Although gunfire as a tradition is great it is tastewise absolutely disgusting! Fortunately I have been on the 'giving' side more often than not. One time, however, I missed it due to an alarm malfunction and made up for it by chasing around the route with my own liquor chocolates and waking everyone up for a second time!
My most vivid memory of receiving Gunfire was Xmas 1982 at Wildenrath. I had the pleasure of getting 5 extras for fighting with an RAF policeman. He was on gate duty at the time, so I suppose it was a fair cop. I did Dec 24, 26, 28, 30 and New Years Day. That'll learn me. I was an 18 YO L/Cpl.
Anyway. I got knocked off at 0600 on Xmas morning and went to my bunk. I was rudely awakened at about 0800 by the RSM and a couple of the SSMs. I politely ( maybe not ) told them to fcuk off and let me get some kip. All went quiet. About 30 secs later, the window to my room went through, and through the window came the Badge with a steaming mug of gopping tea.
"Merry Xmas, you stroppy cunt" He then climbed back through the window and left me to a draughty Xmas and New Year.