The LORD is my rock, and my fortress, and my deliverer; my God, my strength, in whom I will trust; my buckler, and the horn of my salvation, and my high tower.
Most all soldiers do their part. It is a large, integrated machine.
A cool soldier is one who is still alive.
The answer is “YES!”.
Sniper target 100 feet away?
I guess I have things to learn.
The regular Army traditionally hasn’t cared much for snipers, considering them little more than murderers. Thankfully that’s not their attitude anymore. They’re just another tool in a CO’s toolbox now. Sometimes they need air strikes, sometimes they need arty, sometimes they need mass, sometimes they need surgical precision. But it’s all about killing people and breaking things.
I remember the words of the WW2’s Lyudmila Pavlichenko’s spotter Leonid Kutsenko, while putting a half dozen rounds into her target for fun, “Lyudmila, Stop playing with your food.”
Lyudmila Pavlichenko had 309 confirmed kills.
If the subject is being cool, Corpsman or Combat Medic have their seat at the table.
In his six volume “History of World war II”, Churchill commented that the only thing which kept him up at night was worrying about U-Boat attacks.
I think if I were a soldier going about my job, that would be snipers. Never been in the military so that is just my guess.
An elderly friend passed a couple years back, I spent several years periodically visiting, helping him with machinery and projects around the house he could no longer do.
I think he liked me because I didn’t get nosy.
I only found at the funeral that he had
served in very elite forces in Vietnam.
I just figured he was a cook at Ft Bragg.
He was cool.
Reminds me of how Trump lands verbal kill shots.
But very little about being a soldier is "cool".
Hard yes, necessary definitely, dangerous you bet.
But cool? Only on rare very occasions.
(Wife of a retired soldier)
Interesting. I’ve read that snipers used to be looked down upon...not enough chivalry for the era. Now, they’re ‘cool’.
The LORD is my rock, and my fortress, and my deliverer; my God, my strength, in whom I will trust; my buckler, and the horn of my salvation, and my high tower.
One of the MACVSOG recon types who was KIA and posthumously awarded the CMH told a senior officer I knew well -”you have never really killed a man until you have looked into his eyes.” I don’t think there is a coolest or a best as it takes all MOS’s to win. This recent glory seeking by certain SPECOPS types goes against what we were taught. I was always proud to be a quiet professional.
