Uh huh. He sent his stuff home, abandoned his firearm, and traipsed off through enemy territory with a knife, a compass, and his hard-earned wilderness skills that he got from avoiding the Idahoan Taliban, all so he could report a discrepancy in the latrine orderly scheduling to an general at a nearby base. Tell me something: did we all just land in the middle of one of Maxwell Smart’s “would you believe?” sketches?
That’s about what this ridiculous fiasco sounds like. :)