After the recruits had finished filing in, forming a crowd, Jack decided to make some ripples.
"Alright to undisciplined sons of bitches, I want to see lines, not a crowd dip shits standing around like they're at a damn concert. Move it! Move it! Whoever isn't in line in the next three minutes gets a swift kick in their non existing balls!", he shouted which got some shocked glances from the group before him, but they none the less did as instructed.
"Out fucking standing, we might make badasses of you dumbasses yet. Today we are going to run PT, which for you means running your asses off around the base, as well as through a rigorous obstacle course that weed out those who do not have the balls, will, or fire needed to be the best of the best. We will start with a run around the base, everyone turn 90 degrees to your left and file back out the way you came. Follow the perimeter of the base, anyone lagging behind will have to run the rest of the way with my boot so far up their ass, that they will be tasting it the rest of the day." Jack instructed already knowing that there would be quite a few who would either drop out or be unable to keep up.