Fort Saganne Page #5

He doesn't give a sh*t about you!

He never has.

You know

why he took you along?

Orders from Paris! To get you

away from the De Saint-Ilette girl.

Everyone knows but you!

Sir!

Sir!

Hurry!

They've found tracks!

They're not Nemas.

They're Berabers.

They're bringing back prisoners.

They attacked a village

of Ouled Cheikh.

Attack them, sir.

They have booty, and women!

If you go near them,

they'll shoot.

They have water.

We don't.

- Ever seen combat?

- No.

Me neither.

Fire!

Fire!

Fire!

We got them!

We got them!

Embarek,

go check on Messaoud.

I think they killed him.

Sound assembly.

We can't go on.

They walked a long way.

Their country is far away.

Down that way,

there's a river and animals.

There are tall trees,

but no palm trees.

I've never been that way.

With them along,

you'll never catch up to Amajar.

Sir! Sir!

Sir, we saw some carabineers

and their captain.

Halt!

Lieutenant Saganne.

Captain Baculard, District 3,

North Sudan!

You're a godsend, Captain.

I was after the Nemas,

but I came across some Berabers.

I was wondering what I'd do

with those women and children.

- I assume you know where you are.

- I honestly can't say for sure.

You are in French West Africa...

on my territory!

Those people are mine.

I've been after them for days.

The booty's yours, then.

That includes

the camels and riffles...

and those people

who need to go home.

I don't give a sh*t

about those n*ggers.

- I'm afraid I'm on a mission.

- Are you kidding me?

You won't enter my district!

Only I have the authority

to negotiate with the Nemas.

Again, I'm asking you

to take those people home.

I have no orders to receive

from a little sh*t like you!

Shut the f*** up

and get the hell out of here!

Then I'll take them home.

Lieutenant Geindroz.

We're going to the Senegal River!

You a**hole!

Moving forward!

Turn around, Saganne!

This is an order!

Stop or I'll open fire.

Halt!

Let me go, sir.

Ready, aim!

You want to open fire? Do it yourself

and shoot a French officer.

Moving forward!

Hit me, Captain.

Hit me!

Moving forward!

"You wouldn't believe it,

little brother!

I can barely believe it myself.

What a trek...

from the Mediterranean

all the way to Senegal...

a whole continent!

The children are now

in an orphanage run by nuns.

Will they ever see

their families again?

And who will take

those abused women back?

No father, no husband will.

One man refused to leave us.

He's grown attached

to my second lieutenant...

a new recruit for France."

If you want them to leave him alone,

just tell them he's yours.

Have I shocked you?

You have.

Stop torturing yourself, Geindroz.

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