It was a moment I’ll never forget—a thrilling section attack as part of the Republic Day (or maybe Independence Day) celebrations. The National Cadet Corp had organized this elaborate mock battle, and I was one of the 8 or 10 chosen to storm the "enemy base". The plan was simple: run, crawl, roll, and climb our way toward the objective.
On the D-day, our Major briefed us. However, the script was tweaked slightly—one of us was to simulate being injured, and someone would carry him back to safety. Guess what? That “someone” turned out to be me. The Major said, “Young man, move quickly, and remember—we never leave anyone behind. And never leave our weapons for the enemy.”
Soon, a truck arrived with equipment, and they set up everything. The atmosphere was intense—smoke bombs, artillery fire sound effects, and a clip of blanks for our 7.62 rifle (not the old .303). These blanks made the loud bang of real bullets but were completely safe.
The action began. We took our positions, and the mock battle unfolded like a well-directed movie. Amid the chaos, one of my teammates “fell,” and I had to carry him on my shoulder—two heavy rifles in hand—and run for about 50 meters. It was exhausting but exhilarating.
As the exercise ended, the crowd erupted in applause—thunderous and overwhelming. It felt like a moment reserved for superstars like Chiranjeevi or Balakrishna back in the day.
Looking back, it was more than just a performance. It was a lesson in teamwork, grit, and responsibility. A true #blastfromthepast!
(again, thanq chatgpt for refining my writing)
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| This pic was taken that day. I'm the one who is half cut. I've another b/w pic of the section attack which I cant find. Maybe someday. |
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