Ideal Soldier

My favorite line of the Soldiers creed is “I am the guardian of freedom and the

Words are tremendously weak to express how strongly I missed you. Although our invincible love can never break us apart, my responsibility toward my country came like a vigorous tornado that alienated our golden chain. I’m writing this message to tell you that today we are preparing for our next combat of Vimy Ridge, after the dreadful slaughter that occurred at the Somme battle.

When the young are growing up they aspire to be fireman, superheros and other heroes whose names may never be forgotten, or never known, the unsung heroes or the valiant legends of the past when told in the distant future. This was especially true when I was a youngin’ yearning for my chance at glory, heroism, a chance for your name to be written in stone, remembered as a legend of the past such as Achilles, Hector, Leonidas and the 300, Alexander the Great, Caesar Augustus, Charlemagne and more recently the Desert Fox a.k.a Field Marshal Erwin Rommel. These are the legends of the past that I wanted to aspire to be, wanting to be a great taction, a soldier with honor and duty, but as one grows up as does your plans for the future. Consequently this schooling turned my desire of being a General Eisenhower in World War Two, to that of

people everywhere march with you… I have full confidence in your courage, devotion to duty and skill in battle. We will accept nothing less than full Victory” (General Dwight D. Eisenhower, Supreme Commander, Order of the Day, June 6, 1944, 2)!

They were trained to eat meals in under a minute and were drugged before going out to battle.

Back at the base camp, the men discuss Barnes' behavior. Elias goes to a lieutenant and tells him of the affair. The lieutenant then tells them that if people were killed for no reason, he would take it up in court. Again, the men are patrolling through the jungle and the Vietnamese attack them. This time the casualties are a little more than in the previous battles. Chris gets his first true kill and gets excited about it. Elias devises a plan and scopes out the enemy position. Barnes goes to get him after Wolfe tells them to get out of the area because they were going to bomb it. Elias runs through the woods and finally finds Barnes. Barnes gives him an evil look and then shoots him. He goes to tell Chris and the men with him to evacuate and tells them that he found Elias dead, “about a hundred yards back.” Chris reluctantly believes him

This prayer was said by Patton to his his men before they left for the battle field. It accurately describes Pattons’ drive to lead his men to victory,

Though the men are previously characterized as hopeful and strong, Wilfred Owen and his personal battlefront experiences contrast this view, conveying the soldiers as weakened and forgotten by the authority figures who once promised to award honor among such “heros”. Euphemisms convince Americans to

The idea that it is sometimes necessary and, indeed, proper to slaughter our fellow human beings to stamp out a great evil or advance a noble cause has, after all, been drummed into all of us by Church and State, School and Family. To reject that notion is to dismiss the ultimate sacrifice made by ancestors, friends, relatives, and compatriots who laid down their lives in wars they—or, at least, their governments—deemed worthy. Perhaps it is self-righteous, condescending, even imperious to suggest that their last measure of devotion—as Lincoln described it at Gettysburg—was neither just nor justifiable.

If there must be thanks, he would rather it come from others who had been gnawed by War’s grinding teeth. Even then, it was not thanks for service or sacrifice, but thanks for having shared the burdens of war.

“If we are mark'd to die, we are enow to do our country loss; and if to live, the fewer men, the greater share of honour.” this paragraph will be about that part of his speech. We are enough to do our country loss. If we live there is enough of us to show greatness and honor our brothers and show our love to the country. We are saying this is where you stand before you fight, be ready for the outcome of death and hurt. Have courage and strength, believe in yourself.

The war is still raging on. There are many already dead, but it´s not getting any better. Many different challenges have fallen upon us in a variety of ways. We've faced many hardships, substantial problems, and varied difficulties. I’ll explain to you guys some of what is happening, I’m truly sorry if some of the imagery I speak about in this letter is too grotesque, but please read to your own discretion. I’m doing my best to come home back to you guys.

I am here to say thank you; I am here to ask may great blessings be bestowed on the families of those we have lost; and I am here to encourage each of you, to continue to strive, to gather the grace of God, whether an officer or an

The devotion of this book is in memory of the people who was willing to sacrifice their lives and to the families and service members that serve today. I would like to thank my family for serving in the military in a time of war and a time of peace. I also would like to thank all of my supporters and followers, for giving me a faith to follow in the name of lord Jesus king over all of Gods creation. I pray that God bless all of you in all that you say and all that you do, and may the lords face shine upon you and give you peace. I pray that God gives us guidance in our time of need, and spare thy rod against us.

A priest stood in a dark robe clutching the podium strongly. "Heavenly father, we have gathered before you today to honour our fallen brethren. We commend their souls unto your almighty hands, that they may know eternal peace." He bowed his head and silence fell over the grief-stricken onlookers. Those unlucky few, who had experienced the atrocity and lived to tell the tale, together with the family members of the fallen soldiers stood, silent, in attendance as the twenty-one gun salute was fired. The flag, symbolising everything they had died fighting for, waved at half mass paying tribute to the fallen saints.