Wyatt's Admin Storytime Part 3

Reposted blog story, as usual! Alright, so... We were on ops. It was a hot country we were in. We'd been standing in full kit in the heat all day, guarding a border. Boring work, really. Nothing special happened while I was on duty, although I've heard some stories and there's been a lot that's happened on said border. Anyway, myself and a bunch of the lads decide to go out past the border that night to a nearby town for some drinks and to possibly pull. Anyway, the latter never happened for me, as usual. I can't remember if one or two lads did, but no surprise if they did. Basically though, we got plastered. We were all absolutely wankered. So... We're on our way back to base. And someone, it could have been me but I can't remember specifics past this point, decided on the bright idea of 'Hey! Let's just run across the border without showing our ID!' So what do we do? We all decide why the fuck not? It was a dare, wasn't it? Now, this border was tight security, and heavily armed. But like absolute morons, we all fucking ran across and made it back to barracks and to this day I have no clue why and how we weren't shot and killed. I'm fairly certain I should have died that night legging it across a fucking armed border checkpoint.