For this shoot as Vlinder, the concept was 'Medics fight too!' Equipped with my favorite heavy sniper rifle, we went full hardcore mode straight inside an abandoned concrete structure.
To be honest, when we first finalized this plan, I wasn't entirely confident. Accustomed to wearing lightweight outfits, suddenly donning a full tactical vest, chest rig, knee pads, and an army-green short-sleeved top felt completely encasing. Not to mention, to capture that smoke-and-dust battlefield atmosphere, we deliberately chose an unfinished rough-cast building—an environment literally covered in broken bricks and thick dust.
While the photos might look effortlessly cool, the actual shoot felt remarkably like military bootcamp. Take that shot of kneeling on one knee while aiming the rifle: to project that impending tactical assault intensity, the imitation heavy sniper rifle carried genuine, formidable weight. Even though I'm a medic, the rifle-handling stance couldn't show any hesitation—cheek weld flush against the scope, wrists braced firmly. After holding it for just a few seconds, my arms began to tremble.
The ultimate limit-pushing challenge was undoubtedly that airborne flying kick freeze-frame. The ground that day was blanketed in sand and loose dirt, kicking up clouds of dust with every stomp. To capture that cinematic, movie-grade dynamic tension, photographer @谣葉yyy gave it everything, and we repeated the sequence of leaping, kicking, and landing on one hand countless times. Every landing demanded iron core stabilization; even with tactical knee pads under my camo pants, the repeated impacts left my knees aching. Yet seeing the flying dry leaves and kicked-up dust in the finished frame made the action-movie texture truly unforgettable.
Then there's the one-handed side plank support photo: it looks deceptively effortless, but the snug fit of the camo pants heavily restricted my range of motion. I had to rely on pure core and arm strength to suspend my entire body, while keeping a firm, steady grip on the long rifle in the other hand and maintaining a steely, sharp gaze. In that split second, I genuinely felt like a battle-hardened combat medic.
Of course, alongside the hardcore combat stances, we also captured touches of poignant contrast. Beside the abandoned railroad tracks, dappled sunlight filtered through the leaves, creating breathtaking interplay between light and shadow. Cradling a bouquet of small daisies in my hands felt like discovering a fleeting moment of serenity amidst the brutal ruins of war. A medic's primary calling remains saving lives—carrying weapons into battle while holding onto hope.
Every facet of this shoot, from costume and props to scene staging, was meticulously curated. The tactical pouches on my chest were filled with detailed medical and field supplies, while ammo crates, a walkie-talkie, and scattered spent shell casings on the ground reinforced the gritty realism of a battlefield ruin. Huge gratitude to our photographer for capturing our unique take on Vlinder so flawlessly. While shooting wasteland and tactical styles is immensely demanding physically, seeing these finished photos made every single effort deeply rewarding.