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... tory, and now he felt it wasn’t worthwhile to send the Foreign Legion into the jungle to fight to the death.

His calculations were different from Colonel Kongde’s!

Colonel Kongde’s mission was to create momentum for France to intervene in Sangha Town, where only victory mattered.

Otherwise, if France sent 200 Foreign Legion soldiers to follow P·B’s orders and the media got ahold of it, the bigwigs in the French military might as well hang themselves.

According to ...

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