Trooper1854
The Brit Pack
During the Falklands war, a young squaddie of the Parachute Regiment was on guard duty one night when he heard the sound of someone approaching his post.
He gave the challenge; “Halt! Who goes there?” no response.
Again, “Halt!” Still no reply, just the sound of someone walking towards him.
He shouts, “HALT!” nothing, one last time “HALT!”
He opens fire with the GPMG.
At this his section Corporal comes running up.
“What the @$£! is going on!?”
“Someone in front of us, failed to halt, despite being challenged, so I opened up.”
By now the platoon officer and Sergeant were there and, with the Corporal they went forward and found a group of soldiers lying dead in front of the guard post. One was still alive and they realised he was a Welsh Guardsman.
“Didn’t you hear the challenge?!” asked the officer?
“Yes.” Whispered the wounded Guardsman.
“Then why didn’t you halt?” Asked the Sergeant.
“He kept giving the order on the wrong foot sir!”
He gave the challenge; “Halt! Who goes there?” no response.
Again, “Halt!” Still no reply, just the sound of someone walking towards him.
He shouts, “HALT!” nothing, one last time “HALT!”
He opens fire with the GPMG.
At this his section Corporal comes running up.
“What the @$£! is going on!?”
“Someone in front of us, failed to halt, despite being challenged, so I opened up.”
By now the platoon officer and Sergeant were there and, with the Corporal they went forward and found a group of soldiers lying dead in front of the guard post. One was still alive and they realised he was a Welsh Guardsman.
“Didn’t you hear the challenge?!” asked the officer?
“Yes.” Whispered the wounded Guardsman.
“Then why didn’t you halt?” Asked the Sergeant.
“He kept giving the order on the wrong foot sir!”