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“No such thing as too much pressure. We like pressure. We thrive on pressure.”
It was a given that soldiers contemplate death. They live with it, they accept it. They expect it. Some of them even want it. But deep down they want it to be fair. Me against him, may the best man win. They want it to be noble. Win or lose, they want it to arrive with significance. A soldier dead with his arms tied behind him was the worst kind of outrage. It was about helplessness and submission and abuse. It was about powerlessness. It took away all the illusions.
People say the darkest hour is just before dawn, but people are wrong.
