Its been twelve years now since I realised that Platoon Command was my true goal, leading “my men into my battle”, and Afghan, is of course the main effort in any young officers timeline, especially that of an Infantryman.
B Company 3 Rifles, for our efforts, were ‘awarded’ vast amounts of extra training to make us capable of successfully completing a plethora of tasks to aid the Brigade as a whole. We were extremely successful.
As I step off the ramp into theatre with a friendly “welcome to Afghan – crow bag” and a handshake from my Platoon Serjeant. I have no fear, Im excited and if anything relieved…Im finally here and I get to do my job. My Platoon are ready, and have some of the finest juniors commanders I feel the Battalion can offer. The final hurdle of RSOI, mandatory training, posing the only threat to morale, it was a threat. Regardless we sail through the course and find ourselves on the doorstep of real Afghanistan, not Bastion.
Our greatest enemy currently is the uncertainty of change. We are trained, we are ready and we are thirsty for whatever situation we are tasked with….we just want that tasking.
So with my thoughts turing towards what the future may bring us all, I leave you with this comment/quote: A man who hurries to take his men into danger is not a leader, but the man who is willing to fight and die to get them all out after that truly is.
LT T BROWN (Platoon Commander)