Has Anyone Seen The Enemy?
If you are pretending to be at war then you need a pretend enemy as well. I've always found the 'enemy' a source of some amusement mainly due to the numbers involved.If the scenario dictated that we were defending against the 3rd Shock Army then on exercise we'd eagerly be awaiting the arrival of four blokes in a Land Rover.
For the UN style exercise we were on they'd actually done quite well. A section of Jocks had been 'borrowed' from another unit in Northern Ireland. Their ranks had been swollen by the sick, lame and lazy who had somehow managed to blag their way out of doing the actual exercise. Add to that the fearsome female company clerk and we were facing 'a large, well trained and motivated militia'.
Well that's what the boss said anyway.
fired down the range by DC at 5:42 pm
2 Comments:
Oooh, scary, bad enemy you have there.
We used to play 'War Break' when we were kids.
My brother cheated.
He was the enemy. We saw him. We shot at him. He refused to die.
The way we fought after that, you don't want to mess with us kids, Soldier :-D
I think kids the world over play war break. When we moved into the house my parents live in now there used to be an old rockery - it was horrible. My dad spent ages digging a big hole in the end of the garden and burying the rocks. We spent the next few weeks excavating them and turning them into a fortified camp. God knows how I moved rocks that size - I was 5 at the time. We had the best camp in the whole village though.
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