Rebellion - Human Error

"ATTENTION YOU MAGGOTS!"

All of us instantly stood with our legs straight, all except for one. The Drill Instructor instantly marched over to him and hit him with a metal rod, causing him to fall onto the floor writhing in agony.

"WHEN I SAY ATTENTION I MEAN STAND AT ATTENTION! NOT STAND HOWEVER THE FUCK YOU WANT!"

"Yes Sir." The soldier replied feebly.

The Drill Instructor hit him again.

"BULLSHIT! I CAN'T HEAR YOU, YOU GUTLESS SACK OF SHIT!"

"Yes Sir!" The soldier shouted.

The soldier was hit again.

"BETTER! BUT THE FIRST AND LAST WORDS I WANT TO HEAR FROM YOUR DISGUSTING MOUTH IS 'SIR'. DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME?"

"Sir yes Sir!"

"AND THAT GOES FOR ALL OF YOU MAGGOTS," The Drill Instructor shouted as he turned to the rest of us, "DO YOU GET ME?"

"Sir yes Sir." We cried in unison.

Without any hesitation, the Drill Instructor lashed out at the soldier standing next to the one he had already hit.

"BULLSHIT! I CAN'T HEAR YOU!"

"SIR YES SIR!" We all shouted.

"BETTER YOU MAGGOTS!" He then turned back to the two soldier he'd hit, "GET UP YOU LADIES! WE DON'T HAVE ANY NEED FOR PUSSIES!"

Then he started walking slowly up and down the barracks, all the while yelling at us.

"I AM DRILL INSTRUCTOR HARTMAN AND THIS IS THE FIRST DAY OF YOUR TRAINING, THIS IS ALSO THE FIRST DAY OF YOUR NEW LIVES. AFTER I'M THROUGH WITH YOU, YOU WILL BE COMPLETELY CHANGED, YOU WILL NO LONGER BE THE MAGGOTS THAT YOU HAVE BEEN ALL OF YOU MISERABLE LIVES, YOU WILL BE KILLERS! UNSTOPPABLE MACHINES OF DEATH AND DESTCRUCTION! YOU WILL WADE IN RIVERS MADE OF THE BLOOD OF YOUR FOES, AS WELL AS THE BLOOD OF YOUR COMRADES! IF ANY OF YOU FEEL THAT THIS IS NOT THE LIFE FOR YOU, AND YOU DECIDE TO GO BACK TO BEING MAGGOTS, THEN YOU ARE A WEAK AND PETHETIC MAGGOT WHOSE ONLY PURPOSE IS TO MEET THE UNDERSIDE OF MY FOOT!"

The Drill Instructor stopped in front of me and turned towards me.

"AND WHAT IS YOUR NAME YOU SLIMY FILTH-FUCKER?" He shouted into my face.

"Sir! Daniel Shaller Sir!"

The Drill Instructor responded by hitting me round the head with the metal rod.

"I CAN'T HEAR YOU! SOUND OFF LIKE YOU GOT A PAIR!"

With my head ringing, spots appearing before my eyes, my skull feeling like it was cracked and trying to hold back tears of pain, I tried really hard to shout as loud as I possibly could.

"SIR YES SIR!"

"THAT'S BETTER MAGGOT. NOW TELL ME WHY YOU'RE HERE!"

"SIR! I WAS CONSCRIPTED SIR!

"YOU WERE CONSCRIPTED?!? WHY THE FUCK HADN'T YOU SIGNED UP ALREADY TO SERVE YOUR BELOVED NATION?"

"SIR! I HAVE A FAMILY! SIR!"

"OH REALLY? YOU MARRIED?"

"SIR YES SIR!"

"HAPPILY MARRIED?"

"SIR YES SIR!"

"WELL THAT'S TOO FUCKING BAD! I BET YOUR SO-CALLED WIFE IS ALREADY OFF FUCKING SOME RANDOM GUY SHE PULLED OFF THE STREET!"

"SIR-" I began, but I was hit round the head again, this time I swear I heard it crack.

"I DIDN'T ASK FOR YOU OPINION ON THIS MATTER YOU PIECE OF SHIT!"

I tried to say something, but my mouth wouldn't move. My vision started to blur and all everything started to sound muffled.

"FUCK, LOOKS LIKE WE'VE GOT A FAINTER HERE." I heard the Drill Instructor shout, then he motioned to someone out of sight. "GO GET THE FUCKING MEDIC."

The last thing I thought before I passed out was: 'So much for my first day.'