Once you jump out of the plane, every paratrooper is equal. No matter who you are, your gender, race, religion, rank, a general or a private, the nature will treat you same. We are all dragged by the same gravity, ride on the same air, and hit on the same earth. Most importantly, we are all surrounded by tons of enemies. That’s what paratroopers about. We are bound to be surrounded. That’d be a struggle. But life is a struggle. You keep going forth, keep fighting, or you fall. There’s no “being average and live easily” BS. Even an average man live hard, because he’s surrounded. Go forth, paratroopers, until the end.