Depends on the training. No 'basic' training is really training. However, the training my group went through was thorough, very few of us made it all the way, and we were definitely prepared for Vietnam. The four of us that did complete already had some small time there, but not necessarily doing what the SOG did.
Flight school dealt with the aircraft and duties of the crew. To get our wings, we had to know that helo better than the pilots. NATOPS is not a little book. The H-3 Sikorsky isn't simple, like the Huey.
The other stuff is different. Just as thorough. In some cases, such as SERE (all three we did), unless you keep in mind where you really are, and many don't, you'll be convinced you're in a POW camp, at least during Vietnam. The current crop seems to have no idea about that, beginning in the mid 70s, when standards were lowered to increase recruitment. And mommies could call MCRD or other and complain about the treatment of their kiddies. We didn't have that luxury.
One can put this into some small perspective with respect to Q's version of the globalist 16 year plan: the effective castration of the military was included, except the globs thought their programs wouldn't quite as effective as they were. That's something you can track easily.
As to basic, even back then (in the 60s), when the average recruit was in far better physical condition, it's necessary to prep them for the physical stresses, but you're right - NO training will prep them for going under fire.
Why do goonies always come out with that crap? 'Ah, yes, the ...'
If you want logic/reason, use some. Personally, I started with the critical thinking at age 6, with my first library card, and Korea.
I knew quite well JFK was a self-proclaimed socialist when he ran. I also knew that election was fixed. You see, it WAS in the newspapers that printed truth.
I knew Vietnam was a farce, same as Korea. So I chose my service/MOS to reflect that fact: I flew ASW and CSAR for several thousand hours, meaning besides being able to shoot, I could fly the helo, I could do field hospital stuff in my helo, and other items. It also means that there were five military who were trained as extensively as we were. The entire program meant intelligent people who were willing and able to do shit nobody else could.
More: after I left active service, I worked as an R&D electronics while in college. I also, on a lark, joined Mensa, just to piss another engineer off.
What all you people don't realize is that there is a major difference sitting on a couch pushing buttons and being a target in a helo while your M-60 is getting hot. What you don't see/feel is a warm dead body next to you, either one of your own or one of the enemy. If it's the enemy, you killed it.
I've had trained Jarheads (with respect) pee their pants, fire off entire mags with the safety on, try to shoot off the rotor blades, and hide in the interior, out of the line of fire. I've seen VC drop into the jungle from angels 4. And I've shoved the guts back into wounded soldiers/pilots, besides having wounded screaming in their pain, wondering where their leg/legs were.
Play your f-ing games, but don't ever think you're prepared for war.
Depends on the training. No 'basic' training is really training. However, the training my group went through was thorough, very few of us made it all the way, and we were definitely prepared for Vietnam. The four of us that did complete already had some small time there, but not necessarily doing what the SOG did. Flight school dealt with the aircraft and duties of the crew. To get our wings, we had to know that helo better than the pilots. NATOPS is not a little book. The H-3 Sikorsky isn't simple, like the Huey. The other stuff is different. Just as thorough. In some cases, such as SERE (all three we did), unless you keep in mind where you really are, and many don't, you'll be convinced you're in a POW camp, at least during Vietnam. The current crop seems to have no idea about that, beginning in the mid 70s, when standards were lowered to increase recruitment. And mommies could call MCRD or other and complain about the treatment of their kiddies. We didn't have that luxury.
One can put this into some small perspective with respect to Q's version of the globalist 16 year plan: the effective castration of the military was included, except the globs thought their programs wouldn't quite as effective as they were. That's something you can track easily.
As to basic, even back then (in the 60s), when the average recruit was in far better physical condition, it's necessary to prep them for the physical stresses, but you're right - NO training will prep them for going under fire.
Mental gymnastics aren't your strong suit. Were I you, Id give it up and instead see what was said instead of what I want to argue about.
Look in the mirror.
Ah, the classic "no u". Glad to know a "Vietnam vet" can still act 12.
Why do goonies always come out with that crap? 'Ah, yes, the ...' If you want logic/reason, use some. Personally, I started with the critical thinking at age 6, with my first library card, and Korea. I knew quite well JFK was a self-proclaimed socialist when he ran. I also knew that election was fixed. You see, it WAS in the newspapers that printed truth. I knew Vietnam was a farce, same as Korea. So I chose my service/MOS to reflect that fact: I flew ASW and CSAR for several thousand hours, meaning besides being able to shoot, I could fly the helo, I could do field hospital stuff in my helo, and other items. It also means that there were five military who were trained as extensively as we were. The entire program meant intelligent people who were willing and able to do shit nobody else could. More: after I left active service, I worked as an R&D electronics while in college. I also, on a lark, joined Mensa, just to piss another engineer off. What all you people don't realize is that there is a major difference sitting on a couch pushing buttons and being a target in a helo while your M-60 is getting hot. What you don't see/feel is a warm dead body next to you, either one of your own or one of the enemy. If it's the enemy, you killed it. I've had trained Jarheads (with respect) pee their pants, fire off entire mags with the safety on, try to shoot off the rotor blades, and hide in the interior, out of the line of fire. I've seen VC drop into the jungle from angels 4. And I've shoved the guts back into wounded soldiers/pilots, besides having wounded screaming in their pain, wondering where their leg/legs were. Play your f-ing games, but don't ever think you're prepared for war.