I remember going AWOL to party in Leesville with my best friend, who had a pass, there were pimps, hookers, a Madam that pulled a gun on us some hard partying, dodging MPs who seemed everywhere and then I returned totally wasted and reported for Arms room guard, shot the breeze with the Sergeant for a while, and then went in, shut the door, pulled out some cardboard for a bed, and went to sleep in the arms room.
By then my friend and I had a good reputation as hard charging trainees but hard partiers, and nothing came of it, as I knew it wouldn’t, I still left basic as an E-3.
That sounds like Ft Belvoir when I was there in the early 70s.