The word war always gives people two extreme feelings. One is the bloody and cruel side of the real battlefield, which is horrific and bloody, and the same kind of people kill each other, and civilization is destroyed by swords and gunfire; the other is One is the glorious and immortal legend of the heroes, which is even more shocking against the background of iron and blood, radiant and dizzying, and even some longing for the bloody corpse mountain. This is just like the Red Baron's country, Germany. People can express great indignation and contempt for his Gestapo, genocide, and concentration camps, but also because the Germans have such unpretentious generals as Guderian and Rommel. Works of art like Panther tanks, Stuart attack aircraft, and marvel at legendary soldiers like Wittmann (25 Allied tanks in one battle) and Hartmann (352 enemy planes) and admire. And those truly legendary soldiers always have mixed reputations, such as Patton, such as Rommel, such as Napoleon... This is because war, a place full of death and excitement, reflects human nature to the extreme, and the ugly and the glorious echo each other. Just like in the skies of the First World War, the plane was only used for reconnaissance at first, and combined with the existence of the class system at that time and the high requirements of pilots, the planes were often piloted by some nobles of high background, well-educated, and met each other. Sometimes they even salute each other. Until someone finally couldn't help but use a weapon, but it seems that the earliest air combat weapons were not machine guns or pistols, but cold weapons like bricks and grappling hooks. Slowly, some people found that they could fly a plane and shoot with a pistol at the same time. Later, someone tied a machine gun to the plane. Finally, the plane finally had the classification of a fighter. The fighter pilots, instead of the cavalry, who were strafed with eye-catching machine guns, became a symbol of glory and legend. In the blue and boundless sky, each other fights for life and death with complex and dazzling skills, and the excitement and romance are confused. And the risk is not too big, there are many pilots who can escape safely after being shot down, and then continue to fly. Later, in the British air battle of World War II, the British Air Force pilots won the victory in adversity by relying on the advantages of local combat and the strong industrial manufacturing power of the United States. On the other hand, the poor Luftwaffe pilots, once shot down, have no return, and they have to wait until the war is over... This is much safer than the average soldier who braves the machine guns and artillery charges on the ground battlefield, but also passes through the minefields and barbed wire, and finally engages in a hand-to-hand battle. Of course, it has to be said that the technical advantages of pilots are unparalleled. Because of this, this group of noble knights in the sky is always easier to become people's heroes, and they also maintain mutual courtesy and respect like gentlemen. As described in the movie "Red Baron", pilots always cherish each other, and sometimes even the winners and losers can establish a deep friendship. It is said that the pilots of China and the United States on the battlefield in North Korea would meet after decades. Although they have already become the commander-in-chief of the air force of their respective countries, they can still talk very happily. This is the mutual sympathy after fighting each other with courage and wisdom as the trump card, with life as the bet, and fighting each other. It can even be said that when the two sides were slaughtered, their thoughts merged with each other with their blood. This is not just for fighter pilots, but for many military personnel. Separated by the Iron Curtain of the Cold War, Zhukov, the symbol of the Soviet army, and Eisenhower, the symbol of the Allied forces, cherished each other. And when Palestine-Israel peace talks, looking at the handshake between the leaders of the two sides, how can you imagine that the owner of one of the hands is the most radical resister, while the other is the most staunch repressor. Perhaps only after experiencing that moment of life and death, a real person will understand the true meaning of life and become a true gentleman.
I have never liked modern warfare very much, and I feel that it lacks the original blood and art. Yes, when you see the ironclads roaring at each other, when you see the knights screaming and charging, when you see the tanks colliding like a torrent, when you see the fighter jets in the air When fighting with great skill, you will feel that these pictures are like indescribable works of art, making your blood boil. And the burst of courage and wisdom of those war conductors at the moment of life and death is also regarded as art and passed down to this day. However, when I see Americans smashing advanced weapons piled up with money against weak and helpless countries and some of these weak countries attacking civilians with all-out means as a resistance, I Suddenly it was discovered that the war only reflected its most negative side, and the most positive side was gone. The gentlemen are gone, just a group of terrorists fighting the biggest terror maker in the world. When you blow up a group of people thousands of kilometers away with a precision-guided missile one day, when you take an AK47 and shoot the unresisting people, all you have is cruelty and blood, but honor and greatness It's long gone... bye, gentleman's war...
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