I’d put a bullet in my brain before being captured by one of those animals.
We’ve known this lesson for a while, courtesy of Mr Kipling:
When you’re wounded and left on Afghanistan’s plains,
And the women come out to cut up what remains,
Jest roll to your rifle and blow out your brains
An’ go to your Gawd like a soldier.
Go, go, go like a soldier,
Go, go, go like a soldier,
Go, go, go like a soldier,
So-oldier of the Queen!
“I’d put a bullet in my brain before being captured by one of those animals.”
Yeah, but a Marine might not see it that way! The point should be to create an environment where capture is not possible!