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In the US, an average of 20 veteran fighters are removed life every day One every 72 minutes, 7,300 a year ...

That's more than the death toll in combat in the wars of Afghanistan and Iraq.

Today it is called post-traumatic stress disorder, before the troops returned Home with the Vietnam syndrome. In Korea it was operational exhaustion ...

In World War II, called combat fatigue.

Where are you?

The soldier Gregory Sullivan, Rangers.

You will be fine, son, you will go home.

Lieutenant Jeffrey Tokariuk, Engineers XIX.

Blind and deaf, the shell of Mortar exploded in his face.

Sergeant Roland Rothach, 26th Infantry

Combat fatigue.

Without internal or external trauma.

Come back to me.

- Good morning, Mr. Rothach. - Hello.

- How are you today, sir? - Uh, good.

Let me see what I have for you

I have a liter of milk, I have a coffee can,

a carton of cigarettes,

six cans of beans in tomato sauce,

six cans of beans in maple syrup,

six cans of beans with lard,

six cans of beans with maple syrup and butter,

I have 20 cans of tuna, I have

Five bottles of whiskey.

I have a jar of jam of raspberry for you.

You just have to sign here.

Mr. Rothach, sir.

Thank you.

Wait.

Thank you very much, sir, we We see next Tuesday.

Here, try it there.

What about that?

- If right. - She is not my lady.

Hears.

Is it your lady?

She is not using nothing more than an apron.

There goes, you guys, have fun.

Have her at home before nightfall.

Catch them later.

Draw me one

Is this second Squad, Dog Company?

Yes, first squad.

I have an email for you.

- Fisher. - Around here, dad.

Oh, look who it is. Hobbs, how are you doing?

- Jackson! - Oh.

Johnson.

Yes Wow, good job.

- Rot-hatch. - Rothach.

Hey, it's Mr. Goretti.

- Oh, shit, really? - Yes

Yes.

What would you see tonight? Casablanca or Cat People?

- Cat people. - Austin?

- Sounds like... - Austin. - It sounds like a winner.

Okay, then, it's a modern girl

cursed by an ancient legend - Lieutenant Pyne?

The legend of the cat people.

Yes, it sounds very sexy.

Insurance.

Dumbass.

Does not matter.

- Is there a problem with Inglis? - Yes

I send my stories, and still They have not published them.

The dawn of the glory days.

The great war, as Jack Inglis did it.

Yes, January 17, 1943.

It was a cold night in the battle front.

There was a soft breeze in the air,

floating the aroma of enemy towards us.

We hear artillery fire

echoing beyond the horizon.

- He shook our bones. - Dear Roland,

How can the words describe how much I love you?

Well, come a little closer.

Let me whisper in your loved ones ears all these words of love,

because they are made for you.

You are the world.

You are everything.

But part of me is missing.

- And that part is you. - The dream is a dream.

Reality,

- a nightmare. - A nightmare.

It's a nightmare, Jack!

It does not matter that,

no matter how have you gone,

either weeks or months or all forever,

I'll always be yours, since you are mine

From now until the end of time.

I love you and only you,

forever.

Keep this letter close and dream with me often,

how i dream about you

Save yourself, my love

You are a soldier, always yours, Barbara.

An American soldier, prepared by the better to fight and die for my country.

Come on, what's the problem?

You know we would have read it if it was published, right?

I did not send this one yet.

I do not like it to be read

before it is finished

It's good.

What was good?

- First squad, Ear. - Attention!

Kraut's armor has broken the lines in Sidi Bouzid.

Battalion reports casualties

to the 36th Infantry and 1st armor.

The twenty-sixth ECA is returning to Kasserine.

We will reinforce the line and wait there until you receive orders.

All right, everyone, they pack.

Complete equipment, no We will be back here.

Any questions?

Well, 30 minutes in the meeting point.

Happy Valentines Day.

Say goodbye to your father, James.

Be good with your mother, okay?

Good.

It's okay,

then, we're going

I love you

Johnson, where is the extra ammunition?

I must verify the control in CP, we have nothing.

Well, hurry up.

- Fuck you. - Fuck you.

- I love you too. - Oh, fuck your mother. - Do not hurt yourself there.

- Problems with the kit? - It's not very bad,

I have to take a shit every five minutes

of these damn rations, but I have to fuck

with this garbage now.

Come here.

Oh, you're tangled.

What is all this shit for?

Since we are not going to see no action

- Looks good, soldier. - Yes?

Like the beauty of the ball.

Thanks, Sergeant, I'll probably come back.

Dammit!

Do not move!

You are alone?

Do not move

Is there someone else here with you?

I said do not move!

High!

One minute 23 is left in the penalty to Bentley.

Montreal crosses the ice central and Toe Blake

brings the disk to the Chicago line.

It can not happen, Toomer he removes it from his stick.

Puck takes a strange bounce, go down the left side,

is picked up by Reg Hamilton,

but loses control and can not lift it.

Blake does a good job attacking the Chicago defender

- James, at bedtime.

But the game is not over yet.

It's getting late and You have school in the morning.

Say good night to your father and let's go.

And throw the disc in

the end of Montreal after to be taken by Bouchard

Sweet Dreams.

Time, get ready.

And with one minute remaining in the penalty,

the Canadians, who run Carefully, they go over the line.

Bouchard receives a Great pass from Blake.

He sends the shot away,

and the disc enters the corner.

Bouchard pinches, grab the stick,

returns it to the corner.

Blake is the first.

He stops, looks and passes Medea in the slot.

He is intercepted by Colleta but he is bound by him

Hamilton tries help them, Pallas,

but before I can clarify, Blake maintains it.

And defense lining up against.

You will take the extra ...

They are coming!

Shelter!

Moveos Moveos Moveos!

Rothach, Rothach!

Machine gun squad, at 10 o'clock!

I need you and your squadron.

First squadron, about me!

Take the lead.

Let's go, Let's go, Let's go, Let's go.

Stay down, we'll take you to a safe place!

Machine guns, prepared for support our movements.

- Ahead! - Fisher, Pyne, up!

Lieutenant!

Open fire!

Shit!

Go back, everyone, back off!

Let's go, Let's go, Let's go, Let's go!

Water.

Fire!

Almost out!

Sergeant, we're almost there outside, we ...

Doctor, Doctor!

Here they come!

Pomegranate!

Good launch, sergeant.

Rothach, where is Lambert?

Dead, we have to back and consolidate.

We push them back, but the Panzers arrive fast.

They are going to break through.

The reinforcements are input, armor and tank destroyers.

You maintain this position.

- Where is Captain Farley? - I have no idea!

You stay here

until you discover what's happening.

What are we doing, sergeant?

Just stay Attentive to the sector.

- We have to keep the line! - Come on!

And then he says to me in French,

who wants to give me a kiss, 'wow, easy'.

Then anyway, uh, finally I came back

and everything turned out better than expected

This is really great, Barbara, You have surpassed yourself

Demons, every time Shirley makes a roast

It comes out like an old shoe.

I have to get the recipe for these potatoes.

Do you still have the garden Victory?

Absolutely, the harvest This year was magnificent.

Yes, I can imagine.

Bill, we should give them something of our raspberry

Definitely, more than what sometime we can use.

So, Roland, how are you doing? adapting to life at home?

- Seated, okay? - He's fine.

I got him a job working with me, good hard work.

If the war did not do it, what we will become a man yet.

The adventure is not so much how are you used to

No, no so much.

Not so many Krauts, eh Roly?

Not at all.

There is always a place for you in the newspaper.

- Excellent. - You know,

when you are ready.

However, it must be nice to be home?

Difficult, I imagine.

How do you do it after seeing

all that death and unnecessary destruction?

He must have seen so much.

Oh, I do not know if I would say unnecessary.

Jesus, Pearl Harbor, Billy.

Well, there seemed to be many rubbish

in terms of innocent lives.

Without saying the cost of foreign infrastructure and economy.

I mean, they're still eating his horses in Amsterdam.

Oh, sun, rainbow and ponis for everyone.

They started the fight, we finished it.

There will be some noses bloody.

But look at our economy here at home, it is booming.

Nobody could have predicted that 10 years ago.

We defend our way of life,

- and they were rewarded. - Can we go play? Clear.

Did you finish your dinner?

- Yes - It's OK, go ahead.

It was our responsibility to throw the Helmets in the ring, so to speak.

Why do not we take measures?

- Until after Pearl Harbor? - Excuse me, where did you fight?

Well, I signed up, but they considered me unfit

for military service by a problem in the ear

Problem of the inner ear?

- What the hell is that? - Roger, language.

It affects my balance

He can barely walk a few days.

I think what Bill is trying to say is that

we could take a humanitarian role

when dealing with civil population.

Let's ask the women of war

if it ever bursts in the kitchen.

We are deviating from the point.

Trudy worked in one of the factories

That made the bullets. - Oh, I agree.

The point is that if it were not for the Marines like me

out there burning those skewed slanted eyes

out of holes and nights, I guarantee you

there would be moldy rice in this table,

not a damn dinner roasted, Semper Fi!

You see that the war was not fought

in a handful of islands In the pacific.

The Pacific was our war.

Europe was a picnic in comparison with the hell we live.

Picnic...

We just rescue them of a difficult situation.

If the boots were so important in the Pacific,

why he threw two atomic bombs

before they surrendered?

And we do not agree with the bomb, right, Bill?

Do not.

So many innocent lives lost, and for what?

Why win?

What's wrong with your mind?

- Roger! - I'll tell you what a profit.

Have you ever seen one of these Nippon eyes?

Roland, what do you think from all of this?

Now what?

My God, what happened?

- Toby bit me. - Let me see.

- I'll go get you some gauze. - Call Dr. Brown.

It could be infected, What if she has anger?

Look what he did your vicious dog!

I'm really sorry, usually he is very friendly.

You say this is Liz's fault?

- He's six years old. - Those dogs

They must be locked up.

You're right I'm sorry, Is there anything I can do?

Let's go.

Christ!

Keep firing!

Rothach!

Rothach, where is Lieutenant Lambert?

- Dead, sir. - Shit!

What about Pyne?

He looks for you, sir He is in the 1st platoon.

I just got there, the first platoon has been invaded.

What are your orders, sir?

Mr!

I have to go find Pyne.

Here they come!

Oh, it's fine. First squad, go back to that position.

Inglis, check the .30, make sure that is still working.

Second squadron, provides suppression fire.

Then we will cover you.

- Fields! - Yes, Sarge?

Austin can move, must go!

I can not do it, Sarge. We have to retire now!

Okay, let's do it!

Let's move on!

Come on...

Go Go.

Go Go.

Come with me.

Where are you?

Bill Baker, please.

Bill?

I'm Roland.

Yes, hello.

How are you?

Oh, well, that's good to hear.

I'm fine, I've been writing a book.

Hello?

Hello?

I am sorry.

I just wanted to call.

I mean,

I just wanted to see how you were.

That is good.

I recovered my work in the newspaper.

Yes, I spoke with Bill.

I wanted to know if such I could see you again.

I only have some things what I wanted to say

I just wanted to say some things you should listen to

I would really like to see you.

And James, too, of course.

The center, on Monday?

Grant Park, it's fine.

Great.

See you later.

Ok, second squadron, back!

Cover fire!

Fuck.

- This is FUBAR. - I know, what do you need?

Charlie Company has retreated to CP.

Farley took off the first platoon.

I must get a radio. Can you hold until I return?

We will do it.

I'm counting on you

Doctor!

Oh God!

Doctor!

Oh God.

- Cure me! - Doctor!

Roly? Roly are coming!

Fuck, fuck!

I'm trying!

Fuck, you fucking bastard, Make me a patch!

Calm down.

Doc, you can,

I need my gun! They are coming!

Fuck, I'm dying!

They come, they come!

Oh no, oh my God!

- I do not want to die! - Wait, wait, Hendricks!

- They are coming! - For

You are about to strive and that is going to make you ...

Roly, Roly, fuck it!

- It's okay! - Roly, Roly!

- Roly. - Help.

Help help.

They come from WAAF,

operating in 1120 Kilocycles, 267 meters,

as authorized by the Federal Commission of Radio.

And now the program continues

with Mr. Scott and Mr. Greenfield

Roly?

What are you doing?

How was your day?

James will be home soon.

Roland!

What are you doing, Stop, Roland?

For!

Take off, Roland

Stop, do not do it!

Get away from me, stop!

I'm home!

Soldier, call the battalion on the radio!

Danger forward, we are Danger Red Dog Two.

Danger forward, please.

Shit.

Second platoon, come back to the charge!

Moveos Moveos Moveos!

Oh no.

Come on.

I want you to be the man I fell in love with.

I want James to have a father.

Do you want to see what I am?

What do you do? Do you see what I've become?

- Roland, stop! - I'm nothing! I'm nothing!

What are they doing?

No no no!

Shit.

- Sarge, what do we do? - Can someone get Austin?

Where the hell are they all?

- Get Austin. - I can not get to him!

- Fischer, get out - Get rid of that!

Hey, stop!

Go back!

Everyone go back to the CP!

Hey, damn it back!

Do not go! Do not...

High!

- For! - Do not!

Shut up!

They are coming.

Sh, come, sh, quiet, shut up. Dammit.

They are coming.

They come, sh, sh, sh.

Do not shoot, I'm American!

I'm American, do not shoot!

American.

I'm going.

Good morning, Mr. Rothach, How are you today, sir?

Are you okay, sir?

Hello?

Hello?

JACC / 19/08/2018