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yesterday was exercise vhf for our course. actually juz a veri simple one day thing; with the morning part spent in camp and the rest of the day in the field, the aim of which was to let us familiarise and explore the prc 940 manpack radio set.

for the 'local' phase in the morning, we were dispatched all over slackmont camp in our five or six men detachments and all we had to do was set up comms and follow proper vp to send a bunch of code words to the rest, in all the different modes of operation available with the radio set. fucking easy, i'll say.

the afternn, outfield phase was the slackest outfield i've ever been to. haha. its the first time i carried an ALICE pack (all weather lightweight individual carrying equipment, the big ass rucksack tt only cdo carry), kindly lent to us by our sgt who's in our detachment. and it was filled to the brim. not with field equipment or ten-pack items, but with food! abt 20% std combat rations and the rest of which all civilian. we had chips, noodles, cornflakes, tuna, bread, cocktail sausages, blah blah..and even cans of nescafe..heh.

the moment we reached our destination in some ulu place called ama keng..there was cat 1 for 3 hrs. so we retreated to the nearby trg shed and had our picnic and afternn nap there after quickly setting up and establishing comms. late in the afternn when the weather cleared, we packed up and moved into the bushes..scouted out a clear patch, and repeated wad we did earlier. hah. we took turns to man the set and the rest of us played daidee, read comics, went ard catching fighting spiders or simply slept again.

by ard 1900, the exercise was all wrapped up and we returned to slackmont, sorted out our stores, had a small debrief and were home free by 2100. whee!! if only every outfield was like so. next week there's another one..and i'm ald thinking wad food and drinks to bring for it liao..hah.

as for the guard duty, it was actually on last sunday..an extra tt i had signed in prc but was serving here in slackmont. and its anythg but slack. 2 hokkien words. han bin. coz i've nv experienced guard duty like tt in all the 3 camps i've been to and done guard in. nv.

i chose prowler thinking it would be slack but it turned out the worst. we had to prowl for 2 hrs, rest 2 hrs. for the whole day. 24 hrs. its really fucking shack lor. somemore the camp didn't have e scan thingy tt i was used to..we had to actually walk up to the checkpt and write in the timing we were there and sign against it. fuck.

and the cb malay rp sgt. fucking fat shit terrorized us fr morning until late at night. only after 12 when he go slp were we safe. words cant describe wad we experienced..muz be actually there to kenna his shit to noe. fucker was damn guai lan..even more than me. (and i tot i veri guai lan liao) and he's a fucking gay.
he actually asked our friend to go watch a movie with him one on one when he barely noe the guy. fucking yalam piece of shit.

guard duty aside, the rats finally came into our bunk this week, and we saw it coming in. wtf. tried to catch and kill it, but to no avail..guess its too quick for us. im guessing there's more tt have ald been into our bunk in the middle of the night, juz tt we were all slping like logs and didn't noe. ha. anyway, its only one more week in this bloody shithole of a camp and its back to dear old prc. whew.