Very ‘guid’ for a short story. This is not a novella, btw, despite what the author or publisher say. it is far too short for that. It’s even short for a short story. Nevertheless, it’s one of their better minuscule stories, because it focuses on one of the imponderables of human existence, the nature of war and what it does to a person, especially one unaccustomed to killing/new to war.
How does a human being differentiate morality in war from morality in peacetime? what is a human being supposed to feel about the morality of killing in war-time? Why is it ok to kill if one calls it war? Where does one draw the line between killing another human out of duty vs. killing for fun? What if an otherwise “good soldier” enjoys killing? (Or if not pleasure, then rage or whatever other emotion it may involve?) What are his fellow soldiers supposed to think?
Is the difference the part of the brain that decides to take the shot? Primitive limbic brain vs. more highly evolved rational brain?
Add to this nightmare scenario the discovery that a soldier is only 14 years old. How did he even pass? He was shorter than most, and childlike in his comments. Did no one even think to question or verify his age? I admit that this is a modern outlook; in past wars, 16-year-old boys were considered men. But 14? Can we judge a boy as harshly as a man? Perhaps this is a situation better decided by child psychologists. But that would never happen. At what age is a child considered responsible for knowing right from wrong?
Aren’t all soldiers supposed to be held to the same standard, especially in wartime? All armies held to the same standards? (E.g., Geneva Convention)
I think this is a question that will remain unanswerable as long as human beings are put in the impossible situation of killing fellow humans.