The Drill Sergeant stood near the wall, the platoon outside the barracks and being forced to listen, not really knowing what they got into joining the army. The Drill Sergeant seemed to be standing next to another man, ranking First Sergeant although there was also probably a NCO near by.

"MY NAME? DRILL-SERGEANT! AND YOU WILL ADRESS ME AS SO!"

Of course his name wasn't actually 'Drill Sergeant', but he made it clear he wanted to be called that, and the platoon sure as hell should.