In modern warfare, you die as pointlessly as a dog.
——Ernest Hemingway
War is ruthless and can dissolve everything. Too many people have died. Your life is not considered a human life at all. You only have to survive, even if you live as humble as a pig or dog.
In this battlefield of eating human bones, I just want to serve the motherland. My glory is loyalty. I know that this is a loss of life, so I try my best to ensure that no one will be sad about my death, so you should not appear in front of me again and again.
I wandered around for many years, just following the flow of people, looking for a place without gunpowder smoke, but there was no smoke anywhere. It was not until the end that I realized that I was so selfish. Who did you lose? Who was hurt? Where can I forget it?