Fire!
Just saw Greencoulds post on page 2, and it reminded me ...

Germany, 1988 (or thereabouts) and I was attached to a bunch of Royal Engineers on exercise. Refusing to take the defense of europe seriously, we had a bit of party going - beers, bonfire etc and it came to pass that some sapper dared a drunk sergeant to jump the fire, so he did, badly.

Tripping over a log, he landed face first in a shower of sparks, right in the centre. He got pulled out, combat dress on fire (nasty mark 2 stuff that went up in flames straight away, not the bullet proof mark 1's I had), skin peeling off his face and hands.

I was sat there pissing myself laughing, until I was reminded that I was actually the medic, specially attached to them for just this kind of eventuality, and would I mind doing something.
(nobbyd is wanking furiously to industrial grade porn on, Mon 5 Nov 2007, 15:29, 3 replies)

Woohoo!
I got a mention - I'm famous, Cheers!

Your sergeant must've been really pissed or feebly slow, in order to catch fire. Wor kid was wearing a C&A anorak and his clothes barely got scorched!

Does this mean that the army should recruit 12 year old soldiers, or that they should give the battledress contract to C&A?
(Greencloud Wanted to go fishing on, Mon 5 Nov 2007, 15:43, closed)

Falmeproof Combats
The mark 2's were complete made for a fiver shite. I seem to recall that his actual job involved fixing lorries/machinery, so it's possible that they were impregnated with something flammable.

Half a bottle of NAAFI's finest Asbach Brandy spilled down his front probably aided combustion as well.
(nobbyd is wanking furiously to industrial grade porn on, Mon 5 Nov 2007, 16:56, closed)

Hmph
Yeah, that'd do it.
(TDub Nunc id vides, nunc ne vides on, Mon 5 Nov 2007, 19:51, closed)