Rudyard Kipling"
“When you're left wounded on Afganistan's plains and
the women come out to cut up what remains, Just roll to your rifle
and blow out your brains,
And go to your God like a soldier”
General Douglas MacArthur"
“We are not retreating. We are advancing in another direction.”
“It is fatal to enter any war without the will to win it.” “Old soldiers never die; they just fade away.
“The soldier, above all other people, prays for peace, for he must suffer and be the deepest wounds and scars of war.”
“May God have mercy upon my enemies, because I won't .” “The object of war is not to die for your country but to make the other bastard die for his.
“Nobody ever defended, there is only attack and attack and attack some more.
“It is foolish and wrong to mourn the men who died. Rather we should thank God that such men lived.
The Soldier stood and faced God
Which must always come to pass
He hoped his shoes were shining
Just as bright as his brass
"Step forward you Soldier,
How shall I deal with you?
Have you always turned the other cheek?
To My Church have you been true?"
"No, Lord, I guess I ain't
Because those of us who carry guns
Can't always be a saint."
I've had to work on Sundays
And at times my talk was tough,
And sometimes I've been violent,
Because the world is awfully rough.
But, I never took a penny
That wasn't mine to keep.
Though I worked a lot of overtime
When the bills got just too steep,
The Soldier squared his shoulders and said
And I never passed a cry for help
Though at times I shook with fear,
And sometimes, God forgive me,
I've wept unmanly tears.
I know I don't deserve a place
Among the people here.
They never wanted me around
Except to calm their fears.
If you've a place for me here,
Lord, It needn't be so grand,
I never expected or had too much,
But if you don't, I'll understand."
There was silence all around the throne
Where the saints had often trod
As the Soldier waited quietly,
For the judgment of his God.
"Step forward now, you Soldier,
You've borne your burden well.
Walk peacefully on Heaven's streets,
You've done your time in Hell."
In Malaya, where 98% of the Communist strength is among the Chinese, Manap Jepun was a key man. He was one of the few Malayans who would desert Allah for Marx. So he was placed in command of the l0th (Malay) Regiment, a unit about 150 men strong and the only all-Malayan regiment on the Communist side.
Malaya. c. 1960. Members of 6 Platoon, B Company, 1st Battalion, The Royal Australian Regiment (1RAR), with their native Iban tracker (wearing the slouch hat). Left to right: Private (Pte) "Possum" Hudson, Buntu (an Iban tracker), Pte Arthur J. Roberts and Pte B. P. Moore. Pte Roberts changed his name to Robertson, and as Warrant Officer 2 A.J. Robertson was killed in action on 1967-12-05 serving in the Australian Army Training Team Vietnam (AATTV). (Donor B. Betts)
For two years he held almost undisputed control of the back jungle country in Pahang, terrorizing villagers with his senseless cruelty. Late in 1950, disgusted with his ruthlessness and disillusioned with Communism, many of his own soldiers began to desert him. In one week, more than 10 of them surrendered. Since then, Manap Jepun, with only a small cadre of Chinese terrorists, has been pressed back into the northern mountains, hounded by British teams accompanied by his former followers, eager for the $25,000 price on his head.
Last week, Gurkha jungle fighters, acting on an informer's tip, set an ambush in the mountainous jungle. Into it walked Manap Jepun carrying a Sten gun. A fusillade of shots brought him down. The source...
