“Spartans! What is your profession?”
Wow, I have a lot to update everyone on. So lets skip the nonsense and get to it.
What is now, well, three weeks ago, all of the soldiers in Mikveh Alon went to Shetach, which is field work. We went to some base about an hour and a half away from the everyday base in the North. We woke up early and I was pretty pumped that I would get some time to nap on the bus, but it was rather uncomfortable so I didn’t get much sleep.
When we arrived, we immediately set up a few poles and attached a net to give us some shade right across from the gun range. Not soon after we went right over to the shooting range and were told what steps needed to be done before we could shoot. The “M.M.” or officer told us the rules for shooting, essentially, when were told to stop shooting, stop, don’t aim anywhere but forward, etc. We got 6 bullets to fire at a target 25 meters away. The first shot was just to see what it is like and then they count the next five shots, so that they can adjust the sight on the rifle so we can be more accurate. I hit all five targets, surprisingly.
We then shot again in the afternoon and again, I hit all of my shots. We also learned to shoot at night, which was a little harder and took some getting used to but I hit all four targets. In the three days, we would fire roughly 40-50 rounds, I missed the target three times. We fired from three positions, laying down, kneeling, and standing.
Also during those few days we had to set up tents to sleep in. They were crappy little tents that were too short. They were old U.S. Army tents, probably from Vietnam, like our rifles. I roomed with this dude Dave from Australia. It was uncomfortable and freezing at night. Lets just say I didn’t sleep much.
Also during Shetach, we practiced getting into the firing positions by instinct. The Sgt. would yell out 25 meters (stand), 50 meters (kneel) and 100 meters (lay down) and we would have to get into the positions immediately and then get up and sprint back and forth. Sometimes the Sgt. would hold onto our packs and make us pull him. It was actually a lot of fun.
We also learned a little Krav Maga, which is the military’s form of martial arts. We learned how to hit someone with the rifle. It was pretty cool, but I wish we had done more.
These few days were the first days that i felt like I was really in the army. Oh yeah, we also had to eat the same disgusting crap everyday: tuna, loof (spam), tomatoes, cucumbers, olives, bread and chalva. I didn’t touch the tuna, sorry Mom. It was gross and I lost a bunch of weight. overall it was a tiring few days, but was fun.
The best part was probably when we got on the bus to go back to our base and Dave yelled the line from the movie “300” “Spartan! What is your Profession?” and we all yell HAWOO HAWOO. He then got told to shut up and we went back to the base.