We’ve all been there. It’s 94 degrees outside, your First Sergeant decided that today the entire company was going to go for a 10 mile hike. 6 miles into it, that dingy high-back of a safety vehicle starts to look more and more like paradise.
Doc knows this. Doc knows you’re going to try and skate out of this. Doc’s job on the hump is not to make sure the Marines are okay, Doc’s job is to keep the fear of god in them in the event that they want to fall out. Without Doc ready to administer the infamous silver bullet, how many Marines do you think would actually stick around for the entire thing?
This is similar to the practice of requiring 4-year contracts to Marines.
If you had the option to leave, wouldn’t you?