The Training Op
The Equestrian Honor Guard
Chapter 1
By: Honored Service
“Wake the fuck up shit face!”
I am not a shit face. And i wasn't shit faced. I am a poor decision maker though. I currently am a freshman at one of the nation’s hardest military colleges. And as a freshman apart of the fourth class system, I am not human being, I am shit. Thus shit face.
I looked up into the eyes of a red faced junior all of us freshmen called 'Boomer'. He was pretty heavy for a cadet and screamed a lot... Like a boomer.
"Sir sorry, I am awake now and ready sir." I said, as he moved down the bed of the truck to torture some other freshman.
"I see someone finished that history paper late last night."
I turned to my right to see a smiling freshman, one of my best friends, Patterson. He was stuck in my company and Army ROTC class. Patterson was a good friend and was always there for you when you needed him, no matter what it was.
"Yeah man, 3 in the morning." I said as I gave him a punch on the shoulder. "What's today's training op?"
Across the bed of the supply truck, turned transport truck, was another member of my company, Ryans, he was an incredibly bright kid who was just able to get good grades right off the bat, and still studied for hours on end. Like a 4.5 GPA all his life.
He looked at me and shrugged.
"Same as last week's dude; enemy took the plans for the base and we have to either retrieve them or kill all the S.O.B.s who took 'em... " He paused for a second, then chuckled, "Or you know, blow them up."
"And knowing Boomer..."
"Yup," he said, "Boom."
"And Boomer is Captain for the day again?"
From the left side of me another voice spoke up, “You know it man, he just loves to have the power. Fucking asshole." That voice was Jacobs. He was an excellent guy and excelled to be the best cadet recruit possible, just a tad cocky and boastful but he deserved it. Not to mention he was one hell of an athlete; track, football, and basketball star.
"Awesome, I can't wait to do this op. So excited. What other companies are with us?" I asked trying to figure out what kind of fun today was going to be.
Ryans was digging into his pack, pulled out a notebook and handed it to me.
"We got Alpha, Romeo, Hotel and some regimental band guys. And the big scary enemy has F troop, Gulf, Lima, and Victor."
Tucking the notebook into my inside chest rig pocket and thanking Ryans for his foresight to bring an extra ops manual, I closed my eyes hoping to get a few more minutes of sleep before we hit the training field.
"All of you shits disembark and get your equipment from the Sergeant and then meet in the staging area." That was the fastest 5 minute break ever. Screw late night papers.
An echoed mass of "sir yes sir" was heard and all of us freshmen moved out to get fitted for today's training fun time.
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"Name?"
“Sir, Johnson sir"
"Identification number?"
"Sir, 109716914 sir "
"1 M16A2 and 1 Berretta side arm. How many blanks ya want Johnson?"
"Sir,8 M16 mags and 5 Berretta clips sir."
"Ok and I want them all back. Don't go throwing them around everywhere. Pick 'em up, this shit costs money." This entire time the Gunnery Sergeant hadn't looked up once from his manifest and weapon deployment sheets. I picked up my equipment and stepped back from the table.
"Sir thank you sir."
As I proceded towards the staging area, i tried to get all of my equipment in order for the training op. this consisted entierly of filling my mag pouches with loaded magazines.
The time was 10:36 in the morning. It was shaping up to be a long day out on the field.
I jogged up to my squad mates just as Boomer started briefing us on the op that was being done today.
"Listen up you worthless wastes of space," barked the junior, "We are going to stop the enemy from making off with the intel to our base. We know that they are held up in the building 600 yards down range and they know that we are coming! Expect resistance!"
I leaned over to Patterson and whispered, "So, not only do they know we're coming to get them, they also have a building to hide in?"
"Who just fucking talked!?"
The junior jumped off the stump he had been on and walked into the middle of the group of freshmen.
"Well? Which one of you shits think they know how to do this better?"
I slowly moved forward and braced in front of the junior.
"Sir I was the one who spoke sir." I may have been trembling slightly. You never gave yourself up unless everyone was going to get punished. I was just being honest and fessing up before Boomer would punish anyone.
"Well I appreciate the honestly Johnson." He walked over to me and smiled. For a second there I almost thought I would be forgiven... almost.
"Well you little fuck up; guess whose squad gets to be forward recon and possibly suicide squad?"
Well so much for avoiding punishment, at this point I was screwed so why not play the game poke the bear. Try to piss off an upperclassman when it couldn't get much worse.
"Sir would it be Alexander's squad sir?"
I wasn't prepared for the rifle but that smashed into my lower gut and sent me toppling into the mud at the junior's feet.
"No you little shit stain, your squad. Now get the fuck out of the mud you worm and back into position. Everyone synch watches. We go on 1100."
As my 3 squad mates picked me up and helped me back to my feet, Boomer leaned over to me and whispered, "Hey, Shit face! Wanna know something? My friend is the enemy leader today. I'm going to make sure he 'accidentally' picks up dummy rounds in stead of blanks. Just for you Johnson. Have fun out there."
Now I'm in pretty deep shit right? It can't get much worse can it? Yes it can. I can just keep talking. Fuck my big mouth.
"Sir thank you I feel so special and lucky."
I wasn't prepared for the second rifle but to the gut either. I went down again into the mud.
With that, Boomer about faced and strolled over to the Army ROTC Colonel and Captain to discuss his plans to win the training battle.
Ryans picked up my rifle and brushed off some dirt that had gotten dangerously close to the firing port. "Dude, you really should shut that trap of yours." He said as he handed it back to me.
I pulled the charging handle back and put the weapon on safe. "Thanks Ryans, I was being honest. I got some awesome squad mates. Now let's go be the best forward squad ever."
The time was 10:56
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i sense a shit storm is coming
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you may be right....
"Sir thank you, I feel so special and Lucky." My favorite line in this chapter.
I'm a lot like Johnson in the sense that I can't shut my trap. I want to see what will happen next, and I have a feeling it will be good.
WTF!?!? He's going into battle and he's using blanks? WHY THE FUCK WOULD YOU DO THAT!?!?!?
Editing!
'em up, this shit costs money.
from the Sergeant and then
time the Gunnery Sergeant
Listen up you worthless wastes of space,
everyone was going to get punished.
He walked over to me and smiled. (stalked doesn't really make sense)
722844 They are just doing a training exercise
Not bad for the first read around, but I must ask. We're even in ROTC? I mean I was for a semester and it was nothing like this. People were relatively polite and professional, we would respond with "Yes Sir" instead of "Sir Yes Sir" like how all of our branches in the US use in context and I don't recall witnessing or recieving and physical punishment such as a rifle but into the gut. Lastly, the use of time is off where as it should be 1056 hours instead of 10:56 . Maybe if this was 1968, it would make more sense
I guess I could read the next capter and find out what happens, but I do find the use of foal language uneccesary for an MLP fanfic.
Sorry to point out obvious stuff
I've never been to an army base, but if that guy rifle butted me in the gut, I would've grabbed the rifle and beat him with it. I don't know how the base would respond to it, but i would gladly take the punishment, because i would follow orders, as long as the lead isn't some shitbag who'd beat their team. When, in real battle, the lead would be responsible for their well being.
oh well, douchbaggy leaders aside, gud frst chaptah.
I'm going to put on the asshat.
*puts it on*
Your editors suck. If they did spelling and grammar check for you, you should fire them because there's still quite a few here.
*takes off the asshat*
Saying that, it was interesting. Let me read more before I vote.
i think Ryan and Patterson should get some mention, i forgot all about them till i decided to reread this one
ah basic training...... good times
so, some kind of a shitfaced
not even a rank higher than you is being a bitch and you should toletate? is that a way of the military? i'd beat him hard. or at least tried to.
it always bring a smile to my face reading the first chapter of a history, enjoying it a lot and finally realizing is over 40 chapters and COMPLETE.
That's why I could never do ROTC.... I would have murdered that Junior in his sleep and buried his body in the woods. After actually being in the army for goin' on 4 years now, I wouldn't be able to tolerate myself, or anyone else for that matter, being treated like that by a green officer wannabe. Then again I don't trust anyone in the army that doesn't have a CIB at least so yeah..... Anyway great first chapter, I'll stick around till the ending.
Oh, the spelling! And punctuation. And grammar.
Please don't let Twilight ever see this. It would only end in tears. Or possibly with Ponyville in flames, and a frazzle-maned purple unicorn standing in the burning ruins with a lopsided grin yelling, "It's okay, I can still fix this!"
...which happens pretty often anyway, come to think of it.
At any rate, have you considered finding a proofreader?
Edit: Oh, I guess you have.
...I'm guessing you didn't have much luck with that. Still looking?
huh o.0 pretty rough military college that junior is definitely an ass,
have to say that dudes got one big mouth and i respect him for it :P
Overlord-Flinx has been pointed to you, shall we see if it was a fair pointing or not?
Characterized well, an interesting hook on the lead in; all well played moves.
. A few nitpicks here and there on capitalization and punctuation, but it's late and I'm quick to seeing them at this hour 
. Regardless, it's an interesting read to say the least and it's well deserving of all the rank it has. At some later point, when I'm not so tired or busy, I'll have to read it in full. Until then, well done.
Good first chapter. It has grabbed my attention and I want to read more. My only large complaint is the use of non capitalized "i". "And i wasn't shit faced" should be "And I wasn't shit faced". Having this be the 3rd sentence is not a good sign, and I almost gave up reading right there.
dam this is good stuff
Interest peeked! Gotta read more!
Just got to hate the military, don't you? (I'm not being a troll, I actually hate the military... And no, I'm not really a communist)
3330726 honesty you make
pride
This is my second time reading this now, this and the sequels are fucking awsome stories, some of the first I ever read on this site and the longest before 'Man of War'(awesome story, check it out)
have five mustaches
3330726 Yeah, because people who go out and get shot, burned, tortured, blown up, electrocuted, drowned and a whole array of other crap sucks. Makes perfect sense.
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Hate it all you want, man. People have opinions and we must respect them. But the military's essential, it can never go away. Unless of course everyone decides to just spontaneously hug each other and be happy and all that.
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Berettas use magazines too. A clip is literally just a clip that holds bullets together, like what the bolt action rifles used.
3330726 So, a group of men and women who Volunteer to go and die or be maimed, for shitty benefits, you hate. I am a veteran and stupid fucks like you are the worst. If you hate the war, hate the folks that started it! The Terrorists and politicians, Not the 18-19 year old kid who lost both of his damn legs in a war seemingly without end. With how expensive education is becoming, and how difficult it is to get hired even in entry level positions, folks are gonna join the military! Then some politician points at a map and poor Private Joe Snuffy is on his way somewhere to fight or die, with only the vague assurance that what he's doing is morally right!
6106249 hoorah brother tell em like it is
poke the bear a little more just for giggles
6106249 thanks for sayin something in a nice way. I would use been all over his ass if someone hadn't beaten me to it.
Military training dramas are always amusing to read.
For some reason, when I read boomer, I thought soldier from TF2, coincidence?
this whole chapter almost exactly mimics full metal jacket take a look I think you'll be surprised
It occurs to me, the C.O. in charge of the J.R.O.T.C. must be a real cunt, letting that kind of abuse of power continue. The C.O. HAS to know what's going on, which makes him just a guilty as the asshole who is being physically abusive. Fuck them both.
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The point is to not break the rules or be insubordinate by having really harsh punishment. They know the rules, that he still broke them and kept mouthing off is his fault. Imagine if that was a real mission debrief, his negligence could cost him not just his life, but everyone else's life too. Yeah it's not pretty but this is what he signed up for.
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You make a bit less sense, I have to agree with Truth on this one. The fact that it's only ROTC means that the junior still doesn't have the right to physically punish his subordinates. That happens in the actual boot camps, not on a college campus. Sure this is training for combat but they're not becoming actual soldiers when they're through. Besides, the junior could give Johnson some extra watch shifts or KP instead.
"OK BOOMER"
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Rip Rick May