The Commander's order

There was a bed in the corner of the room. Fourteen of us had to stay in the same bed until the morning.
We had just arrived to the village gendarmerie station, and we were given a task to be there in the morning and leave before sunset to reconnoiter.
I said to myself that the commander should have a room for himself and wouldn’t sleep here between the soldiers.
The guys didn't come into the room, I went and lay on the bed. Suddenly I saw him coming in.
I quickly got out of the bed.
he said: Rest, don’t get up
I said no Hajj, please you sit down and rest.
He said, "I’m your commander. I’m ordering you to sleep there".
the commander's order mean was resting for me and suffer for him.
He rested in a corner on the floor until the morning. I know he was hurt, but he never complained.