The Drill Sergeants were hardcore lifers, that’s for sure. They ate, slept, lived, and breathed for the Army, and they expected us to do so as well. It was only a matter of minutes before they began yelling at us. They immediately found faults with anybody that they felt like picking on, usually the fat guys. We looked like a bunch of scared kids, and I guess most of us were………
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