Army 12B from 89-93.
Not going to DLI was my greatest regret from my military service. It was offered to me, but I turned it down as I wasn't sure I wanted to extend my enlistment from the 2 years+training I had to 4 years. Then I wound up re-upping and doing 4 years anyway.
I've wondered what language I would have ended up learning. The Berlin Wall came down while I was in basic, so I would have reported to DLI during the transition at the end of the Cold War, and before Desert Shield. I spent the Gulf War watching it on AFN in Korea.
Other than getting to blow shit up occasionally, that MOS looked boring as fuck (but then again, that's a lot of MOSes).
The only minefield I ever encountered were those fake ones with the fake concrete mines stateside, during field exercise bullshit. That had to be a huge fucking PITA to set out. Like...guys just walking around a field putting concrete mines out? /wrists. We had to go look at a tank once, we didn't know what was wrong. Just
"go here, check it out". Pull up to a field; guys point to a treeline and says the tank is over there. So I pull into the field and start heading that way and the next thing I know people are yelling at us and waving. I see one of the guys (phrase/acronym escapes me now) who watches the exercises and carries the God-guns for MILEs to make sure you're dead. Dude is trying to shoot my 88. I'm wet, haven't bathed in like 2 weeks, almost no sleep, exhausted and cranky as fuck. Oh, and our MILEs gear didn't work (hehe). I didn't know WTF is going on, and I didn't care. I just want to go check out the tank, finish, and find somewhere to hide so we can sleep. Turns out I drove right into a field of those concrete mines (grass was high; it was Fall) and never saw them. Weird thing was, my COC didn't care at all. To them, our mission was to recover and fix shit, not actually train during the exercises like everyone else did.
I had a really good ASVAB score and a couple years of French is high school. They offered me a 6 year enlistment (I think Monterrey then Huachuca?) but I turned it down like a fucking retard because it was 6 years.
I took one French class later in college, and struggled because I'd forgotten most of it, and I've now forgotten most of what I relearned. I think I'd need to actually be immersed in it to learn it and retain it,and there sure as shit aren't a lot of people speaking French in the middle of the US.