MANY moons ago in my days as a Drill Sergeant I had a 'crute drop a LIVE grenade at my feet (you know the qualifing in the pill box thing). We were both wearing flack vests and there is the 'sump'. I grabbed the little peckerwad, kicked the grenade towards the sump and bailed out the back, landing of course, on top of the pussbucket as is my duty.
She was immediatley lead off the range never to be seen by me again. She was recycled to day one in another company. That's what we did with TRAINIES, this guy is SUPPOSED to be a TRAINER!