The Infantry

The Infantry

by john harrison

Being a good infantryman is much more intellectually and physically demanding than most people realize. It is not easy to go on today’s, and even yesterday’s incredibly lethal battlefields with the reasonable expectation of coming back alive, and of accomplishing your mission. The operative word in that sentence is “reasonable.” That is all an infantryman expects, a reasonable chance, because they intend to make up any difference themselves.

While an infantryman needs training, it is not just good training that makes an infantryman. While an infantryman needs equipment, it is not just good equipment that makes an infantryman. While an infantryman needs strength, it is not just physical strength that makes an infantryman.

OK then you ask, what is it that makes an infantryman?

It is heart. It is the heart to get up when no one else will go. It is the heart to push forward, when no one else will. It is the heart to take one more step, when one more step is sorely needed. It is the heart to care more about the man lying next to you bleeding than you do about your own blood, and that is partly because you know that if he could move, if he could still move, he would have the heart, and he would have the will to move, to help you to move, forward.

It is will. It is the will to remain alert on post. It is the will to remain awake and alert for the forty-eighth hour. It is the will to exit, an armored personnel carrier, a helicopter on or close to the ground or an aircraft in flight in order to close with, and to destroy the enemy. It is the will to take a life rather than to give your own. It is the will to finish what you start, every time. The infantry does not back down. Not once. Not ever.

And, in taking infinite care with what seem like such small, such trivial, details to others. It is important that fighting knives and bayonets are always put away razor sharp, rifles clean, well oiled, magazines stacked and gear put away in the same order, the same place, every time.

That is an infantryman.

If you are assigned a dog; that dog eats before you do—every time. The same is true if you are assigned a fire team or an entire army; they eat before you do—every time because you are an infantryman.

It is easy to belittle the infantry, to mock their parades and their traditions. It is very easy, until the bullets fly, the bombs burst, the blood flows bright red, and you are so very, very, afraid. Just like it is easy to forget that every Marine considers themselves an infantryman first. Just like it is easy to forget the while the United States Army is only about 8% infantry, that nonetheless over 80% of the casualties are infantrymen.

Why then, you ask, would anyone want to be in the infantry?

Think of this; what do the Airborne, the Special Forces, the Rangers, Delta, and the United States Marines all have in common—they are all volunteers—and they are all Infantry. Oh, and do not forget, they are all also, very, very, good at what they do. They are the best. They are deployed first. They do not ever go gentle into that good night, they rage, they fight, they kill and if necessary, they come back to fight and kill again, and again, to obliterate that dark night.

They all have the Spirit of the Bayonet. They are all prepared to go on a battlefield, any battlefield, anywhere, anytime to accomplish their mission and to come home alive because they are all, Infantry.

Hail to the Infantry, Queen of battle, shatterer of lesser souls. Protector of your freedom.

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35 thoughts on “The Infantry

    1. Tom Combs

      where
      where ever brave men fight and die for freedom you will find me I am the Infantry, Queen of Battle, FOLLOW ME!

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  1. tom croff

    You can see and feel that emotions from one battle till the next. That’s called a very special camaraderie.

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  2. Jerry Carmack

    John…Did you serve in the Infantry? Your article was excellent and certainly depicts the life of a combat infantryman…both physically and emotionally…Nam 68″ 9th Infantry Div. Mekong Delta,
    1st Lt., MOS 1542…Happy to be alive…jerry carmack

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  3. Hunter C. Harrison, Jr.

    Every Marine thinks of him/herself as a RIFLEMAN first. Not as an infantryman. By the way, while I agree with everything you said about the infantry; every infantryman, whether Marine or Army, has been tested for every other job and found wanting. Which perhaps explains why the infantry is so willing to stick it up the enemy’s ass.
    Hunter C. Harrison, Jr. Sgt. USMC

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    1. Michael Cooley

      Hunter, In Vietnam, I was in amphibious tractors (amtracs). We operated north of the Dong Ha river. Anyway, we were dismounted and operated as infantry. We only operated as amtracs one week a month. 2 weeks as infantry, 1 week amtracs and 1 week guard duty at base. Rifleman, Infantryman —-What’s the difference? Semper Fi

      Michael Cooley Sgt USMC
      Vietnam 1966-1967

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  4. nordrof

    Very good LT I think you nailed it.Once upon a time I remember a young LT giving the command to fix bayonets.LOL my response what bayonet

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  5. Charles Palumbo

    Its also faith in God and the guys around you
    None of which would ever let you down. Great
    Article as always. Keep em coming.

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  6. Thomas Lon Crabtree

    AN 11B/11C4P is something to be, Crabtree that’s me so eat your heart out Mohammed Ali; Airborne all the way! Charlie Company, 1st BN (ABN) 12th Cavalry 8/66-6/67, Charlie Company 2d BN 327th Infantry 101st, 6/67-10/67. John Harrison you explain it in precise and powerful way,Thanks!

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  7. Richard Christian

    Very well done , combat medic 327 infantry Vietnam 1970/71. As a combat medic I was also infantry until somebody needed help.I love my men and would have given my life four each and one of them. This was very well done it really explains the infantryman and everything that he does for for his country. Rick Christian

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    1. JohnEHarrison Post author

      Thanks for the comment Richard Christian. I have written about one of my medics. It is called “Stick”. If you Google my name and “Stick”, you should get it. Welcome home. I’m glad you made it back.

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