Today we got lessons in combat first aid, which isn't necessarily a bad topic. Unfortunately, there were a few videos of extreme bleeding and how to stop it. Ordinarily I would have no objection, but the patient in this case was a pig. I felt bad for it. I'm imagining that its existence is only for these demonstrations, which is a pretty bad life for a pig! Plus, it's having QuikClot agents introduced into its bloodstream quite often. Sigh.
Following those lessons, we had lunch (which I can't even remember now, so it must have been pretty memorable). Then we marched down a road to some woods. Now, I don't know how many of you know this, but the Navy doesn't drill. Yes, we're a military service, but we don't march and drill. I think Monty Python marched up and down the square more often than we do. So needless to say, it was quite an experience for the drill sergeants to try to keep us in step and not wandering off. They're so funny to have marching expectations!
After dinner 5 of us got our full body armor and helmets and gear on and went outside to practice the shooting stances. The prone position is almost easier with the armor on, because you can barely move. Unfortunately, the kneeling position is going to be tougher I think. I can't quite find a comfortable position yet....
Anyhow, here's a relaxation picture for you all!
Aww poor pig.
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