Argentine Army - Ranks

Ranks

Insignia for all ranks except Volunteers is worn on shoulder boards. Ranks from Colonel Major onwards use red-trimmed shoulderboards and the suns denoting rank are gold-braid; the suns on other officers' shoulder boards are metallic. Senior Colonels and Generals also have golden wreath leaves on their coat lapels.

The rank insignia for Volunteers 1st Class, 2nd Class and Commissioned 2nd Class is worn on the sleeves. Collar versions of the ranks are used in combat uniforms.

Officers Non-commissioned Officers and Enlisted Men
Argentinian Rank Translation
Teniente General Lieutenant General
General de División Divisional General
General de Brigada Brigade General
Coronel Mayor * Senior Colonel
Coronel Colonel
Teniente Coronel Lieutenant Colonel
Mayor Major
Capitán Captain
Teniente Primero First Lieutenant
Teniente Lieutenant
Subteniente Sub-lieutenant
Argentinian Rank Translation
Suboficial Mayor Senior Sub-officer
Suboficial Principal Master Sub-officer
Sargento Ayudante Adjutant Sergeant
Sargento Primero First Sergeant
Sargento Sergeant
Cabo Primero First Corporal
Cabo Corporal
Voluntario Primero First Volunteer
Voluntario Segundo Second Volunteer
Voluntario Segundo en Comisión Commissioned Second Volunteer

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