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borisimo wrote:Ok i agree that everyone should see how it's done incase the need arises to do it in the field, but to me it seems like a waste of animals life.

It's not a waste at all as all the rabbits will be eaten, it would only be a waste if it was done just as a demonstration.

Peoples lives are so sanitised these days it always makes me laugh when people say things like this as if it's some how different cause their rabbit usually comes covered in a sauce instead of fur

yeah if all the animals are eaten then fair enough, but i got the impression that wouldnt always be the case.

Personally i think you should look forward to the survival training. Its one of the most basic and valuable things you could ever be taught.

Can't say ive killed a chicken but ive had my hands on a fair few pheasant/duck necks. Might aswell be a chicken. Theres really not much to it, and at the end of the day you're eating it so its not a needless waste of life.

If your really that squeemish about it and dont want to hurt the poor wittle wabbit (or chicken) then i suggest you listen in to the training staff and learn how to kill it properly - do this and it'll be as quick and painless as you like. Don't worry about it, one day your life could very well depend on the sacrafice.

The Southerner wrote:What does survival training involve? I've heard about worm omelettes, have no idea if it's actually true. Does it involve the killing of any animals?

It may sound strange but I don't think I could hack killing an animal if I knew my life didn't depend on it.

The survival ex is only 24hrs long and on it's jack jones isn't too bad, it's that it comes at the end of a four day ex on dartmoor and (my troop at least ) had had to yomp there, which included an oh-so-fun section of the 30 miler known as the 'rollercoaster', and that's not because it's great fun...
And yes it does involve the killing of animals ( rabbits and chickens ) but there are only enough for about 1 in 3 or 4 so if your really not up for it just hang back and become a bit grey ( whatever you do don't mention it to the training team as they are bound to nominate you to get a bit blooded ) but if you don't get to kill it you will still be involved in skinning it, gutting it, cracking it's ribs, twisting it's head off and generally muckin in.
Lastly if you get a rabbit keep hold of it's fur, I managed to wear ours as a hat/neck warmer which was handy as it were feckin freezin, not to mention it made me feel like some crazed red indian warrior....

Dirk you imposter! I suppose as i'm off to Afghan this week i'll let you look after the name but don't go turning everyone against me, especially that artist and Harry i've seen what happens when they get a sad on! I don't want to come back on R and R to an inbox full of hate mail.

When I was on the Moor with this chicken sat there clucking and looking rather worried. I made damn sure the guy who I was sharing a bivvy with was this bloke called Trevor Godwin from Brissol. Trev was a trained butcher and had the chicken killed, gutted and cooking away in the pot in ten minutes flat. The poxy thing was as chewable as Vulcanised Rubber!

One bloke was bollocked for trying to batter his chicken to death with his rifle butt whilst another bloke burst out crying and legged it away with the chicken to save it from being killed. A few years later that same bloke was a fully paid up member of the SBS. My how he had changed.

Have you ever fed a Chicken with cooked bacon rind? Well it goes though them in seconds. One time on Salisbury Plain I was sat in the middle of knowhere with one FFR and Trailer and three other guys. Nearby was a field full of chickens so being bored we gave a chicken some bacon rind....WHACK! it was in the beak and out of it's arse JUST LIKE THAT!

So being really bored we got some lightweight fishing line and tied some bacon rind to one end and gave it to a chicken WHACK! out in seconds. After a few minutes we had about twenty chickens all pecking each others arses. Then the Farmer turned up...........Ooooops! Not a Happy Hector to put it mildly. Cost each of the lads a £25 fine and me a £50 fine as I was the Cpl in charge. Conduct prejudice to miltary bearing!?!?!?! Work that one out!

Artist

Artist wrote: One bloke was bollocked for trying to batter his chicken to death with his rifle butt...

Jesus Christ. Aren't they supposed to weed out the psychos during selection?!

Artist wrote: ...whilst another bloke burst out crying and legged it away with the chicken to save it from being killed. A few years later that same bloke was a fully paid up member of the SBS. My how he had changed.

Artist

This is likely how I'd be, although hopefully without the tears. Did he get a bollocking for doing it? Was he made to kill something in the end?

The bloke with the rifle was bollocked because he knackered the rifle butt. He killed the chicken no problems, cooked it and ate it with his bivvy partner.

The one who ran of with the chicken was stopped and ordered to return with the chicken, his bivvy partner killed it. The "Crybaby" refused point blank to eat his share. So he went hungry. Over time you learn to come to terms with the way Bootnecks are or you wrap and rejoin Civvie Street.

At 12 weeks the same bloke bought himself out for £25 when offered the option. Went home to Mummy and Daddy. His Daddy being an Ex Bootneck was not happy and drove his lad back to CTC where he rejoined the Troop that Monday afternoon after he had retrieved all the kit he had handed in. From that day he never looked back and went on to do his 22 finishing as a SC1 with the rank of C/Sgt. His nickname was "Bunny" due to his surname.

One of the last times I saw him whilst in the Corp was at the Pompey Dockyard print shop in the late Eighties when he came up from Poole to collect the "Order of Service" stuff I had printed "Free Gratis" for his daughters Christening. We are still in touch to this day.

Artist

Artist wrote:His Daddy being an Ex Bootneck was not happy and drove his lad back to CTC where he rejoined the Troop that Monday afternoon after he had retrieved all the kit he had handed in.
Artist

Wish my dad had of done that!

DirkDiggler wrote:Dirk you imposter! I suppose as i'm off to Afghan this week i'll let you look after the name but don't go turning everyone against me, especially that artist and Harry i've seen what happens when they get a sad on! I don't want to come back on R and R to an inbox full of hate mail.

My apologies go out to you Dirk, I shall try my best to uphold your great name.

One bloke was bollocked for trying to batter his chicken to death with his rifle butt whilst another bloke burst out crying and legged it away with the chicken to save it from being killed. A few years later that same bloke was a fully paid up member of the SBS. My how he had changed.

I remember one lad trying to kill his rabbit with the technique as demonstrated by the ML's, with one, hard, kung-fuesk chop to the back of the neck... 5 mins of sparring with the rabbit later, with the rabbit still alive but with blood flying out it's nose and ears a humane ML stepped in to finish the job.