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people who have been around a little bit what to expect from the new
guys. Compare and contrast: who do you want on your back, the guy
who ran in to save his buddy or the officer who shed tears because he
was being mistreated by some dirty enlisted men
Hazing humbles all the new guys, reminding them that they don’t
know shit yet. In the case of an officer, that dose of humility can go a
long way.
I’ve had good officers. But all the great ones were humble.
BACK IN THE MIX
We worked back into things slowly, starting with brief overwatches
with the Army. Our missions would last for an overnight or two in Injun
country. A tank got hit by an IED, and we went out and pulled security
on it until it could be recovered. The work was a little lighter,
easier than it had been. We didn’t go as far from the COPs, which
meant that we didn’t draw as much fire.
With our heads back in the game, we started to extend. We went
deeper into Ramadi. We never actually went to the house where Marc
had been shot, but we were back in that area.
Our attitude was, we’re going out there and we’re getting the guys
who did this back. We’re going to make them pay for what they did to
us.
We were at a house one day, and after taking down some insurgents
who’d been trying to plant IEDs, we came under fire ourselves. Whoever
was shooting at us had something heavier than an AK—maybe a