There are a few feelings that have to be vented:
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2. Why do we fight? Why do we fight? No one knows the answer...
Leckie: "You are a Christian, I used to pray a lot, and later No more, let me ask you a question: God created everything, seven continents, four oceans, right, America and Americans, right, so why do you say God created such an evil, rogue Japs? Why? Want us to fight this Fuck, Dame, Shit war with Japs?...If God isn't.., at least sadistic" (Forgot how to say, probably means that)
Eugene: God gives people choices You can choose good or you can choose evil. (A sentence was inserted in the middle, and he didn't speak after that. Maybe he didn't know why.)
Before the USMC landed on an island, on the landing ship, a member of the Marine Corps suddenly asked everyone "why we fight, in this fucking place." ?" Everyone kept silent, and then a non-commissioned officer called "Professor Shi" told them "why we fight", he said: I don't know why we fight, I only know that the country needs us, and we have the responsibility to serve the country. Effectiveness, it's that simple.
A non-commissioned officer said to a second-class soldier: There have been many wars in history, there are many great wars and heroes, but they have nothing to do with Lao Tzu, and I know this war is our war, we experienced it, and I fought for it.
A non-commissioned officer returned to his country and told his good friend at a cocktail party: This war is right. Why do we fight for justice
? Everyone gave different answers, even if they slept in the same foxhole comrades-in-arms, they can also come to a completely different understanding, but no one can give an answer, not those who believe in God. But one thing is certain, the answer to this question, the soldiers who lived in the war, are closer to the truth, the facts, the answer than we are.
During the war, they witnessed the first "lifelike" corpse, witnessed the first comrade fall to the ground beside them, witnessed the hail of bullets, continuous artillery fire, arms and arms flying all over the sky, blood, and brains scattered all over the battlefield. Witnessing the process of a local teenager being shot down by a hail of bullets, and finally dying with another piece of shrapnel passing through his heart and closing his eyes, witnessing his comrades who could not bear the psychological burden and trauma and chose to take off their sins under a tree in the rainforest. The military uniform was naked in the rain, the gun barrel pulled the trigger to end it all, and the two comrades who couldn't help going to the toilet at night were mistaken for Japs by their brothers and were shot to death by several machine guns and dozens of rifles. Witnessed a comrade-in-arms who had nightmares screaming in the trenches at night and was beaten to death with a shovel by a comrade-in-arms who chose to use a shovel for everyone's safety, witnessed a comrade-in-arms strangling a Japs who would rather die, and watched a comrade-in-arms with his own eyes Using a knife to pry open Japs's golden teeth and fix his posture, his eyes numbly threw small stones into the "brain cup" full of brains and blood that had been chopped off by the propeller...
This is doomed that they are better than us It's closer to the answer, but unfortunately even they don't know the answer, some people get used to it after experiencing one or two such things, some people choose to commit suicide or escape because they can't bear these facts, and some people choose to close themselves In the heart, avoid talking about those things and everything about the war, if you talk about it, just say a few words, or smile, or mock...
After the war, many soldiers changed their careers, some of them were engaged in their old jobs, some were engaged in interesting jobs that they had been talking about with their teammates in the skirmish trenches, and some were married to those who had been mentioned to their comrades in the barracks, or Some of the beauties who keep communicating or who have been obsessed with jerking off, some are more fortunate to marry an Australian woman who has a one-night stand in Melbourne during their rest period. Some have lived peacefully and peacefully after the war. Some Life after the war was very complacent and lively; but some could only choose to close themselves, not to talk much, not to reveal their hearts to anyone, not to talk to anyone about everything that happened in that rainforest and island, but they could only be caught every night. Awakened from various nightmares, condemned by his own conscience, morality, ethics, etc., he never crossed that hurdle and could never be relieved...
3. I like the brothers in The Pacific very much Brotherhood, heroism, men, do not need so complicated red tape, do not need too many rules, do not need too many words.
In the team, brothers will fall down at any time, some are new recruits who have not even had time to ask their names, some are new acquaintances who immediately married him a nickname, and some are from Guadalcan to the present and still reveal a lot of secrets to each other. The close comrades who have talked to each other several times, it seems that everyone is in danger, but everyone knows in their hearts that they don’t need too many words. When you fall into the pit, someone will always give you a hand, and you will be hit in the thigh during the battle. There will always be someone holding you up and screaming "medica", even in the midst of a hail of bullets...
This is brotherhood, and it doesn't need too many words, too many rules, too much preaching, too much truth. As long as you are on the road and blend in, you will find the company commander's sentence "Everyone fights well, you must support me" how fucked up; How funny is the footsteps of the war; you will find how funny the politicians and celebrities in the country are when they talk about the war; you will find how awkward it is when you return to China to rest and read novels about war on the radio; you will find this secular Everything is so pretentious and pretentious; you will find that the complex eyes of the young man who fell in the rain are so lethal, enough to defeat anyone who claims to be strong in his heart, enough to overturn all secular rules and laws, enough to overturn everything that can become. The rhetoric and debate on the cause of war are enough to bring down all the spiritual civilization and ethics that human beings have built up for thousands of years; "Military Uses" sometimes think back to how much you want to say "FUCK YOU" to MacArthur when so many brothers have been killed and wounded; you will find that the war is not as commanding as military books and general biographies say, how great and wise the general is, he Damn it's all piled up by Lao Tzu and brothers with their bodies, they're all fucking real, real swords and real guns, really fucking use less to win more, intelligence cracking, tactical deception, ambush, strategic encirclement and counter-encirclement and suppression How many times can you sing it; you will find out how fucked up the world is, and 10,000 times of fuck is not enough to be discouraged, and when the hormones return to the climax, you will feel so inexplicable, confused and helpless...
Of course, this is War, this is just war, secular society is still that secular society, you can't expect anything, at most you can only expect what everyone can think and draw from war, and you can never expect answers! !
In the game of war, everyone lost, and lost badly, including the man named God...
PS: These three days, thanks to the study schedule formulated the day before yesterday, I have guaranteed 8 hours of study time per day. Under the premise, I watched the ten episodes of
I have seen the Brotherhood before, so I am familiar with the Pacific War. How to say, I feel more and more deeply. .
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