This week has been alright, though tiring. next week will be worse. Exercises coming up and 5BX in my long 4. For the uninitiated, long 4 means the thick long-sleeved camouflage uniforms we have. Sigh. Went to play bowling today. Was alright. Met Yvonne, Alvin, and Derrick. They didn't tell us they were playing. =.=

Later went to PS to get tickets for 2350 Hellboy. Watched with YM, Shawn, and the twins. Slept for the last part because I was tired (past my NS bedtime =[ ) and I'd already watched it on my last nights out. Tomorrow, will be getting back my fixed PSP from ben OMGTHANKYOUSOMUCHYAY! and maybe renting DVDs to watch. =\

It was hot. Flies buzzed around, and grasshoppers hopped about on their uniforms. The group of about 174 trainees sat in the ankle-high grass, watching the live demonstration of the firing of the MATADOR sub-calibre, a light anti-tank weapon. With quiet anticipation, they waited for the climax of the demonstration. This was the first time most of them had seen a weapons demonstration of this calibre.

"Now, when I give the command, you will fire the MATADOR," blared the warrant officer through the loud hailer.

"Bay 3, straight ahead!"

"Straight ahead!" echoed the sergeant.

"300 metres!"

"300!"

"Stationary tank!"

"Seen!"

"Fire!"

-Click!-
Pause. Akward silence.

Across the grass and amidst the baking midday heat, 3 words floated across to the trainees' ears.

"Chao chee bye..."