Esprit de Corps...
May I add that it's damn morale lifting?
In my platoon, it was tradition to kidnap the new recruits, mess them up some, and then teach them the marching songs... As we served minimum 15 months, at least 3 months were overlapping with next years recruits.
Some weeks in, we put on the balaclavas and woke them up with flashbangs, dragging our weapons against the steel bunk beds, yelling, metal music on highest volume and so on...
We then put blindfolds on them, messed them up some for good measure, and dragged them out in the woods.
Out there, we had made this HUGE bonfire... The new guys were untied, and we gave them copious amounts of alcohol, spending the night bonding... Not only did we teach them valuable de facto lessons about military life, we also passed on the regiments marching songs.
The advice could be along the lines of "Army lip balm, in a pinch, work wonders to make the boots shine for inspection. Once it dry it will look like crap, but if you just want them sorted for inspection and have absolutely no time, don't hesitate".
I remember having a gruelling march, it was MURDER.... Anyway, someone started singing "Bright Side Of Life" (from Life of Brian), and seriously, it removed like 15kgs of weight from your shoulders, just like that.
So yeah, morale lifting.... And definitely a way to bond together as a group.
My favourite song was all about going to Valhall and fucking Freja, myth has it that it has survived since the Viking days.
Another one of my favourites are from the Swedish Empire times, a Carolinger song. It's completely bad ass, mainly about making Russian sons fatherless while raping their mums.
We even have our version of the known marine corps thingy, although I am not sure the marine corps invented it in the first place anyway.
"Jag vill dö med kängorna på,
för jag komma till Valhall då.
Där ska jag knulla Freja full,
ge henne ett jägarknull.
Sen ska jag dra till Moskva,
Döda ryssar och må bra!
aso aso aso...
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