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FOXS BITTER VICTORY
As usual, Fox was on his own. Now he was Commander of His Britannic Majestys Sloop, Minion. He had commanded before, but now he was a real captain. Short-handed and unseaworthy though his brig might be, Minion was his. His. And it was up to Fox to see that she did the work for which the gun-boat had been designed.
Fox had had enough good times in France to hold no grudge against the Frogs, but this was war. His target was the Petit Mallou, a shallow island connected to the mainland that dominated a tricky right-angled bend. Once past the Petit Mallou battery, French shipping would be at the mercy of the British. And an assault on the Petit Mallou would clear the way for the Minions return. If there was a return ...
Fox was a man who liked things to go his way. That they very often did not had never prevented him from trying. His eyes icy, his lips drawn back in the grimace that was his smile, Fox gave the order to move ahead.
FOX IS NOT THE NOBLE HERO OF TRADITIONAL FICTION. FOX IS A FIGHTING MAN WHO TRANSCENDS HEROISM HE DOESNT CARE HOW HE WINS AS LONG AS HE WINS. HES MEAN, CUNNING AND MOST VICIOUS WHEN TRAPPED. THERES NO WAY TO OUTFOX FOX!