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A gendarme snatched up his rifle from where it lay at his feet; Bruce saw him elbow his way towards the side of the truck to begin firing; he was working the slide to lever a round into the breech. 'Mwembe!' Bruce shouted the gendarme's name, but his voice could not penetrate the uproar. In two seconds the whole situation would dissolve into a pandemonium of tracer and bazooka fire. Hired to kill. Fighting to live. Captain Bruce Curry has a simple enough mission, or so he thinks: lead his mercen...Vis mer