31.12.1988
So you pencilneck dweebs think you've got what it takes to be part of the elite special forces? What gave you that idea? My ten-year-old sister is a better soldier than you! You're gonna be crawlin' over walls and wire, and when you're bloody from that, we're gonna sic the dogs on ya. And if that doesn't send ya runnin' home to your momma, we'll make sure the land mines do. And you will learn to work with explosives and to defend yourself in hand-to-hand combat. I'm telling you that be the time we're through with you, you'll wish the dogs had gotten you. You can count on me to make sure of that. We're going to find out which of you wimps has the intestinal fortitude to survive this combat course...