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Post by avordvet on Apr 22, 2011 5:05:05 GMT -5
I cannot adequately explain what a challenge this is to a platoon sgt. Anyone who has been one will tell you it is like herding hydrophobic cats in the dark with a 12volt cattle prod that shocks you, every other time you use it. Upbringing, drugs, crime, habits, values, no values, hate, love, and everything else gets thrown into the pot.
I had two jobs. Prepare these men for combat, and support/lead them in combat. All other considerations, including my own, have no value.
Mission, and Men. That's it.
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Post by m21308 on Apr 22, 2011 11:54:03 GMT -5
Airborne Infantry and Arctic Warrior PSG. Best jobs in the world. Sucks to get promoted.
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Post by hefferman1 on Apr 22, 2011 16:01:18 GMT -5
All of that is very true, however there are moments that make you smile, even if you have to bite your lip and not show it then.
Like when you see the sh!# Bird they put in your squad to straighten out, pull another Marine to the side and show him how to load his ruck the right way, and you hear him repeat what you told him; "You need to get your act together, or I'm going to jerk a knot in your tail the size of Nebraska."
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