"That would be nice. A warm place, just soaking up the sun." I trailed off, letting a small silence linger in the air for a bit. "You think since everyone is so angry, that they'll fight harder to stay alive?" I looked up. "I mean, we're being forced to almost certain death. None of us want to die... The really pissed off soldiers will use all that anger when it's time to go." I thought for a moment, thinking it might not end up as bad as we think it will. I could also be very wrong.