Leancuisine
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All Spec Ops work together at one point or another. I'm sure you as a JTAC got to work with various Spec Ops teams from different branches. That's the beauty of Spec Ops. If you don't pull your weight or know your shit you are gone.
I've seen a douche bag SF team member get straight kicked off the team. They through all his shit down the hallway for everyone to see what was going on. Then to further embarrass him they snatched his long tab off his shoulder. They had him reassigned to a recruiting battalion Lord knows where. The funny shit was. That he had to walk around without his SF tab until he got to the PX to get another one.
Rangers are different bread. We call the Rangers the ADHD bunch. Many Rangers have a hard time getting through selection. Not because they aren't physically fit or tactically proficient. Because there is a lot of down time and they don't know what to do with themselves.
In Selection you're not constantly on the go. They don't obviously deprive you of sleep and food. It's the downtime that they do a lot of their evaluations.
When you moving regardless only having an hour sleep you don't feel tired or sleepy. But they sit you down on a cot in tent. And your body just falls asleep. Unless you get up and move around.
Shit when I went through Selection. We were heading out to the Star course night land NAV. But it kept getting pushed back because of lightning. But it was pissing down on us.
We were all roster numbers. So me being the smart guy. I went and took my poncho out of my ruck and covered it up to try keep as much water out of it as possible.
One cadre came up to me and just pretended to right something on his eval sheet. It was funny.
At the end I was told that I was the only soldier that did that and they gave me kudos for thinking about keeping my shit dry.
If my sack is water logged then my extra t-shirts and socks become useless. I was big on extra socks. And got fast at changing them out every 12-14 miles.
During my selection's ruck out to cole range the cadre got pissed off and made us all chuck our rucks in this little pond/swamp thing. I was one of the few guys that had wrapped my shit in my stuff sacks n water proofed everything.
Then they had us continue the march. Bunch of people dropped out because they didn't think they could carry the added weight for the remainder of the ruck march. Turns out or destination was a half mile or so away from the pond they threw our shit in.
It's all a mind fuck. But whatever they did, I'm glad they did it. I lucked out and had the best fire team and squad.