I woke up to a dark tent the following morning. We had completed the first leg of our journey back to Fort Bragg, North Carolina.
It was official, we were no longer in Afghanistan. My squad found cots immediately next to each other and dropped our gear. Our plane touched down and we were escorted to large, white, “clamshell” tents, designed for units in transit. We had flown out of Bagram Air Base and landed a little over an hour later at Manas Air Base located in Northern Kyrgyzstan. Infantrymen just do what is expected of them. There was no special recognition, accolades or atta-boys conferred upon me. Being shot at, getting hit by roadside bombs, capturing Taliban fighters, etc., was just part of the job.
Many servicemen spend time in-country without ever leaving “the wire.” As an infantryman, I basically lived outside the wire. PFC Hansen, posing with a member of the Afghan Security Forces, holding an AK-74 assault rifle.
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