Not my, I read on one forum (only the prints corrected):

My father told me this.
He served in the north. on the new earth. In one place it happened.
There is a military village. A military village? He has years with
30 to 40 stands. All of the wood - because everything else there would just cost in gold. Everything naturally dried through - there rains a little... in general, like raw, but the tree dried out capitally. There is fire safety. For smoking where it is not necessary - they can warm up immediately. But everybody happens.
The dining room is just a single-storey bar. In the far edge - the kitchen, from it and a black exit, in front of it the distribution - and further the hall for 100 rils. And the exit is a tamper with two doors dense - the inner inside opens, the outer - out. The roofs under the ceiling, small - down there is noticeable, sometimes up to the roof, and it is necessary to keep warm.
In the kitchen - a stove on a sunburn - and more like - there was no gas then, you won't put wood or coal there. A solarium is transported - for technology and for a generator.
And for lunch there were about a hundred sailors there - with a few senior men and a couple of mitchmans. Some have already started eating, some are waiting for the process to advance. Naval Order and Charity. The eyes of the Mitchmans rejoice - they are all overwhelmed and glowing. Of course... but they can, when they want, monkey mouths! Especially if you’re a little overwhelmed.
A stove explodes in the kitchen. As well as why, they never understood.
Obviously, because she remembered how she was heated by the rescued chestnuts, and remembered the whistling of the shells of Admiral Sheer at night. Per the cooks have done something. No matter what – the mushroom broke. Ten liters of hot solarium sprayed through the kitchen and they broke out – not like a massive explosion, but the kitchen was in fire. The cook didn’t even scream. They burned together with the kitchen read immediately. It was done from the sunshine well and hot everything - so many years the tree waited for a fire. Together with the kitchen.
One exit is covered.
Hundreds of people were in a mousefight. The most natural. Not even a mouse but rather a stove. From the window of the distribution and the opened door to the kitchen - the flame blows through the partition, and immediately engages.
Whoever is closer to the door is there. Until the ends and try it is not worth it, and they are forgotten forever, and the interplay is narrow. There is rubbish at the door.
Both the Mitchmans jumped up - as if their business - who is the commander here? Only one - a week as arrived, and the second half of the year already - and the new man looks expressively on the old man - say, I know nothing here - what to do?
And the elderly understands and so - his job, his business. He is the main here now.
The fire burns the walls. And the garbage at the exit is already wrecked and the rest are going there. In a few seconds, everything will burn.
He grabbed the T.T. from the cobra - it was always worn because the mice were sinking off the shore - and a couple struck into the ceiling.
It is smart!! The monkey mouth.

Everything was shut down, the garbage was frozen.

Here, with your hand in the far from the fire, stand up! Senior - Ko
to me!

Vanity, flattery – and in seconds order. The bar is full of smoke. Coughing puts the task of a mitchman - and here a couple of seniors catch the fire extinguishers at the door and run to water the fire - well, all the help, like a little stopped. Another goes out and opens the entrance door. The new Mitchman runs out and prepares to accept people and keep order - the first to send to tell where to go, the doctor to call, everything else. The Chief of Staff stands at the door, a couple of dozen senior sailors in a tambour. Mitchman personally opens the door and commands:
- First - in front of the door - in the column one by one - stand! Go on March!

Only the guises shrink.
The second... March!
- Third... - commands through the cough of Mitchman.

Whoever climbs without order - the chief of staff will siege the cradle, whoever will stumble - the sailors in the tambour will be caught, thrown out of the door, - and there the first already catch.
The eighth. Ninth... On the mitchman the clothes smoke, the chief of staff as in the bath sweat... all the sailors are already on their way. The elders jumped out, fell into the snow, cracked and plunged away from the smoke. Mitchman the chief-in-chief had already carried out - the one fell - breathed with smoke, while he commanded the whole throat.

Everybody ran away, pulled away those who could not walk - two minutes did not pass, and everyone stands and looks at the dining room as it was enveloped with fire, from the windows the tongues flatter - and a couple of minutes and the roof began to collapse - only sparks into the sky, and as the air went a lot - then all blasted completely.

Three people burned to death in the kitchen. Immediately, read - no one has tried to save them - it is useless. Burns with scars are small, poisoning is not strong - mostly in the senior who were extinguished, and who was the last to escape.
Mitchman was lying in the medical station for three days, the chiefs arrived - awarded a corticum named (the father saw that corticum - they say someone's son among the sailors was - the admirals then did not hide their sons... not all, of course, but most. So, someone from the arsenals - even from the imperial fleet, the cortex got, the size of a small palash - and here he was undermined in the ideological plane, and the inscription was named. Oh, a good thing!)
Then when they left, they built them all - and thank you personally. Thanks for a long time. At home they wrote - so the mommies sent all sorts of "and give this to your commander, who saved you from the fire."
Here he was without any "non-constitutional" listened to how - if he did not do what - himself is ready to fail through the earth, and also from comrades you get.

But not about that. This is why.

When you hear “The military is all stupid”, remember the saying “If you are so smart, why don’t you go to build?”
And the main thing - if you do not bring, the so-called, Lord - to happen to be in a situation - remember that sometimes the smart ones must walk precisely in order. Because it is faster, easier and safer. And when everyone is broken by the crowd, showing individuality - it does not work very well.
This is the story.