Janissaries of the XX century
ATTENTION!!!
Reading this post can lead you to a state of emotional shock !!!
It will be about tragic events that happened back in 87 in the African state of Mozambique !!!
Janissaries of the twentieth century
Somewhere on the outskirts, shots loudly sounded in the predawn silence. This didn't really bother anyone. And not strange! The town gradually woke up from a dream. Some were already busy with the housework, the housewives prepared a simple breakfast - corn porridge and tea. Less than an hour was left before sunrise. It was Saturday. The day was expected fine.
But the shots were approaching, long automatic bursts were heard, explosions of grenades. And then the town flashed: bandits! The women screamed at once, the children fell into tears. Frightened people rushed in different directions. About their simple belongings no one dared to think in these disturbing moments. One and all knew that they needed to save their own lives. They fled from all legs to the outskirts. There are dense thickets of shrubs. Unaware that the village was taken in the ring. However, some were lucky to slip. The rest, making sure that the paths to salvation were blocked, returned, in a hurry, looking for at least some shelter.
And the streets were already running people in camouflage and red neckerchiefs. New machine gun bursts flew in all directions. They knocked out the doors and simply poured lead from every doorway to the corner of the shack. Overwhelmed with horror, the mothers covered their children and, stitched with bullets, fell, dying. They were not finished off. No time. Others will do it.
Meanwhile, half a hundred people appeared on the streets. Without automatic weapons. Instead, they held axes half a meter wide in the palm of their hand, katana knives, heavy pestles. The instruments of death again and again fell on the heads of innocent women, children, and the elderly. In the hospital they finish off seriously ill patients. Right in the beds. In the maternity ward - babies that a few hours later appeared in this world. The executioners with red, blind eyes know their job well - to kill, kill, kill!
At noon, the bandits leave the settlement. It is deserted except for the dead. Saturday July 18, 1987. People's Republic of Mozambique, Inhambane Province, Omoine Village. The population of ten thousand people. After a bloody feast, 424 corpses were found. Among which 156 women, 44 children. Missing 298. Dozens of seriously injured. Every house is in mourning. Some families are completely carved.
Omoine’s tragic event spread all over the country, the whole world. The long-suffering land of Mozambique has not known such a bloody slaughter for a long time.
Who are these people, or rather nonhumans, who staged a brutal massacre of civilians? These fratricides were spawned by Portuguese colonialism, and brought up by the racist regime of Pretoria. The people call them Matsanga, officially armed bandits, they themselves call themselves Renamo fighters (Portuguese abbreviation, which means "Mozambique National Resistance").
So to whom does Renamo fight back? The hatchets from Renamo, as their foreign patrons declare from Lisbon, set themselves the task of "freeing" the Mozambican people from Frelimo, the party "Front of Liberation of Mozambique." The party that in 1962 led the struggle for the liberation of the country from the colonial oppression of Portugal. The party that led the people to victory, and after Mozambique gained independence in 1975, announced the course towards building a society of social justice - socialism.
Apparently, Renamo’s “program” carries in itself only murder, the destruction of his own people. And this, in turn, is in the hands of the Republic of South Africa, by whose means, frightened by the expansion of the liberation movement, there are gangs. The complicity of Pretoria In the bloody atrocities of the Renamites there is unquestioning, and has a lot of evidence.
But let's get back to the tragedy in Omoin, where the thugs entered through the cordon of South Africa. The detachment that committed the massacre was led by the so-called Comandante Trovoada, known for his cruelty even among his subordinates., Which for the smallest misconduct awaits inevitable punishment. He himself is a native of the north of Mozambique. And in connection with this, one cannot but mention one eloquent fact. In Omoin, blood-drunk murderers who spoke the N'Dau language, widely spoken in the north of the country, threatened to slaughter all the inhabitants of Inyambane, the southern province of Mozambique.
Probably it is beneficial for someone to foment tribal enmity in order to prevent the process of consolidation of the people into a single nation. In other words, there is a long-proven divide-and-conquer tactic.
After the July events in Omoin, a similar tragedy repeated in August in Manzhakaz (Gaza). The bandits, who were armed not only with assault rifles, but also with 60- and 82-mm mortars and bazookas, burst into a defenseless village at dawn. Eighty civilians died at their hands. Many were captured. In a local hospital with twenty-eight children, only two survived. The bandits left behind many anti-personnel mines. In addition, everywhere was scattered