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May 8, 2011

" It just gets colder. It just gets harder."

My Hell Week began in the middle of the night.

Sleeping in a large tent with my men, I woke to the sound of a Mark-43 Squad Automatic Weapon. The Mark-43 has a cyclic rate of fire of 550 rounds per minute. It is the primary "heavy" gun carried by SEALs on patrol. A blank round is not nearly as loud as a live one, but when the gun is rocking just feet away from your ears in an enclosed tent, it still sounds painfully loud. We soon started surf torture. We ran into the ocean until we were chest deep in water, formed a line, and linked arms as the cold waves ran through us. Soon we began to shiver. Instructors on bullhorns spoke evenly, "Gentlemen, quit now, and you can avoid the rush later. You are only at the beginning of a very long week. It just gets colder. It just gets harder." -- An Inside Look at the SEAL Sensibility - WSJ.com

Posted by Vanderleun at May 8, 2011 1:54 PM. This is an entry on the sideblog of American Digest: Check it out.

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Yeah, they did the same to us before we got the Beret. I'll bet Force Recon is a pussy camp too. They pushed us hard, many dropped out. Quitting is easy.

The real test came in the Nam, if you didn't learn and earn your stuff, you didn't come home; many of the guys that did learn still didn't come back.
Still better than being a leg.

Nobody wants to be with the ones that can't take the punishment and the pain and go on. They have no heart.

Posted by: Peccable at May 8, 2011 6:16 PM

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