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I'm not afraid.
02 December 2004 | 19:18

The platoon sergeant has instated random privates to be squad leaders to illustrate the difficulty that the NCO's go through. He's taught respect to the few that didn't have it. Personally, I think that NCO's have earned the right to perform their job without this interruption. There's a reason why the position belongs to a sergeant-or a specialist in the absence of an E-5. However, I agree that respect needs to be taught...and it's working so I won't question it.

He peered at all the lazy bastards-people I see too many of, but didn't think I'd be around in the Army-and asked, "Why do all of you look so nervous? Afraid I'm going to make you the next squad leader?" And I, standing a few feet from him, looked him in the eyes. He's an intimidating man, and it's hard to stare him in the eyes. I kept the gaze until it was extremely awkward, and I knew he was waiting for me to say something.

"I'm not afraid, Sergeant."

"Martin, you're fired. You're the new squad leader."

Unfortunately, I'm not in that Martin's squad so the order didn't stand. I don't want that training. I don't need it. But I won't back down from it. I might regret that decision one day, but fear tactics don't work well on me. Especially when it's responsibility. Give me that power, fine. It won't go to my head, and it certainly won't go to waste. I'll do everything asked of me aptly. I hope that 160th is going to be filled with such people.

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