What is the most disgusting thing you have seen in the barracks?

Was on bay orderly in Aviano going room to room with one of the dorm manager putting notice memos on peoples' beds (for the upcoming bicycle roundup). They were all two room suites with a shared kitchen area. We walked into one kitchen and were taken aback by the most foul mildew and rotting trash smell, the room to the left we couldn't even open the door more than 8 inches because the floor was covered in trash and dirty clothes. His first sergeant got a call later on. Another kitchen and room had empty beer bottles covering every hard horizontal surface, none of them had been rinsed out so the smell of nasty dried out beer permeated the entire suite.

Same base I had a psycho suitemate who got violently sick in our shared bathroom, like worst food poisoning ever. They puked all over the toilet and in the process shit violently all over the floor. There was no way I was touching it so I used the dayroom bathroom for two days until I got fed up and got our mutual friend to force them to clean it up. To this day I can't stand the smell of bleach cleaning products.

Downrange but FOB, PVT left, came back to a room FULL of someone else's piss bottles and trash

At Fort Sill, OK inside the 40th military police detachment, there was an awful smell no one could figure out. Until someone decided to move the copier and pull up the couch cushions only to find that one of the BMM (gate guard) soldiers had decided to leave a pile of body waste for the detachment to find.

I was a brand new private to an infantry battalion. There was this other private that had gotten there about 4 months before me. He refused to bathe. The e4 mafia tasked me and the other new guys to clean this joker up. Toilet brushes and simple green (this is apparently the cure for being nasty.) His sheets looked the shroud of Torin. Disgusting

Basic Trainees, holy mother of Jesus. Mother's send the dumpster fires wrapped in gross oily rag of highschool slobbery.
Outside of the very gross new army, I had a buddy of mine showed me where a troop had been saving body waste in the ceiling, it finally fell through and it was everywhere. The description does not fully support the vision. I had all ceiling tiles inspected in my barracks just to alleviate my fear. Dog gone privates and crazy hobbies man
I think every brick mansion has a "mad crapper" or " poop artist" too...

I have pictures that are proof positive the "kids" live like goats. I think it blew their minds when I said a latrine was so disgusting I wouldn't hover to take a piss in their toilets. I think they were attempting some kind of new bioweapon experiment. Because my Joe's would never ever be dirty birds. I won't talk about the person whose room was so disgusting it took 8 hours to clean. It 2as beyond gross. We were turned into the IG for invading personal space. When IG saw the photographic evidence, or so I heard, it was a moot point. We thought there was a sewage leak in the building for weeks, couldn't find it. Top made his company empty all there rooms couldn't find the source. Yeah the day we found that hot mess will never be forgotten. The culprits name is still not uttered in my presence.

Had a guy that would peel off dead skin from his feet and toss it into his room heater. It smelled like death and foot fungus even after he left the Army.

Another guy stored trash in his room and had maggots growing in it. Took him 2 hours and a box of black trash bags to cart it to the dumpster. He got strong for the next few hours and got to GI his room daily for 2 weeks afterwards. He figured out life from then on.

Some guys decided it would be a good idea to share a gal when they were drunk. Her hygiene was not good. The soldiers room smelled for a week afterwards.

Didn't see it personally, but heard of guy who took a dump in the bilge 'cause he couldn't (for no apparent reason) make it to the head.

When I was going to AIT at Ft Eustis in 86, we were having a class A inspection. Just before SM entered our squad bay. Someone broke wind and it stank high heaven. Drill Sargent grabbed a can of air freshener out someone's wall locker and sprayed the squad bay. Seconds later the SM walks in. Drill Sargent call us to parade rest. The first SM says "it smells like someone shit on the flowers. The bay burst into laughter. He didn't spend much time inspecting us needless to say.

No way I can compete with butt-worms, but I do have one for the ages. No names, but places are public domain. 2007, getting ready to deploy to Iraq in a few days as a replacement (always a good sign.) Before I go and buddy and I are playing GTA in the barracks when we get a knock at the door. Some dude we've never seen before is holding up this gross blob of a trailer park princess who's MOS I never learned.
He says, "Hey, this bitch in your unit?"
I say, "Yeah, why?"
"I think she has alcohol poisoning." Then drops her like a sack of potatoes and left.
My buddy and I are like, well fuck. Be damned if we're calling the NCO's, this is Rear-D and nobody but this burned-out psycho of SSG is on duty and he'll just blame us. Since Ft. Stewart cares sooooo much about the safety of it's Soldiers, every room code was the same! So we opened her room and were immediately blown back by a cloud of stink. The first thing we noticed was the smoke, she'd left chicken on a burn plate... but no skillet. Yeah. After securing the fire hazard we saw the rest of a room she didn't share with anyone at the moment, which was probably how nobody had noticed before. What should have been two bunks in a room was one bunk (no identifiable bedding but dirty uniforms and clothes she was genuinely too fat to fit in, including what she was wearing already) and a pile of TA-50 and some other crap I didn't bother to identify. The floor was a layer of clothes, seemingly moist, and against my buddy's better judgement (He was a Cav Scout, I an MP) I just had to investigate how there could be all this shit out here, and not in her closet (where I hid my mess.) The answer explained something else I had been curious about, when did she take her trash out? She was never at the dumpster when the rest of us were walking to PT, but now I knew. She had NEVER taken her trash out. Since arriving at the Rock of the Merde she'd been saving every scrap in trash bags piled sealing high in her room.
Stepping over and through used panties, torpedo-shaped bras, trash and used feminine products, I simply had my buddy let go of her. She face planted in her own filth and we left her there.
I guess she didn't die, because she was at PT the next Monday like nothing had ever happened.
Later, when she got to FOB Kalsu, one of the guys in my platoon started tapping that. Good thing I didn't like him, otherwise I might have had to be a bro.