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Nothing hones combat prowess like real combat.

Thirty years from now, when you’re sitting by the fireplace with your grandson on his knee and he asks what you did during the great Second World War, you don’t have to say, "Well, I shoveled shit in Louisiana." It's okay now, you sons of bitches, you know how I feel. I will be proud to lead such great guys into battle anywhere and anytime. It's all.

Natasha outwitted me, I thought bitterly, she had chosen the place of the battle. And now I had to fight not on her, but on my own territory, which is always dangerous. Once upon a time a familiar matador explained this to me.

We have no choice but to go to Rome and end this war in the only way: to give freedom to every slave of Italy. I'd rather be a free man who, together with my brothers, will have a long journey and a difficult battle, than the richest inhabitant of Rome, fattened on food that he did not earn, living surrounded by slaves. We have come a long way together, experienced many battles and won many victories. Now, instead of sailing home, we have to fight again. Perhaps there is no peace in this world, neither for us, nor for anyone else, but I know one thing: as long as we are alive, we must be true to ourselves. I know that we are brothers and we are free.

You know what? I love the way I live. I'm tired of running away, and I won't give up without a fight.

Grandfather said that there is no better people in the world than those who are at the helm of the seaplanes. And all because their souls are washed both by the sky and the sea. Therefore, they are more courageous than sailors and they have more pride than ordinary pilots. ... And the most important thing in life for them is not money or women, but honor. ... I ask, shame on you! We hid behind the American Curtis and are happy. Your mothers will cry if they find out, not only are you overgrown with mud! Porco has returned to summon Curtis to defend the honor of the pilots of the Adriatic! And you are stuffed outside, and in your soul you have no clean corner. Do you even know what a fair fight is?

And yet not a difficult battle with oneself!

I had the opportunity to test myself in what I was procrastinating, but if you enter the battle, there is a chance of losing.

Fools during the battle are distracted by words, and warriors use it.

Resolutely wants to live brighter.

Good fight..

It is necessary to fight not for the sake of glory or fortune, but for the sake of self-improvement!

What matters is what you learned in battle.

I don’t know worse torment.