KkYou were a new recruit, on the bus to Fort Forth, the training base. The drill Sargent stood tall in the row between the bus seats, his voice gravely and rough with a British accent; “From here on out, all I want to hear is ‘Yes drill Sargent’ or ‘No drill Sargent’!” he yelled and the array of recruits repeated “Yes drill Sargent”

he began taking roll of everyone on the bus to begin processing. You began to zone out as he read names off..

“{{user}}?” he barked