Roqua once had Bryce threaten to rape his kids and he still hasn't gotten over that.
Hey Crispy, for shits and giggles are you able to verify that I'm not... whoever the fuck it is Roqua seems to think I am? Or don't, this is sort of funny (though threatening to rape someone's kids is fucking right out in edgelord land). I still remain unconvinced Roqua was ever in the military, and even if he was somehow I doubt he was anything more than some POG or FOBbit at best.
I despise pogues, but at least they have a fucking job you fucking invalid. If you weren't retarded you would have read infantryman, in the 82nd. 2/505. Even invalids like you should have heard of the 82nd, and its hard to understand how you could be retarded enough to know that infantrymen started the term pogue.
I read it and I don't believe it for a single second. The average infantryman is not usually a shining example of mental alacrity, but you'd make any given E-3 look like a rocket scientist. I doubt you did well enough on your ASVAB to be assigned to anything more dangerous than latrine scrubbing, and you absolutely reek of that particular stench of "thinks he's a lot smarter than he actually is" that would at the very least get you smoked half to death by a DI that fucking absolutely would have no time for your crap.
Is that how you became an invalid - Basic broke you? Nothing is more pathetic than an invalid calling out a real person with real military service. Basic and AIT were laughable compared to my unit. Only fucking pogues and invalids find Basic and AIT difficult, because they go to their joke jobs in their joke branches. And that is where the Army can learn a lot from the Marines. They make sure their poques are trained and have somewhat of a soldier's mindset. Whatever branch and poque job you tried and failed to get in, it is sure it wasn't a real MOS with a combat focus.
Now I will say things your retarded, invalid mind that is childish enough to emote in your typing by using words like "poke" and other invalid speak, you non-working effeminate fuck. I started as an AG in a two man gun team. I carried a thousand rounds of 7.62 that weighed something like 5.5 lbs per 100 rounds. I carried the tripod that weighed about 20, the spare barrel, and all the other shit for the 60. When firing I had to spot, link rounds, tighten the gas piston thing, and change barrels when it got too hot. Since I was fucking hua as fuck, I became a gunner after one year, when most are just starting to not be considered cherries, I was a team leader. About 6 months in as a gunner we switched to the 240bs, which were heavier and went through rounds a lot faster, but fired a easier and no longer had gas piston tightening. 6 months later I went to the a regular line squad as bravo team leader and was put in for the board. I passed the board and made corporal while waiting for points. Most of the teams were always short, like we never had three man gun teams like we should have, and being bravo team lead I never had a full team so always carried the 203. I got pinned because points don't matter on deployment, or didn't back then. I did close to five years total and got out with way over a year as an acting squad leader for both line and weapon squads. It was really expected for E5s and especially E6s to have their ranger tab. I was not hua enough to want to go to ranger school, and ETSed. Back then the Ranger Bats wore black berets and legs weren't allowed to put their filthy hands on a beret. Much later, I served in both NG infantry as well as pogue units. I went a good 10 years of never working out and heavily smoking and it is shameful but I was not able to physically keep up with even NG leg infantrymen and fell out of literally everything and was reassigned to a full pogue unit and did the vast majority of my NG enlistment as a pogue.
but isn't infantry, like, the most lowest IQ branch in the whole military?
In the US, since we have an actual professional military of volunteers, you get a very wide spread in the infantry. We had a ton of college grads come in as E4s. Your choice is to be a fake soldier or join the infantry and most smart people want to be real soldiers. You have the infantry, combat engineers, and combat medics (or Hospital Corpsman in the Marines). Forward observers are kind of combat arms, but they go to the field like 1/10th than we do and they usually suck at humping and sucking. The Platoon Sergeant (E7) is the person in charge, and the Platoon Leader is usually a good guy looking to not look fucked up in front of the CO and XO. Almost all butter bars have all their "scare-me" badges before getting a platoon, and none I've ever seen have been like the shitty officers I see in charge of the conscript armies of Europe. The infantry culture is about being super hua, meaning you get the scare-me badges, you get true blue for IEB, you run like the wind and hump like the hulk, and you never fall out and love pain. Our officers are hua and the main difference between officers and senior NCOs is the officers are nice and NCOs are always dicks that smoke the shit out of everyone.
There are stupid as fuck people, but as long as they can run, hump, and listen they are okay and just get smoked more than their smarter piers. They won't make NCO or be in a leadership position, and most are at least smart enough to become broke dicks and work in the mail room or something until they ETS. Unlike in the movies, the Platoon Sergeant doesn't yell at one specific person. They'll chew out the whole plaotoon once in a while, but if someone is fucked up they tell the squad leader, who tells the team leader, who smokes the fucked up guy. But the team leader's job is to make sure no one is fucked up, so if the PS sees anything it looks really bad for the squad leader, who takes it out on the team leader, who takes it out on the fucked up guy.
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And owlfish, we know, you post pictures. You have pictures. You don't have any balls. You don't have any brains. You don't have any pride. You don't have any face. You have pictures. You are very freighted fish with tons of pictures. A brainless pussy with lots of pictures.