Let's just say a lot of the people in my platoon who was missing gear 'found' what was missing, and he ended up paying a few hundreds of dollars to pay for gear he 'lost.'
I got the whole platoon smoked for pissing in this fatfucks 1 qt cantine. While we were rolling in the mud, the Drill Sergeant stressed the fact that atleast I was man enough to admit my wrongdoings because "people don't piss in cantines for no reason." The fucker pocketed a package of M&M's from an MRE that he was supposed to give up to the Drill Sergeant because candy was "contraband."
He offhandedly mentioned to me how he was feeling pretty "high" from the chocolate during toe the line. The next morning I found the wrapper in my footlocker, and I figured not only is he fat and lazy but too stupid to dispose of the evidence properly, (I usually flushed my candy wrappers down the toilet) so I just put the wrapper back in his foot locker thinking no harm no foul. The same wrapper ended up back in my locker, and then I deduced that he had malicious intent, so I decided to give him a surprise for the next hydration drill. Of course he went to the Drill Sergeants to rat me out, but didn't have the balls to own up to why I did what I did.
We had a lot of hypocrites and rats in the 'racks. For example of the the PG's was berating me at breakfast for being the 'contraband king,' going on about how he quit using tobacco weeks before enlisting... I looked at him, said "Bullshit, you've bought dip since, you just didn't know it was from me." The pizza faced farmboy didn't have much to say after that.