I remember 4 AM, 30 degrees, huge lights and some dummy in his little shorts up on a small stand. I was with an old salt that told me to make sure we were always in the back row.
We would stand in the back row and wave our arms now and then and no one was the wiser. We were paid $72 a month for such.
They made me bend many times but they never broke me and when they were not looking I stuck it to the military but good.
I always considered the military as the enemy and they likewise considered me a loser, so it was even up.
I took an IQ test one time and the guy that reviewed the scores said, "what in hell are you doing here". My reply was, "hiding from the infantry". He laffed and replied, well you are off to a good start.