One Soldier Staring Death in the Face

Soldiers looking at death in face-to-face warfare are full of violence and death. This violence and death can lead to serious emotional trauma. I can not imagine what the war is like or what it feels like letting people I love go to war. I know that I am very lucky because of this. When a loved one does war, they may die, they will be afraid, they will disappear. The worst is that their destiny is unknown. Regardless of whether it is a spouse, parent, brother or sister, or a friend, anyone who loves others will be sad if they see their loved ones go to war.

A bullfighter will face death every time she enters the ring. Like a bullfighter, Jack also faces death. As a soldier of the First World War, "Great War", Jack saw the face of death many times. These experiences are different, but they are related. Bullfighters and bulls faced at close range, and most of the killings in World War I did not involve face-to-face contact between enemy soldiers. Jack felt that the lack of control as a soldier in the trench was in stark contrast to the control power the bullfighter showed in Ring Bull.

Yousef is one of the few camped girls who died during the activity. It is clear that these soldiers train together, fight together, and face death together when speaking with different officers at the base. For these women, death of a soldier is the same as losing a loved one and a precious family. Her desire to fight for that country is rooted in the terrible thing she was raised under the rule of former Iraqi dictator Saddam Hussein. When she was young, Rashid witnessed an Iraqi soldier ties her uncle to a tank, pulling him to the road and throwing his undone body into the pit.

Alastair lay down relaxedly on the ground, smiling and staring at the sky. I was satisfied with the perfect throw of his sleeve that killed a soldier. When physical strength disappeared due to bleeding from the left thigh, the body cramped and the face turned pale. As spearman soldiers found her figure near the shadow of the corner of the alley, Nara stopped breathing and swallowed as lightly as possible. Spearman heard that behind his sound turns around, he rushed to the late officer. Nara grabbed the moment she was facing, jumped out of the darkness and inserted her dagger into the neck between the helmet and armor. It was an accurate attack that pulls blood from his mouth without the time to fight or understand that he made a fatal mistake. However, as three trackers rushed to them, she did not enjoy the triumph of her successful attack.