Scott Jones

Someone dropped a machine gun in the middle of a cornfield.

He ran out there laughing and hooting and going, yahoo, bullets flying everywhere.

And he ran out and picked up this gun and ran back into cover.

And he got, you know, metal gallantry later on.

He killed a few cunts.

And I was just like,

Wow, this dude's a fucking hitter.

Like, everything that he said from that moment onwards to me, like, Bergs, I listened intently, you know.

And then, like, there's another fella you got to get on, Shorey, Steve Shore.

And he...

People, I think, what might be different from dudes at the unit doing, let's say you did selection, Matty, and a lot of the boys did selection and they're from an infantry battalion.

They may know people there, but I felt, and it's bad to say it, I felt that I was...

wanted at the unit because of my capability.

Maybe I got an easier ride potentially at times.

I was doing a smash session.

They call them signature sessions.

Once every few days, it's a three-hour session.

What this session was, was on the footy field at Singo behind the Curry Club.

We had to do the BFA three times in a row in patrol order from level three to level eight

But everyone had a machine gun, either a mag 58 minimi, param minimi, and they're fucking heavy and they're awkward.