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blouse--it was the same as that worn by the murderers of his wife and his people,
by the despoilers of his home and his happiness.
It was a wild beast whose teeth fastened upon the shoulder of the Hun--it was a
wild beast whose talons sought that fat neck. And then the boys of the Second
Rhodesian Regiment saw that which will live forever in their memories. They saw
the giant ape-man pick the heavy German from the ground and shake him as a
terrier might shake a rat--as Sabor, the lioness, sometimes shakes her prey. They
saw the eyes of the Hun bulge in horror as he vainly struck with his futile hands
against the massive chest and head of his assailant. They saw Tarzan suddenly
spin the man about and placing a knee in the middle of his back and an arm
about his neck bend his shoulders slowly backward. The German's knees gave
and he sank upon them, but still that irresistible force bent him further and
further. He screamed in agony for a moment-then something snapped and Tarzan
cast him aside, a limp and lifeless thing.
The Rhodesians started forward, a cheer upon their lips-a cheer that never was
uttered--a cheer that froze in their throats, for at that moment Tarzan placed a
foot upon the carcass of his kill and, raising his face to the heavens, gave voice to
the weird and terrifying victory cry of the bull ape.
Underlieutenant von Goss was dead.
Without a backward glance at the awe-struck soldiers Tarzan leaped the trench
and was gone.
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