In 1991 the pipe-hitters made a B line for presumptuously postering Iraq. The mission was… well, there was no pin-point mission specified beyond ‘kicking the unholy dogshit out of a colicky nation, and as General Norman Schwartzkoph explained (words to the effect), “We’re here to tell these people exactly what we expect them to do.”
“Marching orders” and guidance were just not a thing that critically fuelled the men’s actions in the unit. Typically just finger-pointing in the general direction to where the combat was, proved time and again to be the singular kick-start needed to rile the men into action — “there’s war that-a-way, boys; go n’ get you some-a that!” and they were on the move working out the finer details en route.
“WHERE ARE WE HEADED?”