>drive a truck with supplies through bumfrick nowhere
>never seeing the enemy and battle
>drone or something hits your vehicle
>from your point of view, you just cease to exist in a split second
>you didn't charge into the battle screaming and raging, full of adrenaline
>you didn't have the time to think of your family and home one last time and say a prayer
Meh, whatever
Yeah it's pretty shit, it's only fun in movies and videogames.
>Blink and gone from existence
Literally the most idyllic way one could ever die tbqh
I'm sorry you won't get to gargle on blood, lying in a pool of dirt-become-mud as your blood and piss drains of your increasingly lifeless body, having just born witness to your most dearest held company cut to shreds in front of you
It’s been that way since flight was a thing. Read “The Forgotten Soldier” the author was an escort in a supply convoy in the eastern front and soviet planes fricked them up before they even got to the front
Nah, even before flight. Field artillery ruined it.
>Read “The Forgotten Soldier” the author was an escort in a supply convoy
pic related
In the past most people would literally die on the way to the battle either due to lack of food, weather or disease. It was always shit.
we should go back to the age of sail where you woke up and saw the enemy and the horizon and then you had breakfast and lunch while contemplating what was about to happen to you
Did the age of sail overlap with the age of Rooney?
>ww1
>be german soldier marching to the front
>get blown up by a shell from a gun 20km away
>never saw the gun or any combat
>ww2
>be a us soldier underway to europe in a ship
>ship goes boom because torpedo
>ship sinks before you have time to get out
>never even made it across the sea
>nam
>be a us soldier fresh out of boot reporting to your new commander
>enter the fob, everyone's chilling
>suddenly get shot by sniper somewhere
>never even reported for duty
>iraq
>be grunt tanker, finally finished digging in the tank
>sleeping on the engine deck at night
>get vaporized by a laser-guided bomb from a coalition jet with IR cameras you never knew was there
>didn't even know the war started
thats if ur lucky in Iraq tbqhwyfamalam.
>Be Iraq grunt
>Get dropped a surrender leaflet
>Proceed to get bombed to shit from bombers, artillery, helos for the next day from further than you can see
>Die before you could surrender.
lol
> ukraine
> be russki in shitty trench filled to the brim with garbage and stolen washing machines
> get drone-dropped to shit from a tiny machine a hundred meters above I can't even see or hear
> know my death will be uploaded in 4k with vatnik music playing in the background watched by american millenials while they take a shit
It's true, I've seen many vatBlack folk blown up while I'm blowing one out
I've watched that vatnig pinching a loaf while I pinched a loaf, but I at least got to enjoy my turd.
>Civil war
>Be Confederate soldier marching through West Virginia
>Union cannon.png
>Grapeshot tears through your body, shredding you to bits
>Never had a chance to draw your musket, didn't see your opponent
>Be peasant levy soldier
>Marching through muddy fields
>Die of gut rot before you ever saw combat, like the majority of your fellow footsoldiers
>Caveman times
>Be grug
>Hunting and gathering, as any hunter/gatherer does
>Sabertooth tiger jumps on you from hiding, sinking its teet into your neck
>You lose throat and cervical vertbebrae privileges, and die immediately
The proximity fuse and it’s consequences have been disastrous for the fighting world.
That's a pretty good way to go.
>catch some random disease
>sanitary conditions are non existent
>die in agony in a tent of some sort because the only medical help was trying to cut you open and bleed out the bad things or having some holy man pray for your soul
>Be medieval soldier
>Clad in chainmail with a pike in hand
>Ready to storm the enemy keep and become heroes
>Get killed by a volly of arrows
War hasn't ever been fair or glorious, we've just gotten more effiecient at culling grunts
Been like this since they packed kids onto trains in WW1 just to get hit with artillery a mile away from the front. Glamor in war was always a myth, but even if it wasn't it's long since dead.
Turns out real life war is not like a FPS where you spawn in at a safe zone and peacefully advance to the front.
>in the face of evil we always stand up
They all died for freedom
They all died in pain
In guns we trust
For the power and the glory
In guns we trust
For the honor for our country
We killed for freedom
We die for peace
That's not what nihilism means, moron.
have a nice day.
Now you know why any military with a brain puts their budget towards their air force and technology, not grunts. We have dozens of ways of killing grunts from farther than they can see with no way of anticipating or protecting themselves. Infantry used to be the main fighting force but as technology progressed they have basically become glorified security guards for an area after drones and bombers wiped everything else out. You don't even need to go super expensive with it either. There are dozens of webms posted here every day showing vatniks getting blown up by cheap ass civilian recreation drones with some minor modifications. I was a grunt in Iraq in 2009 and that was okay but I would be scared shitless of fighting in a war against a modern country. You'll never be able to relax or sleep knowing that at any moment you can vaporized by drone piloted by some guy hundreds or thousands of miles away. Night time is even worse because all you have is some dog shit nods while drones, jets, and other vehicles are equipped with thermals. War has always sucked but now we're in an era where your life can be ended with the push of a button from a thousand miles away and there is nothing you can do about it.
Dumbest shit I've ever read.
should've drove better then
There's a line in an early 19th century song about a young, dashing cavalry officer who's exceptionally neat and well dressed, the personification of glory and dignity essentially. Riding at the front his line, he draws his elegant, clean cavalry sabre and as he's about to let loose a shout, the soldiers see a brief flash of light being reflected from his sword.
It's the enemy artillery, he gets turned into spaghetti with his young blood spilling everywhere.
You could say that artillery has ruined it all and before it was better but I think people have probably always looked to the past saying it was better than now simply because we weren't there and whatever shape or form war takes in the present, it's always dreadful, but we hold onto the idea that at one point it was better.
I just wanted to let you know that you're a beast for spreading truth sir
You have no point of view if that happens. Because ceasing to exist because of death means nothing before death ever happened to you. Death is Death. Regrets do not gel into a vaporized brain.
Na wykop wypierdalaj
Skill issue
https://youtube.com/shorts/fHLISbTopzM?feature=share
OP is moronic. Most casualties in pre-industrial age were due to disease, which is decidedly not an "honorable" or "full of adrenaline" way to go.
Quick death is arguably preferable to shitting yourself to death in span of several excrutiating days.
Alternatively, the drone or something isn't a direct hit
>drive a truck with supplies through bumfrick nowhere
>never seeing the enemy and battle
>drone or something hits nearby your vehicle
>from your point of view you briefly experience the closest thing to hell on earth as your entire existence becomes one of fire and thunder
>your shattered corpse is launched clear of the burning remains of your vehicle
>you try to move but can't stand up due to one of your legs still being in the truck and the other having several new bends to it
>you can only lie there in pure searing agony
>too shocked and bewildered to think of home, of mother, of friends, of whatever
>you start to choke and drown in your own blood
>but drowning would be a pleasant relief compared to what's coming
>the smell of gasoline is getting stronger, from one of the burst fuel tanks on one of the other vehicles
>it's all around you
>fwoosh
>you scream, for a few seconds
>you want to keep screaming but you can't, as the hot burning air cooks your lungs from the inside out
>the massive burn damage stops your lungs from functioning
>you can only lie there, writing in the flames, struggling for a breath that will never come
>a week later, a 20-something grocery bagger on PrepHole will watch your death, reply 'kek', and move on without any further thought for your existence
>It's another "anon finally starts to mature and realizes it was one big dirty racket disguised by propaganda" episode
At least they didn't get you to sign up, so consider yourself lucky.
Because shanking a guy in the face is just that much more meaningful, right? You might as well blame the bow and arrow for showing the superiority of ranged tactics.