Harcom:
12NA/68 intake here,i suffered like market thief in depot.At poster,do you meet Lt Daga then,Dogo,Afolabi and Maye as instructor that year.You are my immediate junior and i guess you are 69 intake.I left as well to further my education abroad when the heat too much.Madman job

1 rep 69rri

Blitzking:
My sister is In NDA.. WISH HER LUCK . BUT ARE THERE FEMALE GENERALS

Yes

Yemi Kale's mum was a major general

Buddha3:


Very..

now go sing with the crawdads

Kharol1234:
Nigeria Army work no be am, have got couple of friends in the Nigeria Army and Navy, they look wer older than me even though we are same age.

No time for family, always on posting next they draft you for Boko Haram.

I know all the sleeps night my dad had as the then RSM of our barrack Retired now

Barrack women and there quarrel barrack children and stealing.


There was this boy that die while e went for recruitment, really felt hurt.

Nigeria Army work no be am.

Was an RSM?

Respect bro.

olamilarks:
chatinent, I remember the last NN form I filled, it has a section where your parents signed your life and death to the state!

Both in the army.

chatinent:
Hi everyone,,, so this is my experience joining the Nigerian Army, batch 13NA regular intake.

Growing up in those days, I think I had a thing for the military...plus that's what my dad loved doing. Having stayed in the barracks half my life, I grew accustomed to the way and manner the system works.

So it was 2013, and I picked the form...although, with a modicum of apathy.

One thing about this phase is that even as you haven't joined, you'd start feeling like a soldier already! You go dey assume! You'd even begin to purchase okrika khaki pants and singlets...you know, after all, that's where you are going. We were already clearing people's doubts, and chawoosing those LASTMA boys you know.😌

Okay okay, time don reach. We proceeded to partake in the aptitude test, which served as the initial stage of screening within the confines of the barracks, followed by the subsequent pre-medical evaluations. Indeed, I successfully achieved a favorable outcome due to my exceptional intellectual acumen, and I possessed a considerable stature and exhibited remarkable dexterity. Don't believe me, it was through connections!😊😜

So time don dey reach to enter Depot N.A..that's the place where soldiers are made in Kaduna. That is the very crucible in which men are forged. A few acquaintances who were aware of my shortlisting had already commenced offering me counsel and expressing their condolences through the medium of proverbs. Lol. And there was Nduka. Nduka who indelibly etched an event within the recesses of my memory, destined to endure for the entirety of my mortal existence.

Nduka consistently showed an aura of maturity, rendering him a sagacious individual in my perception. On the eve of my imminent departure, he imparted a cunning stratagem to endure the arduous conditions when I get to Depot. He expressed the notion that throughout the duration of our training, it is imperative that I refrain from exhibiting any signs of intellectual lethargy or weakness. That if I wanted to get a quick ticket to the next phase and be seen as one who is fit. He said, assuming I was doing a frog jump or sth else, I should summon courage and refuse to continue. And the event that the soldier attempts to compel my compliance through the exertion of physical coercion, that I should attack and adopt a defensive stance and engage in a counteroffensive maneuver to the soldier. His words were laced with salt.

I was like "attack? Bro, that one na die na." He was like "funny you, do you think it's everyone who does the whole training? How do you think some soldiers are promoted fast before the others? It's how rugged you are and how you show it that will make them choose you fast from the weaklings. One oga will just call them to bring you out and bro, you are now very qualified because of the courage. E dey happen steady ". Hmm, I pondered over it. Well, it sounded a bit realistic.


Depot N.A.

The bus has just arrived the gate of the great Depot. Let's overlook what transpired during the trip and focus on this arrival. Next shout we heard was 'FALL IN.'

We were forced to carry our luggage while doing frog jumps to enter the gate. That was the slowest moment on my life. And if you tried to cheat the drill, you'll start again after being beaten mercilessly.

There was this Miss Pepeye trailing behind me who was lugging around a lot of heavy luggage. She was so upset by the soldiers that she abandoned her belongings and fled to the opposite side of the road, where she knelt down and begged while crying. The expression on my grave face was supposed to be one of laughter, but I had just beaten myself. At the very least, watching the drama was entertaining.


The 'faithful' day..

Long story short, we were "on planting." In military, to go on planting is one of the most difficult drills. You will literary be upside down and it will take no minutes before blood starts rushing to your head. In order words, you are upside down but standing on your head.

Omo, I don dey feel tears pouring from my side eyes but I wasn't crying. This drill is coming after we were already punished because sb murmured while the MWOII (Master Warrant Officer) was talking. My body was literally burning and we still had to go on planting. Since I was fair in complexion, it was another bad omen. Fair people in Depot are usually used as "white fowls" or scapegoats as you call it. Those soldiers enjoy seeing red veins or blood on your skin.

So, I was still on planting and in that position upside down, I saw a soldier still beating some others on planting either because they were shaking miserably or for sth else. I was deliberately if this military was even worth it. Abi no bi to just run? I looked at the fence and it looked jump-able. After all, they don't pay well. I was just looking for the perfect excuse for the nearest exit and to solidify my reasons to hang my boots.

It was that moment I remembered Martins who was in a local vigilante in my street who told me to roll in mud water for no just reason because he felt I was haughty. I swore to damage him when I came out. As I was thinking all this, I also remembered how Nduka advised me to not pay evil with evil when I finally pass out from the training. In mid-thoughts, I remembered Nduka’s advice—the game changer!

Don't forget I was still planting my head on the ground. My neck was about to break cos we have been on this for about 15mins. As I tried to adjust a bit to accommodate the pain with another side of my head, this soldier kicked me on my shoulders...a missed hit that should have been my neck. Omo, the whole advice from Nduka flashed me and in light speed, I came down from the drill and pushed the soldier so hard that he fell. And I charged towards him. To be honest, I didn't even know why I charged cos I didn't even charge to hit him or punch. I realised I just charged to make him remain on the floor.

To cut the story short, ha, Nduka no tell me everything wey fit happen to me o. The oga there told them to single me out...which Nduka actually said...but it was the opposite. The beating I received that day and the days that followed, only God knew how I survived it. Till date, I have some of the scars on my body.


It was not easy at all.


Have you ever experienced sth similar? Kindly share.

Only those that doesn't value their lives will intentionally join the Nigeria Army...

GeneralPula:

When it comes to military training, it’s almost brutal everywhere on earth..

I watched a video clip of USA training their Soldiers! Omo, I open mouth!

Some soldiers do die during training self..

I'm sorry, this is pure cap. you don't have to justify nothing.
soldiers are not made in Nigeria, only monsters!

chatinent:
Hi everyone,,, so this is my experience joining the Nigerian Army, batch 13NA regular intake.

Growing up in those days, I think I had a thing for the military...plus that's what my dad loved doing. Having stayed in the barracks half my life, I grew accustomed to the way and manner the system works.

So it was 2013, and I picked the form...although, with a modicum of apathy.

One thing about this phase is that even as you haven't joined, you'd start feeling like a soldier already! You go dey assume! You'd even begin to purchase okrika khaki pants and singlets...you know, after all, that's where you are going. We were already clearing people's doubts, and chawoosing those LASTMA boys you know.😌

Okay okay, time don reach. We proceeded to partake in the aptitude test, which served as the initial stage of screening within the confines of the barracks, followed by the subsequent pre-medical evaluations. Indeed, I successfully achieved a favorable outcome due to my exceptional intellectual acumen, and I possessed a considerable stature and exhibited remarkable dexterity. Don't believe me, it was through connections!😊😜

So time don dey reach to enter Depot N.A..that's the place where soldiers are made in Kaduna. That is the very crucible in which men are forged. A few acquaintances who were aware of my shortlisting had already commenced offering me counsel and expressing their condolences through the medium of proverbs. Lol. And there was Nduka. Nduka who indelibly etched an event within the recesses of my memory, destined to endure for the entirety of my mortal existence.

Nduka consistently showed an aura of maturity, rendering him a sagacious individual in my perception. On the eve of my imminent departure, he imparted a cunning stratagem to endure the arduous conditions when I get to Depot. He expressed the notion that throughout the duration of our training, it is imperative that I refrain from exhibiting any signs of intellectual lethargy or weakness. That if I wanted to get a quick ticket to the next phase and be seen as one who is fit. He said, assuming I was doing a frog jump or sth else, I should summon courage and refuse to continue. And the event that the soldier attempts to compel my compliance through the exertion of physical coercion, that I should attack and adopt a defensive stance and engage in a counteroffensive maneuver to the soldier. His words were laced with salt.

I was like "attack? Bro, that one na die na." He was like "funny you, do you think it's everyone who does the whole training? How do you think some soldiers are promoted fast before the others? It's how rugged you are and how you show it that will make them choose you fast from the weaklings. One oga will just call them to bring you out and bro, you are now very qualified because of the courage. E dey happen steady ". Hmm, I pondered over it. Well, it sounded a bit realistic.


Depot N.A.

The bus has just arrived the gate of the great Depot. Let's overlook what transpired during the trip and focus on this arrival. Next shout we heard was 'FALL IN.'

We were forced to carry our luggage while doing frog jumps to enter the gate. That was the slowest moment on my life. And if you tried to cheat the drill, you'll start again after being beaten mercilessly.

There was this Miss Pepeye trailing behind me who was lugging around a lot of heavy luggage. She was so upset by the soldiers that she abandoned her belongings and fled to the opposite side of the road, where she knelt down and begged while crying. The expression on my grave face was supposed to be one of laughter, but I had just beaten myself. At the very least, watching the drama was entertaining.


The 'faithful' day..

Long story short, we were "on planting." In military, to go on planting is one of the most difficult drills. You will literary be upside down and it will take no minutes before blood starts rushing to your head. In order words, you are upside down but standing on your head.

Omo, I don dey feel tears pouring from my side eyes but I wasn't crying. This drill is coming after we were already punished because sb murmured while the MWOII (Master Warrant Officer) was talking. My body was literally burning and we still had to go on planting. Since I was fair in complexion, it was another bad omen. Fair people in Depot are usually used as "white fowls" or scapegoats as you call it. Those soldiers enjoy seeing red veins or blood on your skin.

So, I was still on planting and in that position upside down, I saw a soldier still beating some others on planting either because they were shaking miserably or for sth else. I was deliberately if this military was even worth it. Abi no bi to just run? I looked at the fence and it looked jump-able. After all, they don't pay well. I was just looking for the perfect excuse for the nearest exit and to solidify my reasons to hang my boots.

It was that moment I remembered Martins who was in a local vigilante in my street who told me to roll in mud water for no just reason because he felt I was haughty. I swore to damage him when I came out. As I was thinking all this, I also remembered how Nduka advised me to not pay evil with evil when I finally pass out from the training. In mid-thoughts, I remembered Nduka’s advice—the game changer!

Don't forget I was still planting my head on the ground. My neck was about to break cos we have been on this for about 15mins. As I tried to adjust a bit to accommodate the pain with another side of my head, this soldier kicked me on my shoulders...a missed hit that should have been my neck. Omo, the whole advice from Nduka flashed me and in light speed, I came down from the drill and pushed the soldier so hard that he fell. And I charged towards him. To be honest, I didn't even know why I charged cos I didn't even charge to hit him or punch. I realised I just charged to make him remain on the floor.

To cut the story short, ha, Nduka no tell me everything wey fit happen to me o. The oga there told them to single me out...which Nduka actually said...but it was the opposite. The beating I received that day and the days that followed, only God knew how I survived it. Till date, I have some of the scars on my body.


It was not easy at all.


Have you ever experienced sth similar? Kindly share.

So Chati na you

I wondered when Army begin speak grammar...A place where them the pack people wey their hea d no correct enter🤣🤣🤣

I think this is someone else story tho. Not the OPs'

chatinent:


Was an RSM?

Respect bro.

Yes and the rank of Master warrant officer (M.w.o).

Anyone that finish readying the article can summarized it for me.

davillian:

You will never see a us soldier using sticks or pipe to beat recruit
They are just drills that can aid your survival in war zone or drills that can save you when you all alone....
I watched a US marine bring down 4 guys who attacked him after hitting his car in lagos
Now can your average Nigerian soldiers do that ?

lol... overkill! A US marine will bring down four US soldiers as well.

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abufadllullah:

G are brutalized and demean all in the name of toughen up and mould into a man!...
By the way why did you leave the Army??

Did you attend Depot nursery and primary school.I stayed in NMS officer quarters in the 90s.

I shared that same experience with you in 2018.

When I came back to my father's house my father couldn't look at me twice tears ran out of hi eye before my brothers took the floor..

Oboiiiiiiiii you don see 70 finishe o.... Oversabi too dey worry dos bagas

endsarrrs:
Grammar and over sabi sabi dey worry dat Otondo head


What regular?

70 abi?

Ekejoestar:
E no easy to be a soldier truely but Nigerians own get as e be, that's why most of those ordinary recruit soldiers usually turns in wild animals when they come across a civilian all because of the training they passed through.

Bottom line is, the armed forces need to change their curriculum for training. From what I have observed and read so far, it seems to me that they actually train them on how to maltreat, torture and kill defenseless civilians. This is deliberate so that the powers that be can quickly use them to turn remorselessly against their civilian compatriots during protests. The torture and beatings that they are subjected to turn them into wild animals instead of cool, calculated and rugged killing machines against the enemy. The curriculum should also emphasize on serious mental and psychological trainings because it is from there that real endurance comes from. They should train them not to attack and torture, beat or kill civilians and law enforcement. If they get captured by enemy combatants, they turn into infants because of this poor training regimen which emphasizes on brute force alone and no training on intelligence, restrain and psychology.

It is understandable if many Nigerians don't value our soldiers. And that is due to the way the military and army had intervened too much in civilian politics and that has made them to lose their respect. You won't value Nigerian soldiers until you see how magnificently, purposely and professionally they perform in operations outside Nigeria. They did so so well in Sierra Leone and Liberia and also There is a video on YouTube where Nigerian soldiers fought valiantly alongside either American or French soldiers to the extent of the white giving kudos to our military. But because we see them collecting 100 nairas and 200 naira on our roads here in Nigeria like the police, this easily makes people believe they are useless.

Wic of the 13NATION do you belong 69ri/22ak or 70ri

chatinent:
Hi everyone,,, so this is my experience joining the Nigerian Army, batch 13NA regular intake.

Growing up in those days, I think I had a thing for the military...plus that's what my dad loved doing. Having stayed in the barracks half my life, I grew accustomed to the way and manner the system works.

So it was 2013, and I picked the form...although, with a modicum of apathy.

One thing about this phase is that even as you haven't joined, you'd start feeling like a soldier already! You go dey assume! You'd even begin to purchase okrika khaki pants and singlets...you know, after all, that's where you are going. We were already clearing people's doubts, and chawoosing those LASTMA boys you know.😌

Okay okay, time don reach. We proceeded to partake in the aptitude test, which served as the initial stage of screening within the confines of the barracks, followed by the subsequent pre-medical evaluations. Indeed, I successfully achieved a favorable outcome due to my exceptional intellectual acumen, and I possessed a considerable stature and exhibited remarkable dexterity. Don't believe me, it was through connections!😊😜

So time don dey reach to enter Depot N.A..that's the place where soldiers are made in Kaduna. That is the very crucible in which men are forged. A few acquaintances who were aware of my shortlisting had already commenced offering me counsel and expressing their condolences through the medium of proverbs. Lol. And there was Nduka. Nduka who indelibly etched an event within the recesses of my memory, destined to endure for the entirety of my mortal existence.

Nduka consistently showed an aura of maturity, rendering him a sagacious individual in my perception. On the eve of my imminent departure, he imparted a cunning stratagem to endure the arduous conditions when I get to Depot. He expressed the notion that throughout the duration of our training, it is imperative that I refrain from exhibiting any signs of intellectual lethargy or weakness. That if I wanted to get a quick ticket to the next phase and be seen as one who is fit. He said, assuming I was doing a frog jump or sth else, I should summon courage and refuse to continue. And the event that the soldier attempts to compel my compliance through the exertion of physical coercion, that I should attack and adopt a defensive stance and engage in a counteroffensive maneuver to the soldier. His words were laced with salt.

I was like "attack? Bro, that one na die na." He was like "funny you, do you think it's everyone who does the whole training? How do you think some soldiers are promoted fast before the others? It's how rugged you are and how you show it that will make them choose you fast from the weaklings. One oga will just call them to bring you out and bro, you are now very qualified because of the courage. E dey happen steady ". Hmm, I pondered over it. Well, it sounded a bit realistic.


Depot N.A.

The bus has just arrived the gate of the great Depot. Let's overlook what transpired during the trip and focus on this arrival. Next shout we heard was 'FALL IN.'

We were forced to carry our luggage while doing frog jumps to enter the gate. That was the slowest moment on my life. And if you tried to cheat the drill, you'll start again after being beaten mercilessly.

There was this Miss Pepeye trailing behind me who was lugging around a lot of heavy luggage. She was so upset by the soldiers that she abandoned her belongings and fled to the opposite side of the road, where she knelt down and begged while crying. The expression on my grave face was supposed to be one of laughter, but I had just beaten myself. At the very least, watching the drama was entertaining.


The 'faithful' day..

Long story short, we were "on planting." In military, to go on planting is one of the most difficult drills. You will literary be upside down and it will take no minutes before blood starts rushing to your head. In order words, you are upside down but standing on your head.

Omo, I don dey feel tears pouring from my side eyes but I wasn't crying. This drill is coming after we were already punished because sb murmured while the MWOII (Master Warrant Officer) was talking. My body was literally burning and we still had to go on planting. Since I was fair in complexion, it was another bad omen. Fair people in Depot are usually used as "white fowls" or scapegoats as you call it. Those soldiers enjoy seeing red veins or blood on your skin.

So, I was still on planting and in that position upside down, I saw a soldier still beating some others on planting either because they were shaking miserably or for sth else. I was deliberately if this military was even worth it. Abi no bi to just run? I looked at the fence and it looked jump-able. After all, they don't pay well. I was just looking for the perfect excuse for the nearest exit and to solidify my reasons to hang my boots.

It was that moment I remembered Martins who was in a local vigilante in my street who told me to roll in mud water for no just reason because he felt I was haughty. I swore to damage him when I came out. As I was thinking all this, I also remembered how Nduka advised me to not pay evil with evil when I finally pass out from the training. In mid-thoughts, I remembered Nduka’s advice—the game changer!

Don't forget I was still planting my head on the ground. My neck was about to break cos we have been on this for about 15mins. As I tried to adjust a bit to accommodate the pain with another side of my head, this soldier kicked me on my shoulders...a missed hit that should have been my neck. Omo, the whole advice from Nduka flashed me and in light speed, I came down from the drill and pushed the soldier so hard that he fell. And I charged towards him. To be honest, I didn't even know why I charged cos I didn't even charge to hit him or punch. I realised I just charged to make him remain on the floor.

To cut the story short, ha, Nduka no tell me everything wey fit happen to me o. The oga there told them to single me out...which Nduka actually said...but it was the opposite. The beating I received that day and the days that followed, only God knew how I survived it. Till date, I have some of the scars on my body.


It was not easy at all.


Have you ever experienced sth similar? Kindly share.

Faithful007:
This is false.

As a drill instructor in the US Military, you cannot physically abuse anyone. Physical training like runs and push-ups are different from punishments. No one is forced to do anything against his will in training.

If you can't meet the physical requirements you'll be disqualified. Stressing one beyond what he/she can take or directly hitting someone is abuse and not training.

That is why they turn out to be broke, frustrated monsters when they come out. The first thing they do is look for some civilian to torture or some rules to break so that they can beat up any police that tries to caution them.

mkoabiola:

Are u sure 13 na is 70ri

Check ur records again

13NA/70RRI

michaelwilli:


They die from the tough training, not from being maltreated by their trainers

Our people don't know the difference.

GeneralPula:


This your question, I think we need to run a hypothesis to be able to know..

Kindly organize 3 of your friends, including you making 4. Attack any lone Nigeria soldier and let see if he will be able to bring you guys down or not..

That’s the best way for us to be able to know - thanksfully, you claimed you saw it. Let us also see it

Bros, I have seen a civilian engaged a soldier in a one on one scuffle. The military idiot had to call for reinforcement before everyone ran away. Na wetin? They are always calling for backup. No de cap here.

Atk001:
Wic of the 13NATION do you belong 69ri/22ak or 70ri

I can bet you are among the set where they joined the army and navy. I didn't mention years.😌

Im very sure

mkoabiola:

Are u sure 13 na is 70ri

Check ur records again

chatinent:
Hi everyone,,, so this is my experience joining the Nigerian Army, batch 13NA regular intake.

Growing up in those days, I think I had a thing for the military...plus that's what my dad loved doing. Having stayed in the barracks half my life, I grew accustomed to the way and manner the system works.

So it was 2013, and I picked the form...although, with a modicum of apathy.

One thing about this phase is that even as you haven't joined, you'd start feeling like a soldier already! You go dey assume! You'd even begin to purchase okrika khaki pants and singlets...you know, after all, that's where you are going. We were already clearing people's doubts, and chawoosing those LASTMA boys you know.😌

Okay okay, time don reach. We proceeded to partake in the aptitude test, which served as the initial stage of screening within the confines of the barracks, followed by the subsequent pre-medical evaluations. Indeed, I successfully achieved a favorable outcome due to my exceptional intellectual acumen, and I possessed a considerable stature and exhibited remarkable dexterity. Don't believe me, it was through connections!😊😜

So time don dey reach to enter Depot N.A..that's the place where soldiers are made in Kaduna. That is the very crucible in which men are forged. A few acquaintances who were aware of my shortlisting had already commenced offering me counsel and expressing their condolences through the medium of proverbs. Lol. And there was Nduka. Nduka who indelibly etched an event within the recesses of my memory, destined to endure for the entirety of my mortal existence.

Nduka consistently showed an aura of maturity, rendering him a sagacious individual in my perception. On the eve of my imminent departure, he imparted a cunning stratagem to endure the arduous conditions when I get to Depot. He expressed the notion that throughout the duration of our training, it is imperative that I refrain from exhibiting any signs of intellectual lethargy or weakness. That if I wanted to get a quick ticket to the next phase and be seen as one who is fit. He said, assuming I was doing a frog jump or sth else, I should summon courage and refuse to continue. And the event that the soldier attempts to compel my compliance through the exertion of physical coercion, that I should attack and adopt a defensive stance and engage in a counteroffensive maneuver to the soldier. His words were laced with salt.

I was like "attack? Bro, that one na die na." He was like "funny you, do you think it's everyone who does the whole training? How do you think some soldiers are promoted fast before the others? It's how rugged you are and how you show it that will make them choose you fast from the weaklings. One oga will just call them to bring you out and bro, you are now very qualified because of the courage. E dey happen steady ". Hmm, I pondered over it. Well, it sounded a bit realistic.


Depot N.A.

The bus has just arrived the gate of the great Depot. Let's overlook what transpired during the trip and focus on this arrival. Next shout we heard was 'FALL IN.'

We were forced to carry our luggage while doing frog jumps to enter the gate. That was the slowest moment on my life. And if you tried to cheat the drill, you'll start again after being beaten mercilessly.

There was this Miss Pepeye trailing behind me who was lugging around a lot of heavy luggage. She was so upset by the soldiers that she abandoned her belongings and fled to the opposite side of the road, where she knelt down and begged while crying. The expression on my grave face was supposed to be one of laughter, but I had just beaten myself. At the very least, watching the drama was entertaining.


The 'faithful' day..

Long story short, we were "on planting." In military, to go on planting is one of the most difficult drills. You will literary be upside down and it will take no minutes before blood starts rushing to your head. In order words, you are upside down but standing on your head.

Omo, I don dey feel tears pouring from my side eyes but I wasn't crying. This drill is coming after we were already punished because sb murmured while the MWOII (Master Warrant Officer) was talking. My body was literally burning and we still had to go on planting. Since I was fair in complexion, it was another bad omen. Fair people in Depot are usually used as "white fowls" or scapegoats as you call it. Those soldiers enjoy seeing red veins or blood on your skin.

So, I was still on planting and in that position upside down, I saw a soldier still beating some others on planting either because they were shaking miserably or for sth else. I was deliberately if this military was even worth it. Abi no bi to just run? I looked at the fence and it looked jump-able. After all, they don't pay well. I was just looking for the perfect excuse for the nearest exit and to solidify my reasons to hang my boots.

It was that moment I remembered Martins who was in a local vigilante in my street who told me to roll in mud water for no just reason because he felt I was haughty. I swore to damage him when I came out. As I was thinking all this, I also remembered how Nduka advised me to not pay evil with evil when I finally pass out from the training. In mid-thoughts, I remembered Nduka’s advice—the game changer!

Don't forget I was still planting my head on the ground. My neck was about to break cos we have been on this for about 15mins. As I tried to adjust a bit to accommodate the pain with another side of my head, this soldier kicked me on my shoulders...a missed hit that should have been my neck. Omo, the whole advice from Nduka flashed me and in light speed, I came down from the drill and pushed the soldier so hard that he fell. And I charged towards him. To be honest, I didn't even know why I charged cos I didn't even charge to hit him or punch. I realised I just charged to make him remain on the floor.

To cut the story short, ha, Nduka no tell me everything wey fit happen to me o. The oga there told them to single me out...which Nduka actually said...but it was the opposite. The beating I received that day and the days that followed, only God knew how I survived it. Till date, I have some of the scars on my body.


It was not easy at all.


Have you ever experienced sth similar? Kindly share.

So did you graduate?

Seriously I'm enjoying this

davillian:
My friend joined us army skinny
But after training he was well built and thick....
The Nigerian army training need to be fixed
They should give drills that will build your body and not beating people like animals....
They should give endurance training and not drying people inside the sun.

Thanks so much for your suggestions. Indeed, this new soldier,didn't tell us many things, l want to hear. Obviously, Army, Navy and Airforce have same training. After the initial medical accessment,you would be asked to shave your head like malam, and an,underwear singlet would be handed to you for water baptism. There on,you would be asked to swim in swine pool. How about obstacles crossing not to talk about bush attack. Time would not permit me to mention endurance journey etc

GeneralPula:


This your question, I think we need to run a hypothesis to be able to know..

Kindly organize 3 of your friends, including you making 4. Attack any lone Nigeria soldier and let see if he will be able to bring you guys down or not..

That’s the best way for us to be able to know - thanksfully, you claimed you saw it. Let us also see it

Only me would be enough problem for a single soldier to handle one vs one.....

windvane:
You made me remember secondary school days...AFSS....joined the cadet in 1992,that was like year 2.the drills were hell,I could remember an aircommodore's(1 star general) son fainted on drills,his dad came to school the next day and because our commandant was a squadron leader(major general),he gave both the RSM and commandant serious warning.one girl was slapped and she fainted,lately died in hospital,she was a sickle cell patient.i was lucky not go through heavy drills because I was playing the beagle for the color party...I love the military but I was lucky not to join.....seen so many posters of those that got into NDA 2000/01 wey don die for theatre for sambisa forest.My set was the last to use a real riffle for parades.....

Do they send NDA officers to the theatre?I thought it's only commission officers.

Revolution2022:
Do they send NDA officers to the theatre?I thought it's only commission officers.

Why not who go command them for theatre