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What starts as a simple day on an Army rifle range quickly turns into a story that perfectly captures the kind of absurd humor people secretly love but rarely admit. A brand-new Army recruit stands at attention under the scorching sun, surrounded by the sharp cracks of gunfire and the watchful eyes of drill instructors trained to notice everything. He fires fifty rounds at his target. Not one hits. Not even close. The target remains untouched, pristine, almost mocking him from a distance.
His Drill Instructor storms over, face red, voice louder than the gunfire itself. This isn’t just about marksmanship anymore; it’s about pride, discipline, and the unforgiving logic of military training. The DI demands to know how someone can miss a stationary target fifty times in a row and asks the question that soldiers dread most: what did you do before you joined the Army?
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