True. It does indeed take a special kind of guts to go to war in plain sight of EVERY Bad Guy out there, trusting gizmos made by the lowest bidder (even though the gizmos *met* specs)...Of course, our training also taught us how to dine if we were shot down and captured. For example, if you manage to kill a rat during your incarceration, you never eat all of the meat. You set some aside and allow it to rot. Then, you can farm the resulting maggots and have protein for a few more days.
During war, every decent meal a pilot eats may be his last for years.