When I served in the brave Russian army, in the famous landing troops, we had a special "golden" song in the battalion.
When in the battalion some company "flown" (in the sense, someone from the company blamed), then this company in full composition when passing the plateau (while the whole regiment is looking at you) was to perform this song.
As now the picture stands in front of the eyes: we are building 70 brave healthy landers and they are gurgling:
Ablaaaaaaa! The white horses!