Military Service Memoirs: WEEK 5
First time firing our service weapons, the Galil. Having never owned a firearm, I was surprised by how…fragile they seem to be.
For all the tales I’d heard of the AK-47’s resilience, I expected its clone to be less prone to malfunctions. But guns would frequently jam, deform cartridges or otherwise fail.
And in an attempt to keep the torrent of problems at bay, we’d do weapon maintenance. Lots of weapon maintenance. Lots and lots and lots of weapon maintenance.
The sight of people lined up in a corridor, scrubbing their rifles, would become a very regular sight throughout the service.