The last time I remembered waking up like a dead fish is back in NS days..
Clad in our long 4s, we walked down in the dim orange street lamps to the armoury

No one speaks a word except the occasional swearing by some grumpy tired men

The only sound you hear is the rifles clicking as we checked our barrels to ensure no live rounds present

ready for war?
that's just the beginning

pray for us
Huiling, Gladys, Pui Yi, Pamela, Becky and yours truly