Quotes About Combat

There's a black Mercedes rollin' through the combat zone Your servants are half dead; you're down to the bone Tell me, tall man, where would you like to be overthrown Maybe down in Jerusalem or Argentina? Angelina

LRRPs." He pronounced it as Lurps.

The FedEx truck backed into the driveway with an irritating beeping. The team was ready, combat gear on, locked, and loaded.

Were you actually in the shit?" "Yeah." "You tell people, civilians, what you saw?" Mac asked. "They wouldn't understand.

Then we went into the A Shau. That was fucked.

I'll just tell you," Mattis said, "the country I would most be willing to fight would be one whose entire officer corps had never heard a shot fired at them. War is so different from training that a shock wave will go through them. I've got—probably 80 percent of my officers have been shot at in one form or another. But I'd prefer not to put them through another war.

Danzo y brinco en la batalla como un enorme juguete; amago con espadín y disparo el pistolete.

From ancient to modern times, the human animal knows how to find fighting.

I do not believe our gentleman Boy Scout should obsess about combat. I do think he ought to be concerned about combat readiness. A man, however hard he works for peace, must always be ready for war.

Hollywood, especially, has tended to portray the warrior as a dysfunctional individual.

A true gentleman, a chivalrous man, is just a bit more savage than most people imagine. a man who is not roused to combat evil is no gentleman.

Understanding the disposition of your enemy is one of the most necessary elements in conquering him. – Adara Nidal

Speed, surprise, and overwhelming violence of action.

My hunger, my thirst, my loneliness and boredom and fear were all weapons aimed at my enemy, the world. They didn't matter a whit to the world, of course, and they tormented me, but I got a gruesome satisfaction from my sufferings.

My hunger, my thirst, my loneliness and boredom and fear were all weapons aimed at my enemy, the world.

I'm fighting here, with everything I've got. Fight for me, too.

I must face them. I must fight them. But they are stupid. How can one fight with stupidity?

Moroccan traffic isn't like normal traffic. It's armed combat, a war of wills, in which only the very bravest have a chance to survive.

My new knight mistress is famed for wielding sharp edges: Sword, Knife and Tongue!

It's always better to attack than to defend, Coram had told her when they talked about fencing late at night. Always. Ye don't win with defense--ye only hold the other feller off, or wear him down. Attack and have done with it!

He was overconfident", she told him. "And I won so the gods must have thought I was right. Otherwise they'd have made me lose. You know how trial by combat works." "You won because you were good" he corrected her. "I find it hard to believe the gods sit forever about the Divine Realms betting on jousts and trials by combat.

If we pick a fight, then we're just as bad as them. Combat should be used just to help people who can't defend themselves, period. Well, if I don't fight back and they pound on me, then I'm one of the people I should be defending.

If you have to hit--hit low.

His eagerness to hate had brought Leopardo a certain reputation among swordsmen, and four cruel scars on his smooth body.