That's not just bullshit, either. The kind of man I want under me is like the lieutenant in Libya, who, with a Lugar against his chest, jerked off his helmet, swept the gun aside with one hand and busted hell out of the Boche with the helmet. That's a man for you. All real heroes are not story book combat fighters either. Every man in the army plays a vital part.
Every little job is essential.
Don't ever let down, thinking your role is unimportant. Every man has a job to do. Every man is a link in the great chain. Every department, every unit, is important to the vast scheme of things. Every last man in the mess hall, even the one who heats the water to keep us from getting the GI shits has a job to do.