This is it. We're going to war

Maj. Malcolm A. Powers:
Your DD 1348 forms are not filled out correctly. Choozoo:
Yes, sir. Maj. Malcolm A. Powers:
We're going to approach this exercise in an orderly proficiant manner, Sergeant Major. I want each round of ammunition counted and returned in the exact condition in which it was received. Choozoo:
I'll personally dot the I's and cross the T's, sir. Maj. Malcolm A. Powers:
Sloppiness breeds inefficiency. [Ring and Highway approach] Maj. Malcolm A. Powers:
Your outfit looks like it could use some cleaning up, Gunny. Highway:
Sir, I'd like to issued my squad leader a set of night vision goggles. Lieutenant M.R. Ring:
Darn, I should have thought of that. Maj. Malcolm A. Powers:
That is not part of your TO&E. Highway:
But, sir, I... Maj. Malcolm A. Powers:
Fill out the proper Request forms and send it through the chain of command! Highway:
Request forms! Maj. Malcolm A. Powers:
[Colonel gets out of car]
Atten-shun! Major Malcom Powers, sir. Annapolis class of '71. Colonel Meyers:
How are men doing, Major? Maj. Malcolm A. Powers:
My men are ready to fight to the death to defend our country, sir. Colonel Meyers:
Well, let's hope that won't be necessary. [Looks at Highway] Colonel Meyers:
Have we ever served together? Highway:
I don't know, sir. Sergeant Major Choozoo and I were in the 2nd Battalion and 7th in '68. Colonel Meyers:
I had a rifle company in the 1st Battalion and 7th in '68. Highway:
Well, we sure as hell chewed some of the same dirt, sir. Colonel Meyers:
That's for sure. What's your assessment of this exercise? Highway:
It's a cluster fuck. Colonel Meyers:
Say again? Highway:
Marines are fighting men, sir. They shouldn't be sitting around on their sorry asses filling out Request forms for equipment they should already have. Colonel Meyers:
Interesting observation. Carry on, Major. PA Announcer:
Now hear this. Now hear this. Maj. Malcolm A. Powers:
This is it. We're going to war