“You’re here to serve us, woman, so bring me some coffee!” Without knowing what would happen to him the following day, the higher-ranking soldier yelled at a young woman 
Everything was proceeding as usual in the military camp: inspections, brief talks between tents, and morning roll calls. No one protested or stood out; the soldiers obeyed orders. Until the usual silence was abruptly broken by a harsh voice.
The young lieutenant looked at the new recruit and exclaimed, “Bring me coffee, woman!” “You are here to serve us!”
Everybody froze.
The young lady, who had just arrived the day before, folded her arms in a composed manner and answered:
“Like you, I am a soldier. I’m not here to make coffee; I’m here to defend my nation.
“How dare you disagree with a superior?” He stepped closer and yelled.
Numerous eyes swiveled in their direction. Nobody stepped in because everyone was curious to watch how this audacious act of defiance would turn out. She wasn’t scared, though. With a steady look and no sign of panic, she stood motionless, composed, and firm.
The fact that a regular soldier, a woman, dared to challenge a feared lieutenant who had devoted his entire life to the army astounded everyone.
Everyone eagerly anticipated the penalty she would receive for her impudence, but what transpired next left everyone stunned 
People were talking about her all day. She possessed “nerves of steel,” according to some, while others muttered that she was “too bold.” The lieutenant was the only one who appeared eager to move on from the tragedy, but destiny had other ideas.
Their unit came under intense fire two weeks later. The air was ripped apart by explosions, the ground trembled, and the sound of artillery blended with the cries of the injured.
The lieutenant collapsed into the mud after being struck in the leg. Unaware of him, the other soldiers moved to seek shelter.
The young woman he had yelled at was the only one to run back. She continued while shrapnel blasted all around her and bullets flew over her head. Despite the pain and terror, she hauled him to safety after crawling to him and grabbing him beneath his arms.
The lieutenant later regained consciousness in the hospital. An IV drip, a white ceiling, and pain throughout his body. The same young woman, weary and covered in bandages, was standing next to him.
After a long period of silence, he eventually muttered:
“I have always had faith in my men. I believed that guys were strong and protective. and women just served as coffee bearers.
He swiveled around, met her gaze directly, and uttered:
However, you were the only person that stayed with me. We are all weaker than you. A real soldier. A true hero.
She didn’t respond. She simply nodded and spoke softly:
“I just did what everyone in this uniform ought to do.”
For the first time that day, he realized what it meant to serve rather than merely command.
