Out of the corners of their eyes, the men are watching the tall South African, who is now standing one step in front of them.
Sergeant Zharkof looks hard at the tall man, and his jaws work convulsively. He knew this blonde soldier and had seen him fight many times before. While in danger, he would act with unmatched bravery and a cool head. He had seen him in battle like this before.
For this reason, the big Russian feels like taking out his revolver and forcing Teuns Stegmann back into the line, as Zhakof is as sure as he is alive that this has to be a set. It is a typical scheme of the Dulacs to try and conquer this fort without any opposition and, in the process, to take the life of a brave Legion man.
But there is movement again as another man steps to the front, and this time it is
