The moment when the flesh and blood is blurred is the fatal attraction of the cruelty revealed by war films to the audience, a kind of war aesthetics, and an alternative charm.
The leader was inexplicably calm, polite but cold-blooded. The soldier's clothing and weapons make it full of charm, a kind of heroism, and as the soldier himself said, when people talk about why he returns to the battlefield again and again, he is reluctant to answer. That's because of a kind of protection and responsibility for comrades-in-arms and those around you, behind the absolute obedience requirement, it is difficult to think about the meaning of life. There is no meaning in life, human beings are small, but human beings need meaning. For those who have no desire, protection and responsibility become the most important fetters.
When the pain reaches a certain critical point, the person loses consciousness. When the bullet swiped across the skin, the wound opened without difficulty, and if the artery was damaged, blood would spew out. The unbelievable and inhumane mind slaughter in the third-person perspective, when the inability to resist the pain accompanied by the choice is just a heart-piercing roar, just pain, the desire to survive, family, love, often eventually become emotions, not careers, Not hobbies, not life and material things themselves. Perhaps the final answer is that living up to the sentient beings is the most important part, while the others are extra points for survival after health and safety.
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