I was a soldier: Reaper 死神：私は兵士でした

"Hey honey, wake up," said a female voice with a soft German accent. I peeled my eyes open to see a young female face just about the same age as me. She had long blond-silver hair with blue-grey eyes.

She wore full black standard issue American armour and was armed with an M16 with a bayonet and a holographic scope. Her secondary was a python revolver.

Her name is Erika Umitsi, It isn't a very German sounding name but her father was Japanese and met mother was German, her father died when she was young so her mother took her to America. Soon her mom contracted terminal cancer and died leaving Erika orphaned.

Luckily she's not alone anymore. She's my girlfriend.

I groggily attempted to move but no muscle wanted to budge. I wasn't the best when it came from waking up because no matter how I tried it was impossible to move. So I always had to be pushed off the bed. Erika seemed to remember this with the sight of realisation on her face. She raised her hand slowly. I was oblivious to what she was doing until it hit me. Literally. With a swift movement of her hand she promptly assaulted my already wrecked face with her hand! Leaving a red throbbing handprint on my cheek.

"Hey!" I yelled with tears developing in my eyes. "What did you do that for?!"

"IF YOU DONT GET THIS SORRY ASS OUT OF THIS APC WERE ALL GONNA HAVE OUR ASSES HANDED TO US!"she yelled with a devil like fury "I KNOW I SHOULDN'T BE SAYING THIS CAUSE YOUR A HIGHER RANK BUT YOUR OUR SUPERIOR! ACT LIKE IT!"

"Okay! Okay! I'm up!" I cried as I instantaneously shot up.

I huddled the squad of soldiers I was  in charge of like a rugby team doing a hustle.

"You guys still remember the mission?" I said.

"Yup," A soldier said "Kill the general then bugger off,"

"It shouldn't be to hard we've done it millions of time before,"  I said. "Let's go so we can get out of this hellhole,"

They nodded and we headed to the enemy camps perimeter in a prone position and scouting out enemy defenses, troops and our target. It was a pretty basic. Only some tents and sandbags covered in barbed wire.

"I can't see our guy," Erika whispered looking through a pair of binoculars "Just a small amount of on site guards and only a few MG emplacements and guard towers. Luckily no any armed vehicles which makes tie job easier,"

"Wait look over there," I pointed to the direction of a tent larger than the others. "Bet that's were the general is,"

I did a hand signal indicating to move up. We crawled silently through the undergrowth avoiding any searchlights or patrolling guards. Once we reached the wall I ordered to set some non explosive demolition charges to breach the barbed wire sandbags without getting any attention.

We moved silently into the camp sticking to the walls and shadows.

"Alright men keep quiet kill only if necessary," I whispered. They all nodded.

I cocked my Silenced AA12 striker shotgun. I hugged the walls checking any corners for guards.

Alright guys spread into teams we might get there faster if we keep a low profile. I picked the three grunts into a separate team leaving only me Erika and someone else.

"Follow me,"

We cautiously ran to our target accompanied by the squishing noise of us stepping on the wet mud.

"Sir," Erika pointed to some guards outside a tent smoking some cigars.

"Fire,"

We lit up the guards I shot several rounds from the striker and a guard Swiss cheesing him. Suddenly someone jumped Erika attempting to stab her, using her quick reactions, she managed to stop the knife just inches away from her face. She forcefully punched the guard on the nose causing him to stumble back using the opportunity she grabbed his hand and impaled him with his own knife. The guard lied there motionless.

Suddenly I had something come up on my comms.

"Sir! They already knewthat we were here!" Said the soldier accompanied by gunfire.

"Keep 'em pinned! Damnit!" I heard another soldier said.

"Oh shit he's here.  Sir you got to get outta-" The poor man didn't get to finish his sentence due to a stray bullet.

Fuck.

"I ain't getting here without killing the target," I thought.

"Alright everyone move up were finishing this mission kill anyone that attacks you," I ordered.

We hurried to our target location killing anyone who dare stood in our way. After what felt like hours we made it through the camps HQ tent. We lost a man on the way due to the intensity of the enemy defenses.

"Erika throw a grenade at that MG emplacement!" I said while firing short controlled bursts from my shotgun. It killed anyone who got to close in one shot sending them hurtled my through the air.

"Area clear," Erika said.

We sprinted to the door I placed a C4 charge and we both got ready to breach. Soon the door was nothing more than splinters.

"Защита генерала !"I heard someone say.

Time for me seemed to slow down and the guards didn't stand a chance to my shotgun because it was designed for use with in confined spaces.

Our target looked like a nervous wreck, he was a man in his 50's he wore a olive green uniform which was covered in medals, he ran behind a polished cedar desk opened a drawer and cocked a magnum revolver. Before he could fire I shot his hand blowing it clean off. He stumbled back in pain without a second thought we opened fire on the once feared general who slumped onto his own pool of blood.

"This is tombstone we neutralised the target requesting evac over," I said.

"Roger tombstone," said a male voice "We got a Black Hawk heading your way for pick up sit tight,"

We stepped outside.

"We did it!" I heard Erika yell on top of her lungs punching the air "We're gonna be rich,"

"Erika," she paused her mini-celebration "I got a little surprise when we get back home,"

She blushed.

"Thanks,"

Something didn't feel right it was quiet too quiet. I scanned the surrounding area. Until I saw a shadowy figure. His reactions were quick he aimed and pointer a Draquanov at Erika and fired.

"Erika look out!" I yelled in a futile attemptin to push Erika.

But I was too late.

The bullet ripped through her abdomen blood and bits of flesh and bone splurged out from the wound.

I gazed at the unrecognisable corpse of my loved one. Her blood was everywhere.

"Have you finally found a reason to fight?" Said the shadowy figure "Buddy,"

He drew a knife and charged at me. I braced for the invietable. Then everything seem to fade away.

"Don't be afraid my child," said a female voice with a British accent speaking in old English "You need not worry anymore,"

I shot up from my bed breathing a sweating heavily.

"Why the hell now?" I muttered "Why the hell ever?"

Millions of emotions and memories were flooding my brain.

"WHY THE FUCK IS THIS HAPPENING TO ME!" I yelled at the top of my lungs. It looked like I woke up the entire hospital because the nurse stumbled in to see what's happened.