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What do you do? Plotnikov asked a rebel sitting on a bed beside his assault rifle.
Terrorism, to kill non-believers. This is what I do, he replied. Allah gave me fuel, a bunker, a lot of brothers. I eat and think a lot. I think how to kill them. I make a plan how to kill more non-believers, when to kill them Something is coming concrete to you for the sake of Allah.
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So this is how we live, Plotnikov said after turning the camera on himself. We are not suffering, we are not in need. We need only Allahs help and he does not leave us, his servants. We have food, we have someone to make that food and there are other brothers who perform their duties and this will be rewarded.
And therefore non-believers you will never see what you would like to see. We have food. Allah is with us, we have our guardian, Allah, but you do not have one. We will kill you, he said.
[ A band of like minded (antisocial-misfit-layabout) guys in their early 20’s living in a fort in the forest. Like a mutual righteous gratification camp. Stocked with food and guns to play with. You can see the attraction. ]
Needs to be on a BILLBOARD.