Based on actual events during the defense of Sevastopol.
A marine of the Black Sea Fleet fell gravely wounded on the
battlefield in the midst of an attack. A mine splinter had torn
open his chest, and death was no more than ten minutes away.
Nevertheless, he tried to get to his feet, and gathering his last
remaining strength managed to raise his body a little and take a
look about him. The fighting was moving away. The signalers and
sappers were hurrying forward in the wake of the last line of
advancing marines. He did not call out to them. But then he caught
sight of a man with a movie camera and called out to him. The
man hurried over, slapping his pockets to locate his first-aid packet.
The wounded marine waved his hand as if to say: never mind that.
Pyotr Pavlenko (first right) visits the wounded.
"Take a picture of me," he shouted. "I'll die without having
said anything. Take a picture of me!"
The photographer trained his camera on the dying man, who
raised his bleeding, trembling hand, and in a terrible, loud voice as
if he were calling his whole company, shouted into the lens:
"Men, don't spare yourselves! You've got to realize. . . Glasha,
don't cry for me! My little ones, remember. . ."
And only then did the photographer realize that the marine had
wanted a talking picture. He wanted to be heard. So let it be as
he wanted. His will is sacred.