Battlefield Bad Company Quotes

Sour ground,” said Crepusculus. It was an apt descriptor, often used of places that had seen bad deaths and hasty burials; you got sour ground surrounding abandoned gallows, and patches of it all over battlefields.

After the battle the hotel was put out of bounds, for serving drinks in forbidden hours. Indeed, A.P.M.’s have no souls. It reopened later, and continued to flourish until the German attack of April 1918, when the enemy shelling became too insistent. The hotel has not been badly hit, and, if it be rebuilt, I beseech all those who visit the battlefields of Arras to lunch at the Hôtel de Commerce—in gratitude. It is in the main street just by the station.

That’s your fault since they are your troops, so fix your shit and get it done yesterday!” “I get it, sir, but gosh! You guys are kind of mean,” the lieutenant persisted. “You need to get over that. No one is being mean since if you all die, I die. I don’t want to die, so I’m going to do something about it right now. That means creating a harsh environment within which a force learns to operate. If you want to be the baddest motherfucker on the battlefield, you have a high bar to reach. You aren’t always going to have a soft bed and a congenial enemy.