so u rather wait for people to come and killed u ( so that u wont have any of those after-war effects ) or defends ur self … to me, it depends on how u think of the war …if u think war is a platform to simply spilled people blood for fun, then the after-war effects might kicked it after the war is over but if u fought the war because u want to protect ur country , uve become more aware how hard the war was and how u must value ur country ur life people around u ,… for example, ive heard lots of this after-war effects on american soldiers, where they mind bcame ustabble after they returned home from Iraq-america war, why? look at them , look who is opressing/evading , iraqian soldiers never set footed on american soil,and they were defending their country …but its diffrent from the american, they dont have any specific or important goals, other then what had been instructed to them , i heard some of the american soldiers were oppresing the iraqian after they jobs are over … after they returned home , they were feeling a deep feeling of guilty as what u said … and started to having mind instability …[/quote]
Na, that’s just the effect war has on people’s mind. Yes, some of them return good as new, but that depends on the amount of action they see. Different battalions in WWII have different exposure to the slaughter with the frontier troops, paratroopers and the landing parties seeing the most action over the course of the war. Their stories are often more bloody and violent than others. While as bloody as it is, not many true veterans made it home. They (means by then they were long dead) were simply replaced by fresh recruits who were there to see the end of the war. Imagine if everyone who were killed in Normandy during D-Day are resurrected to tell their story, can you even imagine their anguish? WWI had a different. The earlier veterans of WWI who survived the trenches were as shell shocked as hell and even the sight of blood could send them into a berserk or broken state. Each had their own story of the trenches to tell, some of how their friends got gassed to death, some how they decapitated the German soldier’s head off with a spade. WWI was much much uglier than WWII.
Aside that, the Americans had a brief war with Iraq in '92 named Desert Storm. At the end of it, there was a lot of middle eastern hating veterans (mostly due to them surviving from start to the end, casualties were getting little) and Saddam Hussein was instated as the dictator by the American Intelligence network. More than 10 years later, the Americans invaded again, to ‘liberate’ Iraq from the dictator they installed. This time, the death toll would be so little that the amount of mentally disturbed soldiers would be very high. Some of the worst cases resulted in them being locked up in Asylums. Not many humans react well to killing another human being, or death of another human being. Seeing someone’s limb teared off by a mortar shell is really something disturbing and like they say it, “Their screams will haunt you forever.” It’s never that simple to pick up a gun and start shooting. Unless your training involves brainwashing you into a merciless killer, like what the famous Gestapo were rumored of doing to selected soldiers.
To quote quite a famous American war hero in WWII,
“First time pulling the trigger is tough, as the young man facing you, drafted into fighting a war he never wanted, like you, has a family, friends, and a lover or wife waiting for him to come back. But when I finally pulled the trigger after staring at each other, a flash, and he went down, limp and lifeless. Another soul returned to its creator. Another family, another lover, devastated. I find it disturbing some are putting the Jerries(Slang for German troops) akin to turkey, and proclaimed that they were just shooting turkeys. Like any sane person, I despised that thought. However as we spearheaded deeper and deeper into Europe, I came to realization that my brothers in arm were as scared as I am. The only way to keep our sanity was to tell ourselves, what we are slaughtering by the hundreds every battle, are in fact not human, but merely farm animals waiting to be slaughtered. That thought alone saved me my sanity every time I pulled the trigger during the whole period of the war.”