Colonel Waller looked up from his paperwork and tried to figure out what was missing.
He double checked his figures.
Reread the dispatches.
Then it hit him.
No telegraphs from distant superiors or rival commanders.
Nobody jostling his elbow.
It was refreshing!
The constant infighting and backstabbing that was the norm in the Army was entirely absent here on the other side of the spook-hole.
These men were HIS! It was sobering to realize the loyalty which had formed in the isolation of this command.
It also made him wonder what such a loyal regiment might be capable of back home if the infighting remained as irrational as it had been before they'd departed.
It also makes him the de-facto US ambassador or at least military liaison to all on this side of the passage.
ReplyDeleteSomething modern commanders don't get to ever experience. He's in the same position as a captain of his ship out in the wide open spaces.