on the rocks... whatever... When the first light came, my PC fired a simulated 84mm down the ravine, and the first charge went off... Somehow.. this live demolition was a total screw up. All the charges didn't fire off in sync. Anyway, after all the charges had blown off, the officers gave orders to expend our rounds. Hurrah!!! I immediately locked my SAW and squeezed the trigger and held it there. Woooaahholy shit!! Every goddamn 100 rounds just start unloading at lighting speed down the ravine randomly, tearing bushes and makin' the rocks down the ravine shatter. It was a really rewarding feeling, without any IA/jam. 100 rounds fired within 45 seconds. I saw brass shells everywhere on my right. It was a farkin' beautiful sight... Not so beautiful when we need to retrograde down the hill with our full combat load... fark... under the scorching midday sun.
Day 4 to 5 was absolutely challenging, I remembered clearing a mine field which got everyone cursing and swearing coz we're just helping the other platoons who are behind time. By then everyone was drained of fatigue and nobody gave a fark 'bout our officers, let alone sergeants. I was kind enough to obey my platoon sergeant to prod the minefield with a couple of gung ho pioneers.
Subsequently, without sleep again, we scoured the Saiyok village to the next check point where we discovered a UXO... UneXploded-farkin'-Ordance... Fuckin' shit man! That ain't our job man! Anyway, my PC began kicking off the work by fillin' the first sandbag, I joined it... with a couple of guys. Most of them by this time had already concussed in the cooling Saiyok moonlight. Dammit... Anyway, you meet all sorta people in the Army. Anyway, I did passed on my crude comments 'bout their behavior, some of them did some self reflections while some are pretty stuck up...
By day 5 I was feelin' the heat rash piercing my back and my butt. Kinda like being butt fucked by many many sand flies. But its because of the hygiene and heat conditions. Dammit, this exercise gotta stop man... So many 'casualties' incurred already. The first light was welcomed with a complexed obstacle, whereby we need to launch a short bridge over a wet gap and breach 4x wired obstacles and an array of abbatis. I was telling myself that we're done for until my PC told me and Cheng Hong to be the front security. Thank fuckin' goodness! That was like a blessing in disguise. Yea, I'm the load bearing mule, and finally I could take a well deserved rest in prone position while the rest launch the damn bridge which is goddamn heavy. So much for being a SAW gunner!
The final burst was us being contacted! Alright! Infantry shit! We were contacted by a buncha mofos not in full combat load but with M16s loaded with blanks. My PC signaled us to take cover. And prepare to do some FCO, lead and bound and flanking. Though I'm supposed to give cover fire, I was darting from tree to tree to advance to the enemy's position! That's what I'm talkin' about! Kill 'em all! Punish the deserving! I saw the enemy straight ahead and asking for permission to open fire at 'em. My PC told me to halt as he saw another wave of 'enemy' flanking us from the right. We immediately opened fire at the threat but to discover that is Sgt. Lu hao's section. Farkin' nut head Sergeant! Anyway, my section commander told me to follow him to check out the bridge ahead of us that's suspected to be laid with charges. True enough, I saw a couple of side charge being tied to the critical joints at the underside of the bridge. Fark 'em. I just took out my jackknife and just slashed 'em off. But the evaluators told me to handle explosive with care. I nonchalantly unravel the contents of the charges to show him simulated explosives in there and strut off... Dogz...
Then came the good fuckin' news, as I thought this wasn't gonna end... Time to pack up and go to harbouring... We will wait for the tonners to pick us up and head back to where we came from. Day 6, the exercise is over, the battle is over, the shit had been cleared. Right then, I took off my helmet which almost never left my head for more than an hour before for the whole damn 6 days, threw my SBO and SAW down and smiled at Sgt Yongheng... "Hey Sarge, we did it, thanks for the Char Mee!" In the morning, there's some villagers coming to our harbouring point selling us drinks and some cooked snacks. Something fresh after eatin' biscuits and powdered drinks for days. I hate combat rations, I hardly lay my hands on them unless its something called Oregano Chicken Frank Pasta. The tonner came, we gathered to do a RAI check and declaration. Even though its scorching hot, I was smiling... Back to Saiyok camp, eat some humane food, boozin' and dessert time =)
The last 2 days in Kanchananburi was spent on E-tour... whatever you call that... We went to some museum on the death railway constructed by POW s during WW2 and then the floating market and then the zoo. The most interesting place was the zoo... So yea... Then went to some shopping, couldn't think of much to buy coz there's absolutely nothing... got a lil' bit of stuffs though...
Back to Singapore flight inbound was midnight. Back in the flight, all of us were heaving sighs of relief that its gonna be the last shit that will ever occur to us... But for me I was thinking like "More shits to come from SAF, but not as shitty as Crescendo.." I grinned at looked out of the aircraft cabin window and observed the Thai night skyline... Beautiful to behold but not so beautiful to hold on to....
280608: Endless stores, countless saikangs, thanks to the indecisive force. Canteen good spree ain't enough to compensate my fatigue.
300608: Farkin' Navex! I don't know how many kilometers I've left my footprints around Saiyok. But I know one thing for sure, my limps are multiliated after 7 hours of non-stop farkin' walking/running?
310608: Shove the deployment ground up yours! Gotta hit the shit hours before the rest of the suck arrive. Sleepless night spent providing some cover for their stinky asses. Before you know it, its daylight baby! Out comes the scorching sun! Fark! Oh yea... displacement drill nearly got my balls displaced... sheesh...
020608: Eagle farkin' hill! The descend and ascend on the slope got me wet all over! Yea, farkin' wet. At an acute 75 degree slope, get ready for some butt sliding/mountain skiing. Killing time baby! Blow up some imaginery convoys and shoot some decoys with my antique farkin' SAW. She never fails to IA on me, bitch... Missed breakfast, back to camp to have my Monday brunch. Not bad...
030608: Who takes a dump and keeps his poo back?! I did! Who in the right mind to fill hundreds of sandbags in the sunshine?! I did! Farkin' live demo is one helluva whore task! You blow shits up and then piece everything back again?! Oh c'mon...
040608: The again, numerous saikangs and countless stores drivin' me nuts again. The night boozing keeps my morale high though. Gotta kick some ass tomorrow. Its our 'Big Day'... Exercise Fuckin' SappleStar...
Notice the frequency of 'farks' being used... Tremendous man... In the suck everybody curse and swear like you're breathing. Especially me. From the 5th to the 11th I never update my graffitti coz I've hit the shit. I was the farkin' advance party for the deployment. for the first night, dug 2 shellscrapes and the following morning we got displacement drill, hearsay we got hit by artillery barrage(simulated)... what the holy bull crap.
During the displacement, it started rainin' like free flow orgasm and while proning on Stand 2, I can feel the water seeping right through my SBO and helmet and the sand slowly turns to mud and puddles of water. Well I could considered this as a impromptu shower. Feels kinda good anyway... after 2 days of not having shower in this scorching weather. Cattle dungs are everywhere, but I take care not to prone on them. A dead calf was somewhere near... burnt to remains, but my fellow Pioneer 6, Gu Lat Tiong was unfortunate enough to sit on the skull remains of the dead calf... Sorry, no intentions of marking that area for you... It was dark and wet... sheesh!
The 3rd day we had block mission after the deployment, hearsay we are supporting an infantry battalion to ambush an incoming convoy! Hurrah!! I was given 100 live farkin' rounds for my farkin's SAW! Wicked! Though I dread going down and up Eagle Hill again, but the thought of 100 live rounds firing non-stop got me all pumped up in my already low low morale. After some 'holland' navigation by my PC to Eagle Hill from deployment ground, we marched 7km++ with all the charges and jerry cans. Farked up... But I took back my words when I learnt that I gotta guard the rear of the ravine while the rest go down and plant the charges. Haha! Security is what we SAW gunners gotta provide for the deserving! Alright time to really get sneak some sleep while guarding. During the ascend up Eagle, my 100 live rounds drum mag was loaded but not locked. And it was pointing at an evaluator for this exercise all the damn way. When my saw is resting on a rock, it was still pointing at him and when I removed the drum mag of live rounds, he exclaimed "What?! You mean that SAW is loaded?! What the fark?! Who told you to?!" I explained to him that no one told me to and I know I'm gonna be in deep fuckin' shit. But that evaluator just kept repeating what he said and he dozed off on the rocks... whatever... When the first light came, my PC fired a simulated 84mm down the ravine, and the first charge went off... Somehow.. this live demolition was a total screw up. All the charges didn't fire off in sync. Anyway, after all the charges had blown off, the officers gave orders to expend our rounds. Hurrah!!! I immediately locked my SAW and squeezed the trigger and held it there. Woooaahholy shit!! Every goddamn 100 rounds just start unloading at lighting speed down the ravine randomly, tearing bushes and makin' the rocks down the ravine shatter. It was a really rewarding feeling, without any IA/jam. 100 rounds fired within 45 seconds. I saw brass shells everywhere on my right. It was a farkin' beautiful sight... Not so beautiful when we need to retrograde down the hill with our full combat load... fark... under the scorching midday sun.
Day 4 to 5 was absolutely challenging, I remembered clearing a mine field which got everyone cursing and swearing coz we're just helping the other platoons who are behind time. By then everyone was drained of fatigue and nobody gave a fark 'bout our officers, let alone sergeants. I was kind enough to obey my platoon sergeant to prod the minefield with a couple of gung ho pioneers.
Subsequently, without sleep again, we scoured the Saiyok village to the next check point where we discovered a UXO... UneXploded-farkin'-Ordance... Fuckin' shit man! That ain't our job man! Anyway, my PC began kicking off the work by fillin' the first sandbag, I joined it... with a couple of guys. Most of them by this time had already concussed in the cooling Saiyok moonlight. Dammit... Anyway, you meet all sorta people in the Army. Anyway, I did passed on my crude comments 'bout their behavior, some of them did some self reflections while some are pretty stuck up...
By day 5 I was feelin' the heat rash piercing my back and my butt. Kinda like being butt fucked by many many sand flies. But its because of the hygiene and heat conditions. Dammit, this exercise gotta stop man... So many 'casualties' incurred already. The first light was welcomed with a complexed obstacle, whereby we need to launch a short bridge over a wet gap and breach 4x wired obstacles and an array of abbatis. I was telling myself that we're done for until my PC told me and Cheng Hong to be the front security. Thank fuckin' goodness! That was like a blessing in disguise. Yea, I'm the load bearing mule, and finally I could take a well deserved rest in prone position while the rest launch the damn bridge which is goddamn heavy. So much for being a SAW gunner!
The final burst was us being contacted! Alright! Infantry shit! We were contacted by a buncha mofos not in full combat load but with M16s loaded with blanks. My PC signaled us to take cover. And prepare to do some FCO, lead and bound and flanking. Though I'm supposed to give cover fire, I was darting from tree to tree to advance to the enemy's position! That's what I'm talkin' about! Kill 'em all! Punish the deserving! I saw the enemy straight ahead and asking for permission to open fire at 'em. My PC told me to halt as he saw another wave of 'enemy' flanking us from the right. We immediately opened fire at the threat but to discover that is Sgt. Lu hao's section. Farkin' nut head Sergeant! Anyway, my section commander told me to follow him to check out the bridge ahead of us that's suspected to be laid with charges. True enough, I saw a couple of side charge being tied to the critical joints at the underside of the bridge. Fark 'em. I just took out my jackknife and just slashed 'em off. But the evaluators told me to handle explosive with care. I nonchalantly unravel the contents of the charges to show him simulated explosives in there and strut off... Dogz...
Then came the good fuckin' news, as I thought this wasn't gonna end... Time to pack up and go to harbouring... We will wait for the tonners to pick us up and head back to where we came from. Day 6, the exercise is over, the battle is over, the shit had been cleared. Right then, I took off my helmet which almost never left my head for more than an hour before for the whole damn 6 days, threw my SBO and SAW down and smiled at Sgt Yongheng... "Hey Sarge, we did it, thanks for the Char Mee!" In the morning, there's some villagers coming to our harbouring point selling us drinks and some cooked snacks. Something fresh after eatin' biscuits and powdered drinks for days. I hate combat rations, I hardly lay my hands on them unless its something called Oregano Chicken Frank Pasta. The tonner came, we gathered to do a RAI check and declaration. Even though its scorching hot, I was smiling... Back to Saiyok camp, eat some humane food, boozin' and dessert time =)
The last 2 days in Kanchananburi was spent on E-tour... whatever you call that... We went to some museum on the death railway constructed by POW s during WW2 and then the floating market and then the zoo. The most interesting place was the zoo... So yea... Then went to some shopping, couldn't think of much to buy coz there's absolutely nothing... got a lil' bit of stuffs though...
Back to Singapore flight inbound was midnight. Back in the flight, all of us were heaving sighs of relief that its gonna be the last shit that will ever occur to us... But for me I was thinking like "More shits to come from SAF, but not as shitty as Crescendo.." I grinned at looked out of the aircraft cabin window and observed the Thai night skyline... Beautiful to behold but not so beautiful to hold on to....
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