Personal Narrative: Drill Sergeant Ross

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Drill Sergeant Ross told us that, we won’t get bullets until we proved that we could be trusted. This meant to stay focus and not do stupid shit with our guns, like chasing each other around the camp. After getting our weapons, we lined up and started to march through the fields to continue our physical training. Jesse was behind me, and as we marched he began to tell me about the AM-15. He told me that “this gun could easily shoot 240 bullets within 50 seconds with a round drum on top” whatever that meant. With a smirk on my face I told him I didn’t think they would start us off with drums on our guns. The gun was about seven pounds and at first, but after fifty minutes or so of marching, it felt like forty pounds of iron. After what felt
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