Ah, the "joys" of living within a couple of miles of Fort Jackson, the largest US miltary training reserve.....
Hearing "Reveille" at 05:00, and being already awake.
Hearing cadence counts in the stillness of the morning.
Hearing rifle practice; never burst fire, just "crack, crack, crack," and sometimes, the crackle of many firing simultaneous individual shots.
Hearing MG practice. I can distinguish the "chug-chug" of a .50 from the other, lighter and faster shots, but still can't tell if the lighter shots come from M249's or M60's.
Numerous explosions. I still haven't been able to tell what's grenades, what's demo, and what's artillery, if any. Some are just flat "bangs," some are "booms," and some are KABLAMS that rattle the windows and shake the house. If the KABLAMS aren't arty, then someone is blowing up C4 one or two hundred pounds at a time....
It's all music to my ears....the sounds of freedom!