Sweet-smelling Compound
*July 3rd*
I've officially passed out from the course.
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*July 7th - 8th*
Basic Biological and Chemical Defence Training. It's a mouthful, that's why we shorten it to BBCDT, which is still a mouthful nevertheless. In essence, we were taught on how to protect ourselves in case of a biological or chemical warfare. Yet, ironically the protection suit itself is claustrophobic and suffocating, and all of us uanimously agree that we would rather get corroded by sulphuric acid than to die of claustrophobia.
Furthermore, the training suit issued to us reek of mould. Perhaps these suits themselves are biological and chemical weapons of mass destruction.
And oh, days in camp now are so much more relaxing. I am loving my sergeants more.
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*July 9th*
D-Day. Pun intended. We were "forced" into the gas chamber to get a feel of what it's like to be exposed to CS gas (tear gas), just that it isn't World War II and we aren't victims tortured by the Germans.
Surprisingly, the effect is not as bad as I had expected or what had been described to me. Perhaps it's due to my mastery of correct techniques in the canister-changing drill (which involves the changing of the filter of your protective mask, a potentially-choking experience) and knowing the need to take a deep breathe BEFORE you take off your mask instead of AFTER you take off your mask to prevent the extreme, unnecessary and silly inhalation of CS gas.
Funny as it may sound, CS gas has a queer, sweet smell. It smells totally pleasant and harmless. I mean, how can a sweet-smelling compound even vaguely possess any ability to cause collateral damage?
Contrary to popular belief, I didn't cough excessively or tear uncontrollably after I (unwillingly) removed my mask and exposed my face to the gas. My eyes felt stingy, but that's about it.
As I said, how can a sweet-smelling compound even vaguely possess any ability to cause collateral damage?
I called my mum almost immediately after I was allowed to exit the gas chamber. She sounded relieved that I had escaped unscathed. I was too.
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*July 10th - 11th*
Life in camp is still relaxing. Ran a few errands, did some area cleaning. Lunch. Ran a few more errands, did some more area cleaning. Dinner. Admin time. Sleep.
Repeat cycle for next day.
And I finished reading the book "Sex and The City".
I've officially passed out from the course.
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*July 7th - 8th*
Basic Biological and Chemical Defence Training. It's a mouthful, that's why we shorten it to BBCDT, which is still a mouthful nevertheless. In essence, we were taught on how to protect ourselves in case of a biological or chemical warfare. Yet, ironically the protection suit itself is claustrophobic and suffocating, and all of us uanimously agree that we would rather get corroded by sulphuric acid than to die of claustrophobia.
Furthermore, the training suit issued to us reek of mould. Perhaps these suits themselves are biological and chemical weapons of mass destruction.
And oh, days in camp now are so much more relaxing. I am loving my sergeants more.
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*July 9th*
D-Day. Pun intended. We were "forced" into the gas chamber to get a feel of what it's like to be exposed to CS gas (tear gas), just that it isn't World War II and we aren't victims tortured by the Germans.
Surprisingly, the effect is not as bad as I had expected or what had been described to me. Perhaps it's due to my mastery of correct techniques in the canister-changing drill (which involves the changing of the filter of your protective mask, a potentially-choking experience) and knowing the need to take a deep breathe BEFORE you take off your mask instead of AFTER you take off your mask to prevent the extreme, unnecessary and silly inhalation of CS gas.
Funny as it may sound, CS gas has a queer, sweet smell. It smells totally pleasant and harmless. I mean, how can a sweet-smelling compound even vaguely possess any ability to cause collateral damage?
Contrary to popular belief, I didn't cough excessively or tear uncontrollably after I (unwillingly) removed my mask and exposed my face to the gas. My eyes felt stingy, but that's about it.
As I said, how can a sweet-smelling compound even vaguely possess any ability to cause collateral damage?
I called my mum almost immediately after I was allowed to exit the gas chamber. She sounded relieved that I had escaped unscathed. I was too.
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*July 10th - 11th*
Life in camp is still relaxing. Ran a few errands, did some area cleaning. Lunch. Ran a few more errands, did some more area cleaning. Dinner. Admin time. Sleep.
Repeat cycle for next day.
And I finished reading the book "Sex and The City".
小权纯裕郎 自作自秀@at
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