I was never in the Military. But my brother was. He is probably among the few that served in Somalia, Iraq (in both conflicts), and Afghanistan. He retired as an Air Force Colonel.
He never got shot at until he was back in Iraq as a “consultant”. He was in a convoy ushering him to a compound. In the cars in front and behind were military players as well as private security.
They got caught in an organized ambush with small arms and RPGs. One car got hit hard killing and injuring all but the driver. My brother said the convoy scattered, not knowing the fates of the other guys until they made a forward operating base.
If “getting the Hell out of Dodge” is good enough for a bunch of unshaven players, it would be good enough for me.
Much different scenario
I actually weep, really, tears flow when I think of the wimps that my generation whelped.