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Complete, First published Jul 23, 2018
This text is written based upon the 1917 mutinies of the French army during the First World War. Russia was falling in the east to German and Austro-Hungarian troops, and things didn't look good for Italy either. Britain had helped defending the small areas left in Belgium as well as most of France from the Germans. Now that they could pull back troops from the eastern front, the French soldiers feared more suicidal battles to prevent the soon to be superior Germans from taking Paris. Tired of American troops not arriving upon their war declaration, several minor mutinies during the spring built up a huge pressure on the French. Luckily for them, the Germans never got to know of these mutinies and therefore remained in their trenches. Had they known, Paris could've fallen. After three years of war when the soldiers had been promised no more than a few months of it, many were tired and stopped taking orders - and that's what this is all about, enjoy!
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