APPROVED

BY THE

of the Foreign Legion

A CHARLTON PUBLICATION

CAPTAIN GALLANT Volume i. Number 4

r ublisbed bimonthly by Cbmi-lton Comics <irout>. Executive of flees and office

Conn. Copyright 1966 by Charlton Oomica Group. Ai Fago, Executive Editor

at pubheaUoc

September, 196*

Chariton Btulding, Derby,

(Printed in U.S.A.)

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f»B RENEG-ADE AEABS IN THE HILLS WERE
RUNNING- WILD AGAIN — THIS TIME WITH
/MODERN RIFLES AND PLENTV OF AMMUNITION."
CAPTAIN GALLANT AND HIS LEGIONNAIRES'
TRIED EVERYTHING TO TRAP THEVH BUT IT
TOOK THE LEGION MASCOT, CUFF*, AND
He FRIEND FUZZV To STOP THE SMALL
WAR . . .

of the Foreign Legion

ICECREAM? VES.SIR--X
LOVE IT.' BUT WHY OOWL
GIVE IT TO ME ? I DON 1 T
THINK CAPTAIN GALLANT
WOULD WANT ME
TO TAKE IT

don't be silly,
cuffv.' x'm an
old friend of
he captain's.'
hece , You'll

LOVE IT.'

COME OM, 1 DON'T GET INI
CUFFV I ON MS ACCOUNT ,

I'VE BEEN yk CUFFV ! WE'LL
LOOKING V HAVE A MICE
FOR YOU.' \ CHAT SOME
THE CAPTAIN I OTHER TIME.'
WILL SKIN Mssr
ME ALIVE <!»
IF I'M LATE
FOE THAT
PATBOL.'

CAPTAIN GALLANT

CAPTAIN GALLANT

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Foreign Legion PATS

CAPTAIN
GALLANT
WAS EN-
JOVIWG A
PERIOD OF
COWPAEITIVE
PEACE. ..IN
FACT, HE

WW

HAVING-

LUNCH

WITH
CHIEF
IBM FASAM

WHEN
JCSEPHINE'S

APPETITE

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TO

SET
DIFFICULT,,,

CAPTAIN GALLANT
IA*1 PEOPLE WANT
PEAC E .' IT IS,
AGEEEO THEN! 2

CAPTAIN GALLANT

IS. THIS LEGIOSJMAIEE
HOSPITALITY ? GET
THl"SAWIMAL AWAY '

CAPTAIN GALLANT

By no-*/, we

SHALL H«£
OVPTUPED All.
THE lEGIONUAlBES

OUTHE

Outpost.'

i just sot word of it ,
fltzev .' saddle voui5
Camel --I'll postpone
wour court /hactial

TILL \ue GET BACK'

CAPTAIN GALLANT

JTOSEPHIUE'S.
A SMA.ET
OA/HEL, SIE.'
IT HUPTSs HER
FEELIklE, WHEN
SHE HEA.ES VOU
TALK LIKE?
THAT '

THE
LEC3IOMWAIEES
SETTLED

covww foe
the might .'
ukjawa.ee

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AMBUSH

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OFF THE FRUIT.
OF AWOTHEE

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CAPTAIN CALLANT

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SE ■ SUADOWS THEY CAME - • THE DAWGERCUS HOEDE .' AMD rr WAS DOO« TO
5TUWATBS WHO FACED TH6W IUSIDE THE ANCIENT VWAUED CITY OP,...

g ' scxmscBaanfis -cs®m

WE WECE FOR-
TUNATE TO ESCAPE
WITH ODE LIVES,'

AY.' THEEE
HAVE SEEM

OTHEES WHO
»I/E MOT

COME BACK,

CAPTAIN GALLANT

HOUBS LATER , INSIDE THE HEADOUAETERS OF
THE CC*U*AMDA.WT OF THE FOREIGN LEGIOM.-

CAPTAIN GALLANT

A<I£AWUJH((_E foM THE FAR D6SECT FROWT, CAPTKh:
GAUAklT HA.S HIS. yA,WDS FULL AGAIWST STUBBOKKi
RSMEGAPES .. ,

CAPTAIN GALLANT

CAPTAIN GALLANT

BUT OPTAIU GALIAWT AMD HI'S LEGlONklAJRES FKSHTIklG TH61R. IAJAV (W.SID6 , THE BPAv/C SOLDtEf-

UOUJ REACH THE OTV..

OF- FOETUWE FACE'S..

G^UWFlRE, CAPTAlW ' J IMRLTEATE IMTO THE
COiWIM&iFRoM / <ZOVB , M£t^ '

jsgia QUICKLY " "

CAPTAIN GALLANT

F IT'S WHAT I THIklK IT
IS . WE'LL KJEk/ER.
DO IT .'

-

"Elimination by Appointment"

— .

The small toy store was located on a side
street off the Main Avenue of the City. There
were a few items in the window and a sign
bearing the legend: "Wholesale Only." Now
and then a person would stop and took into
the window merely out of sheer curiousity.
This time a well dressed man opened the door
and entered. If was difficult to tell his age.
His sktn was white and lineless. He might have
been in either his early thirties or forties. Off-
hand you would be ready to comment that he
must have led a life of ease. You could not
spot the sugerbly trained athletic body that
could spring into action in the fraction of a
second. The man walked to the end of the
store. A middle-aged clerk was dusting imagi-
nary dust from a glass shelf.

"I am interested in toy typewriters," re-
marked the entrant, "especially the kind that
writes upside down, sixty words per second."

There was no betrayal by any facial move-
ment of the clerk, that was being said sounded
like sheer .nonsense. Instead he replied.

"You'H have to see Mr. Jackson, our import
manager. We have not received our shipment
of that item as yet." The clerk then pressed a
signal button. The man walked, without hes-
itation, to a door which opened. ' Behind a
desk was a thin man reading a book.

"Agent V?" he asked in a tone that told he
knew the answer would be in the affirmative.

"Ready for action, sir/' was the reply.

An entire section of the back wall moved
aside and the two men entered a large room.
The wall closed behind them. There were ap-
proximately thirty people in that room, ali busy
reading a variety reports. For this was the
secret headquarters of our United Intelligence
DivisionI

"You will have to move quickly," said the
thtn man who was none other than Colonel
Geoffrey Phelps. "There is a plot to kill Pres-
ident Juan Ramos. As you well know, Martin
Novez, the ex- President of that South American
republic, has been living in this city. With him

was his trusted friend and companion. Gen-
eral Rudolfo Valesquez. General Valesquez
died last night in City Hospital from five bullet
wounds. As far as we can figure out, he was
involved in a plot to overthrow the government
of President Ramos. He thought he wofrtd be
doing his friend, the ex- President, a favor.
But at the last moment, he discovered it was
really a Communist plan to kill the President
and put the blame on the United States. A
trained killer from Moscow was ordered to do
the job. Your orders are to prevent that killer
from doing his assigned task. And if possible to
expose it for what if really is — a Red plot to
gain power in South America."

"What identity shall I assume?" asked
Agent V.

"You will become Arthur W. Beal, head of
Beal Oil Industries and part owner of Trans-
Latino Airways. Here are your credentials and
passport. Upon your arrival you will contact
General Domingo Petrez. A plane bound for
South America is being held up pending your
arrival at the airfield. The hostess, an attractive
brunette is one of our operatives. Good luck to
you, Agent V."

The passengers in the plane were all ir-
ritated at the delay.

"There is absolutely no excuse for keeping us
here so long," scolded a middle-aged man
"We should have been air-borne two hours
ago. We will be late arriving at Cudad Sabina
I have important business there."

"We will arrive on schedule," explained the
hostess. "We shall travel at top speed. Our
normal cruising range is only half of our top
speed."

"He must be a very important man to keep
us all waiting," said a pretty blond slim young
lady.

"He is Mr. Arthur W. Beal, head of Seal Oil
Industries and part owner of this airways. I
guess that makes him my boss. Miss Sheppard."

"I hbpe he sits next to me," replied the

young lady. "I need a man with influence. My
magazine has sent me to South America to do
a story about President Juan Ramos and his
policy of social reform. Someone with pull could
make it easier for me."

"As it so happens, he has the seat next to
you and I guess that's a lucky break for you,"
replied the' hostess. "To tell you the truth, I
wouldn't mind changing positions with you right
now."

A speeding car drove across the airfield and
stopped next to the plane. Mr. Arthur W. Beal
jumped out of his car. The chaffeur followed
with a brief case and two small valises.

"Good flying weather, Mr. Beet!," remarked
the chauffeur as he deposited the valises and
brief case in the safe keeping of the hostess.

"About time he got here," snapped the
middle-aged man. "I bet they would never hold
the plane for me."

Mr. Arthur W. Seal sat down in his seat to
catch his breath. He closed his eyes as the
plane taxied down the field and started to gain
altitude- About ha!f-an-hour later, the hostess
came over and introduced the pretty young
lady seated next to him.

"I asked for this introduction," said Helen
Sheppard. "And, I must confess, there is a
mercenary reason behind it. If I get a good
story and swell pictures of the president, there
is a fat bonus for me. So I am honest in my
motives."

"1 think that can be arranged," replied
Arthur Beal. "When we get to Ciudad Sabina,
stop at the Hotel Metropol. All big shots, to
use a bit of American slang, stay at the hotel.
I'll arrange introductions for you."

The plane arrived at its destination on
schedule. The pilot had pushed ft to its utmost
speed. The last to leave the plane was Arthur
W. Beal who listened to the hostess.

"I couldn't spot anyone suspicious, unless it
was that middle-aged man who calls himself
Frederick Baxton. He's wearing a shoulder hol-
ster. I had a code message sent by our nav-
igator so that Mr. Baxton is being tailed
continuously. Any orders. Agent V?"

"Return to home base on this plane. You
haye finished your specific assignment."

President Juan Ramos wasn't a bit pleased
to hear the news Agent V brought him. But
neither was he disturbed.

"This will be the fifteenth attempt to as-
sassinate me," he commented. "I am very
grateful to you, Mr. Beal, and to the Govern-
ment of the United States for wanting to

protect me. Whet precautions have you taken,
to insure my safety, General Petrez?"

There was definitely a worried look upon
the face of the head of the armed forces' of

the nation.

"We are tripping your bodyguard Sir. In
addition you will wear the bulletproof vest. It
may be warm and uncomfortable but it will
protect you."

"Why can't one of your inventors figure
out an air-conditioned bulletproof vest?" grin-
ned President Ramos.

For the next three days, Arthur W. Beal did a.
lot of sightseeing in the city. His pretty com-
pan ; on was always the same girl, Helen Shep-
pard. She was always taking various pictures.

"I sell them in the free lance market," she
explained. "And _ pick up some extra cash
that way."

"Tomorrow evening there is a presidential
banquet. And I have an invitation for you, if
you'll sit next to me," he told her.

"Thanks a million," she smiled bock. "And
'the condition is accepted."

"I may have a big story for you if things
b'eak right. A certain man is being watched
day and night by the secret police in this city,"
he added.

The banquet had been in progress two hours.
The photographers were now taking pictures.
Helen Sheppard rose, taking with her, the big
press camera at her side. She stood in front of
the President then it happened! Arthur W. Beal
made one quick dash, and threw the camera out
of her hand.

"Is the Americano crazy?" asked one of the
guests.

The girl was quickly seized by members of
the bodyguard and taken to another room.
Arthur Bea( opened the camera and took out
a machine gun pistol/ which he examined
carefully.

"Loaded wth explosive bullets-," was all
he said.

Later, after the girl confessed that she was
a special secret agent sent on this mission of
assassination. President Juan Ramos asked
but one question.

"What made you suspicious at the last
moment?"

"In your poorly lit room, and with all the .
haze of smoke, she was going to take a picture
of you-- without a flashlight!"

"Now I know why they call you Agent V,"
replied the President, "V for Victory, the Victory
of Democracy over Red Tyranny."

THl^ND

CAPTAIN GALLANT

of the Foreign Legion

after AToooM emr-w aii no

THE NORTHBRM POOTMUJS .

THE LBS lOWUAtKES «MWr
RX FUN AMD RBAXAfUSN !
THEY FOUND BOTH >W THE
NSWLV OPENED FLAME
CLUB .' IT SEEMED MW3ST10
ORDSB TOR LBSONAIHSS
WITH LITTLE MONEY AWO
BUS APPETITES.' BUT tT
TOOK CAPTAIN GALLANT TO
LEARKJ WHY H« MCN WERE
SO WELL.TRBATEP

DANCING DANGER

-fUg CaUeRIULAS HAP BEEN DRiyEW INTO THE; HILLS
AND CAPTAIN (SALLANT NOTICED THAT THE MEW ■
WGK& TAKING IT EASY AWp UNUSUALLY HAPPY -

SOOP MOENMNG,
SI^.'WEALL WAP
A (SCODTlMe AT
THE FLAMft CLUB
LAST NIGHT .'

WE <SET SPECIAL PRICES ON
EVERYTHING ! REAL CHEAP .'
AND THE f^AAN\'SELLE WHO
DANCES THERE., OVJN5 THE
PLACE-'SWE'S VAJONDERFUL,

CAPTAIN GALLANT

THE INCIDENT WAS SEEN BW WSTTe' SHE
INTERCEDED BUT—

THEY MEANT NO HARW\, \ I'LL DECIpE THAT
N^SIEUR.! AND WHAT LAPV i I'VE SOT

THEY "SAY WON'T BE ^m TO <SO
REPEATED

CAPTAIN GALLANT L£D T^E "SMALL PATROL-
RNOING TRACES OP THE SUERiulAS BUT
NOTHING ELSE UNTIL-

TAKE COVER, MENJ /
REiNAE W8ER , WE
VJAMT PRISONERS -
DON'T LET'&A
<SETT ANWAY •

CAPTAIN GALLANT

CAPTAIN GALLANT

AFTER YVETTB FINISHED

THE DANCE —

THE HANDSOME CAPTAIN
AGAIN .'MAY! JOIN
_^ YOU, SIR. ^ ^

\ of course, miss
/ dubois .' ow my
lastnishtin
town, it is a — ^
pleasure : )

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THE LEGIONNAIRES WERE REABY FOE THEIR
OESBBT RIDE, EARLY THE NEKT MORNING ,'

YOU'RE MAKING THIS
PATROL WITW US,
CUFFY.' SET IN THE
SAP OLE >

CAPTAIN GALLANT

WHAT IS IT, SIR?
WHY DIDVOE
COME OUT HERE
OK A US6LSSS

"TRIP?

THE WOE BACK WAS MACS IN HALF THE TIME

THAT'S EASILY PIXED.CUPFY
DROP 9 ACK AND DON'T STOP
ANY BULLBTS '

THE TUNNEL--
BUILT AS A
SECRET ES-
CAPE-LED
INTO THE
CELLARS OP
THE PORT .'
THE CAPTAIN
ANO HIS MEW
POUND THH
CELLAR
EMPTY AMP
TUE HAPPY
GUERILLAS
IN THE
YARD .'

CAPTAIN GALLANT

SO YOU KNEW, 1 MAYBE NOT— BUT

IT WILL DO yOU / THE PLACE VOU RUM
NO GOOD .' J. WILL BE OUT OF
SUSIMESS--

TWE TRAPPED
RAIDERS
POUSHT
DESPERATE -
LV .' EfUT
THEY WERE
PEWWED IM
BY TOUiSH
LEGIONNAIRES
ON BOTH ■
SIDES OP
THE WALL .'

VOL1 TRAPPED U<,~ BUT VOU
WILL PAY VV1TV1 VOUR-

I AM; 'ARAB .'X
WAS EDUCATED
IN FRANCE -'X
AM MARRIED
TO ARABIAN
CHIEP-'XSO
TO PRISON,
WO "?

. NO .' YOU'LL, BE SENT TO

YOUR TRIBE-' VJG HAVE
I EVERYTHING UNDER.COM-
' TROL HERE, THANKS

YOU LETTING
TMENkSO,SIRT
l-SW'T THAT
DANGEROUS?"

CAPTAIN GALLANT

Six 'MEN AND A desert of no-peturn that faced them, each with a hope and a dream, but no

WAV TO WIN IT. YET TMEPE HAD TO BE AN ESCAPE FWOM

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PAU-aOREOEBETU?

HE IS Cl?A2V AMI
WEARS LOST--LGSTIN
THIS DESERT'

PATIENCE. LErGAlSE !
PERHAPS HE WILL
GET US BACK SAFELY *

HAH I PERHAPS THE SUM W 1HE LIEUTENANT IS
Will TURN INTO AN OCEAN 1 CAPA&LE,PESSlMtST !
OF COOL, REFRESHING J? VJE AWE NOT TOO FAR

ATER < FAIRY TAV.ES APE \ PROW THE FORT. I CAN
SENSE THIS !

CAPTAIN GALLANT

CAPTAIN GALLANT

WE MUST NOW PECiDE V LEGAPE
WHO ISTOBE LEADER J SHOULD
--ANDHOWWECAN ^ SE LEADER!

find oue w/w ^ me kjnows

TO THE. FORT » ,-^( "'"HE PE5EBT

^O ONCE W0R6 THE LOST RBTfiOt.
BE5AN THEIR Al«%TH.-ANPflSOVc rfflS
TM£ HOT SUN.

CAPTAIN GALLANT

CAPTAIN GALLANT

CAPTAIN GALLANT

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FAR ANP WIPE THRGUG HALlOF/^FR
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yCSj I FOR5ET THINGS SOMETHING )
AWFUL / COULD VOU <SIVE ME S

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«£7he military engagement that is remembered
above all others in the proud tradition op the
french foreign legion. occurred at calderone
memcot where oulm sixtv le&ionnaires, besieged
bv a whole mexjcan armv , refused to surrender .'

WJ7

^[?HIS IS THE INSCRIPTION
ON THE MONUMENT AT
CALDERONE 1 ...

I ice „ "^EH
UFe ' R WHE RTHWlJ
COUR6, Ge

ABANDONED THE

FREKCH SOLDIERS
THE »t» WR n i , 8M •

^HEBE IS A
STANDI NG-
ORDER IN THE
FRENCH FOREGN
LEGION THAT
COULD BEOPEE-
ATIVE ONW IM A
MltlTABV ORSAW-
IZATION UJHERE
THE MEN HAVE
GREAT FEELING
FOR OKIE AN-
OTHER.' THAT
ORDER READS:
ME1THER
MJQUNDED NOR
DEAD MUST
EVER BE LEFT
IN ENEVW
HANDS.' THEV
MUST BE RE-
TAKEN DESPITE
THE COST OF
THE COUNTER-
ATTACK.'