War.
Posted: 14 Sep 2010, 00:40
What is your opinion about war?
My opinion is that real war, isnt 100 guys running around with machine guns and sniper rifles, and shooting other guys whilst they are eating lunch...
Real war is armies of men using Calvary, Cataphracts, Trebuchets, Swords, Shields, Armour, Bows, Pikes, and other weapons classified as "medieval" time period, actually seeing the fear, pain, anxiety, hope, and comradeship
War now days is mass murder.
Let me discribe a situation.
You are a infantryman in the United States army. You are on guard duty and are keeping watch of your position in the trenches. You hear a crack of a stick, maybe opposing scouts, nearby so you go to investigate. You find that it was only a rabbit and you head back to your post.
(point of view of a sharpshooter, in the Russian army*) I see a guard, i have my Silenced snipers rifle and am camouflaged well. I see that he is looking for something, good thing too, because he could have spotted me! I lock my scope onto his neck, because his helmet might spare him time to cry for help. I aim carefully because I dont wish to miss. I pull the trigger and watch for the result.
(point of view of the Guard) i hear a crack, before i can do anything else, i feel a pain in my neck and I hit the earth. As i feel my life leaving my body, i pray that my comrades will find me and send me home. I breath My final breath and shudder as i pass into the void.
This happens many times in a single year.
* i picked Russian army because i didnt know another one...
My opinion is that real war, isnt 100 guys running around with machine guns and sniper rifles, and shooting other guys whilst they are eating lunch...
Real war is armies of men using Calvary, Cataphracts, Trebuchets, Swords, Shields, Armour, Bows, Pikes, and other weapons classified as "medieval" time period, actually seeing the fear, pain, anxiety, hope, and comradeship
War now days is mass murder.
Let me discribe a situation.
You are a infantryman in the United States army. You are on guard duty and are keeping watch of your position in the trenches. You hear a crack of a stick, maybe opposing scouts, nearby so you go to investigate. You find that it was only a rabbit and you head back to your post.
(point of view of a sharpshooter, in the Russian army*) I see a guard, i have my Silenced snipers rifle and am camouflaged well. I see that he is looking for something, good thing too, because he could have spotted me! I lock my scope onto his neck, because his helmet might spare him time to cry for help. I aim carefully because I dont wish to miss. I pull the trigger and watch for the result.
(point of view of the Guard) i hear a crack, before i can do anything else, i feel a pain in my neck and I hit the earth. As i feel my life leaving my body, i pray that my comrades will find me and send me home. I breath My final breath and shudder as i pass into the void.
This happens many times in a single year.
* i picked Russian army because i didnt know another one...
