"Now what happened to you lot?" The company commander asked the 12 surviving members of First Platoon Easy Company.

The company had just been on shore Leave for one day before getting replacements that day was apparently used by First Platoon to get drunk as fuck. "Sir, if anyone has any recollection of last night we'd say."

"You mean to tell me Lieutenant that none of you remember why Half of you is covered in puke and piss while the other half is covered in cuts bruises and various broken bones? I find that hard to believe. Not that I can change it now fix yourself up before the replacements arrive you drunken mob."

"Sir yes sir."

"Dismissed."

With the Company Commander leaving the barracks the mess of first platoon turned to live.

"Only thing I remember is getting on the podium nothing afterwards anyone know who beat me up?" Corporal Millers asked his eyes swollen and black blood still on his head and his pants wet with vomit on his shirt.

"Don't know I just know that this piss head puked in the urinal and we had to clean it out again."

"Anyone got a Ibuprofen?"

"Nah bro."

"So we had apparently 8 bottles in 2 hours. Before we had beers then we went in Bars."

"I found the recipe from a 200€ taxi ride in my pocket.

"Damn."

"I'm 300€ poorer."

"When do the replacements arrive?"

"We got kicked out of the Toastbunker and went to play darts on Mikey's back."