Chapter 26

What is war.

This is what Langley asked Tim in the boot camp. For some people, war is a hero. It's like the saying in "brothers company", I'm not a hero, but I fight side by side with the hero. The friendship of supporting and covering each other between the brothers struggled to survive on the line of death, won the victory, and made people blood boiling and continue.

For some, war is death. It's like corpses all over the open space, including enemies, friendly forces and innocent people. Every living life is passing away, and finally it turns into a series of numbers. No one remembers the real meaning behind the numbers. It seems that life is no longer meaningful here, even alive.

For some, war is profit. Just like John buslon, a real war hero in history, his teammates kept fighting on the battlefield. Every day, every hour, people were dying. However, he was singing and dancing in the United States, selling war treasury bonds and accepting beauty. All he had was just a bunch of money on Wall Street.

But why did Tim say "I don't know"? Why?

He saw that the soldiers lost their sense because they killed too many RB people, and they sat in the same place and counted, as if all the friendly forces in front of them were enemies; He saw that the soldiers of the same company began to scream because of nightmares in the middle of the night, and gradually lost control. In order to avoid exposing their position, they had to execute the soldier themselves. He fell asleep forever with nightmares.

He was almost killed by the Japanese bomb, but after he survived, he had to fight with the enemy with his bare hands. When the dagger pierced the enemy's abdomen, his hands were covered with hot blood; He went through a hail of bullets and rescued his injured partner with a stretcher. Only in the middle of the journey, the fragments detonated by the air raid directly ended the lives of the wounded.

He captured a RB soldier himself, but he was a teenager. He raised his hands in fear to surrender, which made him put down his gun barrel. However, the friendly partners used the boy as a target to bet on who was more accurate; He watched the innocent local people as human bombs, crying "help" mixed into the team, but the Japanese detonated the bomb, causing chain damage.

So what is war? Langley once thought he understood, at least after experiencing what Eugene was facing, he would understand, but a few months later, he didn't understand.

After Langley asked that question for the last time, Tim told a little story.

A war photographer went to the streets of Baghdad to look for materials. He walked in the living area. The daily life here was still going on, as if the war had not brought too much influence, but actually bred a moment of peace. At this time, a three-year-old or four-year-old girl quickly crossed the street and ran towards the ruins behind. Subconsciously, the photographer raised her camera and aimed at the little girl.

Just such an action, but let the little girl panic to stop, raised his hands high, timidly looking at the photographer, that is full of dust face filled with fear, dark eyes quickly covered by tears, scared to beg.

The photographer was stunned. He didn't know what was wrong with his behavior. He went up to comfort the little girl, but heard her chattering voice, "don't kill me." She thought the photographer had a gun.

"I used to believe that I was fighting for justice, for glory, for faith, at least I wanted to believe that. But after seeing that picture... I don't know, I really don't know. " This is the last word that Tim and lenley communicate with each other. Then he turns around and leaves, but his still stiff shoulders are full of heavy vicissitudes.

Lan Li was confused and struggling, but more numb and at a loss. He didn't even have the energy to pursue and think about it. He had consumed all his energy just to persist in this land. Sometimes, he would not think that if he died like this, would it be more relaxed? On the contrary, being alive has become a kind of torture. There is no end, no meaning, no hope, and even faith begins to fall apart.

Live, they just fight to live. Maybe it's right, maybe it's wrong, because maybe "living" itself has no meaning.

Lamy could feel the subtle changes in lanli's mood, but could not say why. Since he came back from injury, Langley has become more and more strange.

It's not that he influenced the shooting. On the contrary, lanli's shooting was very smooth. His wonderful performance often won the full house of the crew. Not only David, but also several other directors who later put in the shooting were full of praise for lanli; But outside the shooting, when there was no gag, he sat quietly. The silence and depression of lanli made the sun dim. But every time he asked him, he returned to normal and continued to joke with them.

Several times, Lamy wanted to have a talk with lanli, but lanli cleverly avoided it, didn't give him the chance to continue to go deep, and just took it lightly. This made Lamy more worried.

"Rookie, rookie." Lamy called twice in a row, but there was no response. He had to pat Lan Li on the shoulder, and then he saw that Lan Li had come back to himself. His eyebrows gently picked up, indicating that he heard it. Lamy pointed to the direction of the director. "They asked, are you ready?"

Lanli nodded, made an "OK" gesture towards the director, and then showed a shallow smile at Lamy, "how about you? are you ready? It's not an easy scene. "

Lamy picked up his worries and said, "you're the protagonist of the play. When you're ready, I'll have no problem."

Now what they are shooting is an important play. The shooting of "Pacific War" is coming to an end, and all the weight of the play has been accumulated on lanli.

After a series of battles and events, Eugene's soul is transformed. He is not only cold and heartless, but also hard hearted. In the scene shot five days ago, Eugene madly tries to kill a RB prisoner who conflicts with them, and is warned by the army; And then, in a condescending manner, he killed the last enemy who resisted tenaciously - when the commander had ordered a cease-fire.

Today's play is the peak of all emotional outbursts.

After a long and arduous battle on Okinawa, the U.S. military finally won, but there are still some remaining small forces in the tenacious resistance, so they need to explore slowly and eliminate all the last resistance forces. During the search, Eugene and Merrill heard a baby crying from a dilapidated house on the side of the road. They walked in carefully and found a surviving baby from a local family, all of whom died in the house.

Here, Eugene, who is possessed by the devil and whose heart is like stagnant water, is touched again“ The final sublimation of the "Pacific War" series depends on this.

Lan Li took back his sight and quietly looked at the bodies like hills in front of him. He knew that these were all mass actors; He knew that the plasma and intestines were props. But at this time, they are motionless to enter the performance state, as if they were real corpses in general. This makes Lan Li's mood also precipitate and calm down, just standing quietly in the same place, time seems to solidify at this moment.

Death, he has seen too many deaths and is so used to it that he receives a letter from his family saying that deacon is dead, but he is indifferent. He just sits in the same place, thinking about what "deacon is dead" means, but he doesn't find any answer. It seems that death has no meaning, just a state. What's more ironic is that his body and face are covered with blood stains. Even he can't calculate how many lives have ended in his own hands. He himself is a wandering soul climbing out of the corpse pile.

However, looking at the crying baby in front of him, he was stunned.

The connection between birth and death forms a samsara. There is a trace of anxiety in the clear and loud cry, but there is no fear. It is just anxious, complaining, crying, calling for someone to change his diaper, or calling for someone to fill his hungry stomach, so simple, so natural, so simple, surrounded by death, But it gave birth to hope. The cycle of life is just in front of us.

"Shoot!" The director's voice came from the distant horizon, like the command of God.