True, Lurking. But there's a price to pay. The road to Wing Commandery-ness is invariably strewn with unexpected cowpats. Not least your peers. The competition for that 'plum' Air Attache posting can get quite vicious, let alone the exchange tours over which lesser mortals tussle.
In the good old days if you kept your nose clean and stayed in, you could expect to tip out as a Groupie, with attendant pension. Without wishing to sound like the proverbial boring old fart, the economy pretty much dictates exit rates from the RAF. During a recession, you will be glad to be getting a regular pay packet, believe me.