Rookie Revue (1941)

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Attention! Let's join the Army for a day and get a glimpse of military life.

Here we are at Fort Nix, typical of the many training camps throughout the country.

Attention!

Count off.

One. Two.

Three. Four.

One. Two.

Three. Four.

One. Two.

Three.

Uh, uh, now let's see, what comes after three?

Four. Four.

Now, now. No coaching, please.

Now, don't tell me. Uh...

Four. Yeah, yeah, four. Ha, ha.

That's right.

Now, do you want to try for the $32 question?

Well, uh, I don't know, I, uh...

You'll be sorry.

Uh, no, no, I better take the $16, I better.

Sweet music to the ears of all soldiers is the "Mess Call," or "Come and Get It."

And so, their appetites appeased, the Army is ready to carry out the orders of the day.

One of the most colorful sights is the well-trained cavalry, as it goes through its daily drills.

Company, attention!

Mark time.

Right face.

Forward march.

The infantry is the backbone of the Army.

Marching mile after mile is a matter of routine for these hardy foot soldiers.

Following close behind, the camouflaged troops.

The a*tillery tries out one of its new g*ns.

In contrast to the mechanized equipment used by the soldiers of today, early conscriptees were trained with makeshift substitutes.

Here are a few examples.

The machine-g*n unit.

The tank corps.

The parachute troops.

The Army Air Corps has proven a vital link in our military chain.

During maneuvers, pursuit planes engage each other in aerial games.

Here is the Anti-Aircraft Division in the midst of its daily target practice.

The largest g*ns of the Army are those of the coast defense.

Directions for firing these huge monsters originate at Army headquarters, many miles behind the lines.

Elevation: 45 degrees. Direction: 30 degrees north-by-east.

Elevation: 45 degrees. Direction: 30 degrees north-by-east.

Elevation: 45 degrees. Direction: 30 degrees north-by-east.

Longitude: 36 degrees. Latitude: 58.

Longitude: 36 degrees. Latitude: 58.

Longitude: 36 degrees. Latitude: 58.

Ready.

Ready.

Ready.

Fire.

Fire.

Fire.

I'm a bad General.