November, 1914
Austro-Hungarian troops invaded Serbia, starting World War I, having had Arch Duke Franz Ferdinand assassinated a few months prior by the Serbian nationalist, Gavrilo Princip.
At this point, the Austro-Hungarian troops made it to the Kolubara River in Western Serbia, the invading troops are met with heavy resistance by the Serbian forces.
The elite Serbian Iron Regiment, a one of many valiantly defending their homeland from the foreign invaders, are taking their stand and are refusing to allow the Austria Hungarian troops to take anymore land.
The regiment's infantry and assault bomber squad of shock troops hold the line, not allowing an inch to be given.
Their commander is tough as nails, battle hardened, and fierce fighter, resisting and biting hard against the Austro-Hungarian invaders.
This commander, is Milunka Savić, a woman who fights side by side with men, even dressing in a man's uniform, took her brother's identity to fight in his place, and to prove that women aren't as fragile as they appear.
Milunka has proven again and again that her bravery, determination, and courage are unmatched, taking on entire attacks on her own.
Her expertise in grenades makes her a match for any man who she serves with and fights against, and is both feared and respected by her comrades.
The Serbs are outnumbered and overwhelmed, their pleas for reinforcements and support are unable to be met until the next day, so, Milunka Savić took matters into her own hands.
Milunka grabbed her rifle and loaded up on grenades, despite having a heart of gold and having no will to kill, she knows she must do this.
A few of her comrades, Leon and Emil, tried to persuade her not to go, but their pleas fall on deaf ears.
Emil: Ma'am, please, we can't allow you to make this charge, it's suicidal!
Leon: Ma'am, we can wait for support to get here, just a little longer!
Milunka: ENOUGH!
Milunka turned to them, her eyes burning with determination.
Milunka: the support we need won't get here until tomorrow, it's now or never!
Milunka climbed up the latter and immediately sprinted into action, dodging bullets that streaked across No Man's Land, moving out of the way of the artillery fire, she was nearly untouchable.
Armed with a rifle and three bandoliers of grenades, she sprints past machine gun fire, dodging and weaving through the endless onslaught of bullets.
Milunka jumps over trenches, dropping in grenades as she does, exploding behind her, she drops down and sides through part of the field covered in barbed wire, dodging bullets and throwing grenades the whole time.
Milunka spotted an artillery shell heading straight for her, but she rolled and dodged a bullet, she took aim with her rifle, and fired.
The artillery shell and the bullet collided, the resulting explosion blinded the enemy, to which, Milunka used to her advantage.
Milunka ran through the smoke and dropped into the trench while kicking a troop in the face, she then hit another troop with the butt of her rifle and aimed at him.
A soldier came from behind and got her into a chokehold, she head butted him, her hat falling off in the process, causing her pitch black locks to cascade down her back.
Milunka heard footsteps and spun around just in time to see an enemy soldier be shot in the head, she looked to her right and saw her comrades charging the trenches with a war cry.
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