As far as the Brit clips go I suppose you either know about ammo boots or you don't.
An RSM regaled us with the tale of him gravel-crunching to a halt and falling flat on his bum in front of the assembled 'mob'. He said,
"The baskets all giggled. But I 'ad 'em right back- marched 'em 12 miles to the sea front, in up to their waists and back again! Buggers were laughing the other side otheir faces by the time we got back!"
CG
Edited to empathise with Sas's summary justice tale!