LOVE AND WAR one as deadly as the other-made up the lives of these women. For in the mountain camp of the Algerian terrorists, men and women lived in total intimacy, their raw passions sparking undying loves and death-dealing hatreds amid the flame and fury of civil war.

Some women fought like jungle cats for their men-and others turned to strange dangerous relationships with each other. But all of them were ready for anything, from savage combat to diabolical torture, no quarter asked and none given. Here is the shocking story of these fighting femmes fatales-the female Legion of the Damned-the GUERRILLA GIRLS

“NO MAN CROSSES ME … AND LIVES!”
The gigantic figure of Juanez, her army shirt stretched tight over her powerful arms and breasts, strode into the firelight.

“Get up, Yacoub!” she cried. “I have something to settle with you-now. You want Aurine — but I tell you she’s mine! You’ve been sniffing around her too long, Yacoub-get up and I’ll slice your guts out!”

The man stumbled to his feet, unbelieving. In a flash Juanez was on him, her knife rising and falling, shouting above his screams-“No man takes my woman away from me!”

All the perversion and brutality of the most vicious, prolonged struggle of recent years explode in this stirring story of the Algerian rebellion.