Red had a deep loathing of the night before them. He had been through so much combat, had felt so many kinds of terror, and had seen so many men kill… - Norman Mailer

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Red had a deep loathing of the night before them. He had been through so much combat, had felt so many kinds of terror, and had seen so many men killed that he no longer had any illusions about the inviolability of his own flesh. He knew he could be killed; it was something he had accepted long ago, and he had grown a shell about that knowledge so that he rarely thought of anything further ahead than the next few minutes…