Private at basic left his weapon unattended. This is what he got in return.

At Osan AB, I saw a Korean soldier in mop 4 being made to run up andd down about 100 stairs.

our DI was so pissed at us one day that he put us in MOPP4 - in a basement classroom with the windows shut - heat turned up and made us do side straddle hops for hours until eventually the fire alarm went off... commander not too happy when fire department showed but damn he was effective in his ways, never had that problem again

He got off easy, are you kidding me. Leave your weapon behind, he just killed his platoon

I lost my barracks key once and was made to carry around a large wooden key at port arms. They even made me salute with it as if it was a weapon....ah the good ole days lol

To bad thats considered hazing and who ever had him do it can face an article 15.

getting ready to go on a field training exercise. My driver left his rifle in the motor pool. The motor sergeant discovered it and brought it to the private. He wrapped 25 feet of chain around the private and padlocked the rifle to him.

bear crawl backwards up a grade then crab walk backwards down the grade.... all because a trainee though he could have the lobster for lunch... 1989 Ft Dix NJ. Another trainee thought he could use the payphone when we came back from bivouac. he didn't even shower before calling home that's why he got low crawled, bear crawled, sugar cookies, up downs along with quite a few more drills for about 2 hrs. once he threw up he was denied phone privileges for 1 week.... the trainee was tore up from the floor up during training but eventually went on to becoming a D.I.

My favorite was at Ft. Benning. A private forgot to side step in the chow line. Drill made him stand in line and remind everyone to "side step" every day for a week. Priceless....

I used to make Soldiers wear clocks as a necklace, you know like Flavor Flav, when they were late.

2000, Fort Knox, 1st platoon, Bravo Troop, 5/15 Cav. Our Drill Sergeants had another prefered method. They had a big ass wrench the tankers used and we called him Iron Mike. Big heavy bastard and if you fucked up, you had to carry this damn wrench till the next recruit fucked up and took over

During my Army AIT, had an IET soldier (I was prior service) had misplaced his ID. The first weekend they let the IET soldiers on pass, he had 4 traffic cones in a rectangle, and right in the middle was his ID. He spent 8 hour shift in full gear at parade rest from 0800 through 1600 Saturday and Sunday.

They also had the big wooden cell phone blocks, and saw some IET soldiers carrying one a couple of times, I can only imagine they got caught, but do not have intel as for their reason to carry them

Let's be clear this isn't a punishment this is corrective training. Only Commanders can give pinishment. This is Army training.

Ah... I wasn't getting it looking at the pic on my phone.
On the larger computer screen, now I see it.
Poor bastard.

I wonder what you use for a sling. He obviously has it slung. I think I would encourage his first line leader to remove the sling for him. I think that would help his memory more.

I arrived at Benning at about 0100 hrs from AIT at Ft Gordon, to begin jump school. Around 0200 we were in line going into the supply room. It was a barracks building and the line was along the wall of the bay area. When I got where I could see the bay area floor, there was a private in the front leaning rest and a Black Hat leaning over and laying into the kid's back with riding crop. I did not know what he did, but I tightened my asshole and rigidified my parade rest. Nov 1967. The 173d was in serious combat at Dak To and they were preparing us to join them. And we did. I loved every minute. They fed us double rations, gave 15 minutes to eat. Good times. The dying cockroach was one of their favorite punishments.

We had a real screw-up in basic, always failing inspections. So rather than take it out on all of us, the DI made the screw-up dig a hole behind the barracks, plant his footlocker in it, bury said footlocker, plant grass seed, water said seed, then dig it all back up and stand inspection while the rest of us had the night off. Hilarious, and it really put the fear of God into the rest of us!

While on the grenade range at Benning I let my rifle get further from me than 2nd platoon's drill sergeant. He took it and I knew that if I didn't get it back I was going to be smoked during the few hours we would get to sleep as we had night infiltration that night. During chow I decided to liberate my M16 so I opened the door to the Deuce and started rooting through the collection of weapons that had accrued. Once I found mine I grabbed it and turned around to see my drill sergeant staring back at me. "What are you doing private?", "wait a minute, this isn't the chow line" I responded. "Private, You in my platoon?" "yes; fly on the wall drill sergeant" I said thinking I'm going to spend my next week getting smoked for stealing my rifle back from a drill sergeant. My drill sergeant pulls my Alice suspenders back so he could read my name tape and just goes "don't be a buddy fucker, grab 67 and 114 before that dick finishes chow. Oh and private: you ain't a fly on the wall anymore"...

As an MP on Ft. Sill, we busted up a fight at the Bowling Alley, 3 different Plt of trainees. How do you move 3 Plt back to Barracks? My partner stood in back of vehicle and marched them over the PA. When we turned them over to their respective DS they just left them at Attention and called in the rest of the DS. We hung around for the show. There was yelling and PT for hours.

Lol, great. I remember when you got smoked like a cheap cigarette for allowing your weapon to be more than arm's length distance from you.

Hydration beads made from 550 cord and golf balls. The trail is an awesome place.