At any rate, we soon pan around the tent to reveal any number of soldiers suffering from some very nasty battlefield wounds. We also see a Russian Orthodox priest scurrying about to administer the last rites (or whatever their Russian Orthodox equivalent might be, because we'll be discussing my lack of Christian sacramental knowledge later in the recap). Finally we end up staring at the face of a badly wounded Russian soldier, whose left eye has been burned and oh-so-symbolically blackened. Get it? It's difficult to determine whether this is in fact Pvt. Funboy, because the blood and burnt skin covers most of his face, and also because the camera swoops back all dramatically so we can see that he's missing his left arm (get it again?) and also both legs. I had intended to use the rest of this paragraph to tell an amusing anecdote about a marginally famous homeless guy in Pittsburgh who hangs out near my office, because the dude is missing his right arm and left leg, and no one who's ever seen him can figure out what kind of accident would cause injuries like that. And then I realize that there really isn't anything amusing about that story, and decided not to bother.