Second story. The first chapter might be a little short,sorry.

I saw many people write about futuristic soldiers or cops stuck in kfp world, but I decided that I am going to do a WW1 soldier. It is my first story in which i want to make emotional and action, so please review and tell me how i can make the story better.

17 October 1915 Belgrade German an Austro-Hungarian forces bombed and attacked the capital of Serbia. The Serbs outnumbered and outgunned had their last stand in front of pub "Jasenica", and a small flower shop, from where the soldiers took flowers and put them on their coats and guns as they prepared for one last charge into a certain death

"I'm going to die." These thoughts are running through my head " God help me. I will do my best for you my love." As i look around I see my comrades take flowers from the flower shop and put them on their uniforms, like me they are scared all of them either too young or too old for this.

" We cant retreat. They wont let us retreat." I hear some of them whisper among themselves. We all know whats coming, the bombing stopped, I take one of the flowers from the display and look at the picture of my wife and child. "Get in formation!" i heard someone shout outside the shop...Its time. I quickly take my spot in the formation and see our major Dragutin Gavrilovic, he looks at us for a few seconds and then says:

"Soldiers, exactly at three o'clock, the enemy is to be crushed by your fierce charge, destroyed by your grenades and bayonets. The honor of Belgrade, our capital, must not be stained. Soldiers! Heroes! The supreme command has erased our regiment from its records. Our regiment has been sacrificed for the honor of Belgrade and the Fatherland. Therefore, you no longer need to worry about your lives: they no longer exist. So, forward to glory! For the King and the Fatherland! Long live the King, Long live Belgrade!"

We start running shooting not knowing if we hit our targets and praying that we survive.

As the charge begins the majors words continue to haunt me, but now my charge and determination is fueled by hatred towards the enemy. I been at Cer and saw the crimes they committed against the innocent civilians, children even. Someone got hit beside me I can hear the scream and as wrong as it sounds i think "Thank god its not me." . Even though i know that in the end my luck will run out and one of them will get me on his sight i will pay the ultimate price for our freedom and for my family spill my blood.

*Bang*

That is all i heard before a warm liquid stats going down my arm and body, my legs failed me as i drop to my knees to see only carnage, on the streets that were once filled with happiness, is now covered with bodies. They were too young to die like that, i take out their picture to look upon my family one last time "I'm sorry.".

There is a flash to which my eyes open wide. I'm alive I start looking around carefully, only to see it my village, my home and my wife and daughter. "Was it a bad dream. It looked so real." I say to myself, before i could continue my daughter ran towards me "Daddy!" she yelled "Look what me and Misko made you." pointing at the doll which was chewed on by our dog and he was very reluctant to give it away. "Look how smart you are, you have to be the best toy maker in the world." i said "Listen sweetie i need to speak to your mother for a moment." with that she ran off with Misko.

As i walked towards my wife, but before i could say anything she turned and screamed "You said we would be safe! You left us to die! You promised me you will keep us safe!" with that she disappeared an there was fire all around, all the houses were on fire there were scream and gunshots.

In the middle of the chaos there was a voice of an old man that spoke to me " This similar tragedy is going to happen again. Only you can help me prevent it" i was still in shock "If you help me stop this from happening ever again, I will let you join your family in the afterlife."

It only took me a few seconds to answer, because nobody deserves to live through that, "What do you want me to do?". "Obey my orders and we will stop this." the mysterious voice replied, suddenly there was great pain like someone was burning me.

As quick as it came the pain disappeared and i woke up only to hear the voice say "Welcome to China Milan. Do not question how i know your name, because it would be a waste of time.", I wasn't really surprised. He basically brought me back from the dead, "Why China?" I asked him "This is the location where the tragedy will be repeated. You have all the weapons and clothes that were on you in the moment of your death, please use them wisely."

He didn't lie my rifle was there together with my families sabre, I have to be smart with bullets and only use them in dire situations. My only problem is that i have no idea where I am " Where am I precisely?" I asked the voice annoyed "Continue west and you will be able to see a small village that you need to protect from him. Good luck, you will need it." after that he stopped plying to my questions "Who is he?! "Answer me, dam you!" i kept on shouting into the air. Realizing that it was pointless, I decided to follow his instructions.

After what felt like forever, I could finally see the village in the distance. "Daddy is will be back home soon." I whispered with tears falling on the photo "I promise.".

I apologize for the short chapter, but i promise you the next chapter will be longer. I will see you in the next chapter tomorrow.