Bosnia was under the control of the United Nations (UN)s in 1996 due to the civil war-induced fall of former Yugoslavia. Civil wars are actually country-private internal affairs, supposing that under certain circumstances a country has a right to work out its own issues of internal strife. Such was not the case with Bosnia; the atrocities and crimes against humanity had more than overwhelmed the world’s threshold for horror, and an end to it all had to be expedited.

I came to Bosnia with a dozen men from the Delta Force to provide personal protective services to the American General who was the UN-assigned commander of the entire country until order, such as the rest of the world viewed order, was restored. We provided for all of the physical security requirements for the General; we planned and accompanied him on all movements of his daily routine and secured his location at every stop.

“He what?”

“The general is an avid runner and he wants to go for a run today,”

“Well, not in Sarajevo he’s not,”

“The general doesn’t take instructions from Sergeants, Sergeant…”

“He will from these Sergeants, or these Sergeants pack up and return to Ft. Bragg,”

That’s how the conversation between the General’s Executive Officer (XO), or “Ass-Boy” as we had come to affectionately title him, and our Personal Security Detachment (PSD) leader, D-Man, went down initially. True, it was our call regarding all security matters as they pertained to the General’s safety, and true we DID have authority from our command to return to Ft. Bragg if we felt we were not getting the cooperation we needed to complete our mission.