Bright as the sun at noon gleamed the monocle in the eye of strapping six-foot General Rudolfo Graziani, commander-in-chief of the Italian forces in Somaliland, last week. At last things were coming his way.
The reserves for which he had been frantically wiring ever since the Ethiopian War started were finally sent him month ago. His immediate superior was no longer the goat-bearded Fascist Politician Marshal de Bono, but a personal friend and fellow regular, stocky Marshal Pietro Badoglio. Best of all, he had just won the first definite complete victory of...
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