The Iraqi rebels show me their latest victim: a German in a pool of blood

THe London Telegraph [U.K.] ^ | 11/04/2004 | By Lee Gordon

[archy]

The Iraqi rebels show me their latest victim: a German in a pool of blood

By Lee Gordon

(Filed: 11/04/2004)

A young Iraqi mujahideen fighter poses in triumph by the smouldering wreck, his face obscured by a red and white kaffiyeh scarf, his high-powered sniper's rifle ready for action.

It is only minutes since a white Japanese 4x4 vehicle was forced off the road and its two occupants, both German, killed in a firefight and their bodies dragged from the vehicle when it burst into flames.

Now, a mile away, I have been brought to the scene of their deaths by the heavily-armed mujahideen rebels who oppose the presence of coalition forces in Iraq but have allowed me to live alongside them for two days.

Yards away, the Tigris coils gently through the green countryside; on another day it might be an idyllic spot for a picnic. Under the blazing sun, however, the victims lie stretched out in a lay-by off the highway. Nearby, six Iraqis are digging their graves.

The identification badge in one victim's wallet shows that he was a 25-year-old German. One side of his face is caked in blood. His body is punctured by bullet holes.

An argument is raging between several young Iraqis and the mujahideen commander, a man in his forties with clear blue eyes who tells me he is a former Iraqi special forces officer.

When one teenager tries to strike a pose with his foot planted on the body, the commander issues a sharp rebuke. He tells them to pull a sheet over the corpse to conceal the fact that it is naked below the waist. He barks more orders before climbing back into his car, cursing the young hotheads.

I hear how the Germans came to die. They had been travelling last Wednesday in a six-vehicle convoy of white 4x4s which had crashed through a mujahideen checkpoint on a highway running between Baghdad and Jordan.

During the ensuing high-speed chase, gunfire erupted between the Iraqis and the convoy. When the Iraqis, using rocket-propelled grenades and small arms fire, hit the tyres of the last vehicle it swerved off the road and pulled up by a small building that was once a school. There would be no escape.

Only yesterday did I learn that German officials were still looking for two of their staff who had gone missing on the way from Amman, the Jordanian capital, to the German embassy in Baghdad. According to some German media reports, the men were anti-terrorist commandos, trained in hostage release.

Here in the lawless Sunni Triangle, the mujahideen had been on edge, waiting nervously for US marines to launch a powerful attack in the area in retaliation for the murder of four American security contractors in Fallujah, a hotbed of anti-American resistance west of the Iraqi capital. Even though I was British, and therefore deeply suspect, the mujahideen had agreed to let me live among them in a small town a few miles from Fallujah, giving me a rare insight into their way of life as they braced themselves for American reprisals.

For two days and nights during this intensely dangerous week in Iraq, I lived with the mujahideen in the town of Gharma. I ate with them and talked with them as US marines massed less than a mile away for what seemed to be an inevitable attack. Their fears were realised as the Americans began to pound Fallujah from helicopter gunships and poured troops into the city. Hospital officials claim that 500 Iraqi civilians died in that offensive while American forces estimate they lost 40 men.

A US suspension of hostilities on Friday was called off after 90 minutes. Yesterday, although gunfire rang out sporadically, a second truce lasted longer as Iraqi mediators were given the chance to enter the besieged city.

The mujahideen, many of them grandfathers, shopkeepers, young men and even boys, were at first deeply suspicious of me, a Briton in their midst. They had tailed my car in three battered Japanese saloons, each full of armed and masked men, gunbelts over their shoulders.

My car was stopped, and with my driver I was hooded and bundled into the back of a pick-up truck and taken to a small house. As I stood against a wall at gunpoint, for a moment the world went black. The interrogation began. Who was I? What was I doing in Gharma? Where was my satellite telephone?

They tried repeatedly to trick us into admitting to something we were not - to being spies. But that was hardly surprising. Britons are hated as deeply as Americans by these people.

I answered their battery of questions, about Kuwait, British soldiers in Basra, whether I had been to Israel, whether I was Jewish. My translator, a Palestinian, worked the crowd, persuading them that I was not a spy. Suddenly the ice seemed to crack. Smiles broke out and we were offered a bowl of water, a sign of acceptance.

What was life like among the mujahideen? To this stranger, they were polite, if suspicious; they gave me their food - sometimes from their plates. They laughed rudely at my awkwardness eating with my fingers, yet they hunted for a spoon. They joked at my discomfort squatting on the floor, but found a crate for me to sit on. And when, one night, a deadly attack was expected they insisted on providing an escort to the safer borders of their territory even though they needed every spare man for the battle.

Their only condition was that I reported their side of the story accurately, which I promised to do. So, with a vice-like shake of my hand, the commander agreed to take me under his wing. A promise is a bond, my translator warned. Then he cracked a limp joke about my name, the Chinese and Kung Fu, at which I laughed loudly.

When the commander explained the mujahideen's motivation to me, he said that they would fight the coalition, the Iraqi Governing Council - whose members they denounce as collaborators and placemen - and any of Saddam Hussein's supporters.

"They will be made to leave the country. We do not agree with what happened in Fallujah when the Americans were burned and hung. We will make them surrender or we will kill them. It is simple. But there are so many angry people," he said from his command centre, a one-room outhouse beside a simple bungalow.

The unpainted walls were decorated with two pictures of the black flag of the jihad. Two long, worn sofas lined the walls facing the door and by a small window a metal water jug balanced on a broken three-legged coffee table. "If the enemy surrender, we will secure them and take them out of the country," he added. "If they return they will be killed. We want them to leave Iraq.

"We do not hate the Americans and British, we hate the ideas they have brought here. We will now fight every person who tries to bring those ideas, including the Iraqi Governing Council.

"We do not want their capitalism, we do not want communism. We have our own ideas about how we want our country to be run in a Muslim way. We support the Shia leader Muqtada Sadr, not because of his ideas; they are not good or bad. We are supporting him with money, weapons and men because he is against the Americans."

The mujahideen controlled what little traffic went through the town, a traditional smugglers' haven. Lookouts sat at junctions on the main highway in inconspicuous, battered cars; four men on a couple of old motorcycles scouted, looking for the US forces.

There are half a dozen groups of fighters - each part of a tribe with its own loyalties and leader working under the command of the blue-eyed man. Most spoke proudly of serving the mujahideen.

A 12-year-old boy spoke of helping to launch missiles at US convoys. "It felt powerful standing next to the missiles," he said. "I know it killed Americans - thanks to Allah."

A couple of days later, the American attack was nearly upon them. Early on Friday, troops in Humvees moved cautiously through the streets of Fallujah, announcing by loudspeaker that Iraqis had until sunset to flee the coming onslaught. Thousands fled - grabbing what they could.

The highway out of Fallujah was filled with fleeing families. The elderly, children and pregnant women clung to ancient cars and battered lorries, piled high with belongings. Refugees wandered along, dazed and caked in dust.

This was the last road out. The myriad of lanes and tracks into Fallujah had been slowly cut, one by one, until, by Friday, the US forces had a stranglehold on the city of 250,000 people. The presence of crack airborne troops indicated fighting was about to erupt on its south-west side.

Inside the besieged city, where my driver and I spent two days in a makeshift hospital, the streets were alive with men and boys directing traffic.

At a main junction on the city's outskirts, a man whose face was masked by a kaffiyeh scarf warned us that a sniper had set up a firing zone. Cars and pedestrians crossing the four-lane road risked being picked off. Fifty yards away, a battered Volkswagen had slammed into the kerb - its driver slumped forward over the wheel. He had been shot less than 20 minutes earlier.

Outside the city buses, lorries, ambulances and cars travelled in both directions, seeking to evacuate as many as possible from the city.

At 6pm, my driver and I pulled off the main road in our battered Toyota and spotted a heavily pregnant woman, her husband and mother struggling with baggage. The 19-year-old woman had been walking since 8am. Dehydrated and exhausted, she weaved slowly behind her husband and, when we offered a lift, almost fell into the car.

Their house had been burned almost to the ground after being struck by a mortar bomb. A nearby mosque had also been hit, causing dozens of casualties, said the woman's 32-year-old husband.

Another man, Ali Hussein, a former army officer, said his family had left behind all their possessions. His brother and his brother's family were missing. He would return to Fallujah to join the mujahideen after leaving his family in Baghdad.

Everywhere, we heard the same story. Desperate families, terrified of what was to come, abandoning their homes. Some hoped to reach Baghdad; others hoped to stay with families in nearby villages - now blocked by advancing troops.

Farther down the road, a convoy of ambulances picked its way through the refugees only to run into checkpoints near the Baghdad suburb of Abu Ghraib, where fighting between guerrillas and troops last week had left scores of casualties. Under Saddam, Abu Ghraib was notorious for its brutal prison, where thousands of political prisoners were tortured to death.

Outside the town, US troops had placed checkpoints. Less than 200 yards farther on, the position was reversed. Men with scarves wrapped across their faces, carrying AK47 rifles and rocket-propelled grenade launchers, stood by the road, directing traffic and watching for US scouts.

While many still fled the coming battle, cars and buses that in the morning had ferried women, children and the elderly out of Fallujah now headed in the opposite direction, laden with men, some carrying weapons.

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[swarthyguy]

The media savviness of the latest ShiaSunni campaign against the US is astute and is creating the best publicity for the irakis who oppose the US.

US needs an unambiguous victory ASAP.

[null and void]

They raped him.

Alive or dead?

[McGavin999]

I had to double check the author of this to make sure it wasn't written by Fisk.

[MEG33]

It is a "cultural" thing...?

[Dog Gone]

It's really hard for me to understand their motivation.

Sure, it's understandable that no citizen want an occupying foreign force in the country. But unless these people were Saddam's henchmen, how could they not appreciate the fact that those foreign forces removed a despicable dicatator who killed countless countrymen?

Is there somehow a suspicion that the US plans to run the place permanently? At most, we'd like a couple of bases where we can place a quick-reaction force if there is trouble in the region. We'd like nothing more than for Iraq to govern itself and for it to become an example of arab democracy.

Why would any Iraqi oppose that?

[archy]

The media savviness of the latest ShiaSunni campaign against the US is astute and is creating the best publicity for the irakis who oppose the US.

US needs an unambiguous victory ASAP.

That's coming. While they've handed us a few dozen fatalities, reports from those who've left Fallujah indicate between 600 and 800 of their combatants dead in the local hospital. The town is critically short on food and medicine, and we are not in such a hurry for a clearcut victory that we need to be walking into any ambushes.

It's coming.

[null and void]

It is a "cultural" thing...?

Then I feel some slight degree of sympathy with Hans Yost: "When I hear the word 'culture', I release the safety catch of my Browning".

[MEG33]

Could you not hear my sarcasm....?

[EGPWS]

"We do not hate the Americans and British, we hate the ideas they have brought here. We will now fight every person who tries to bring those ideas, including the Iraqi Governing Council.

Caught in their own rhetoric.

Perhaps the 95% of the Iraqi people feel differently.

I know that the American public didn't accept the ideals of terrorist thugs when they acted out that same opinion on 9/11.

All in all, simply stated, they are saying "if you are not a terrorist then you will die"!

[Sender]

They don't want to return to days of Saddam and having their relatives tortured to death in Abu Ghraib prison, and they don't want any Western capitalist ideas or democracy either.

They only want a peaceful Islamic state, where all can live equally, terrified and enslaved, women in Hefty bags and armed men with towels over their angry faces. How lovely for them.

[Husker24]

We do not want their capitalism, we do not want communism. We have our own ideas about how we want our country to be run in a Muslim way. We support the Shia leader Muqtada Sadr, not because of his ideas; they are not good or bad. We are supporting him with money, weapons and men because he is against the Americans."

Did anyone bother to explain to these people that in a Democracy they can choose what kind of system they want. The only thing were trying to impose is the very right to choose the things they were talking about in the beginning of this paragraph.

[oldleft]

I agree. Any comparison to Vietnam is foolish. In Vietnam you had a national army, supported by two super powers launching attacks from a sovereign state that we couldn't attack. These terrorists in Iraq have no where to go, limited (if any) supplies, no real reinforcements and no peace from the constant noise of battle.

Will they like us when we're done? I didn't think that winning strategic goals was the same as winning a popularity contest.

[Sir Gawain]

Posted the other day.

[MEG33]

Many haven't seen it,articles get lost and unnoticed.

[Probus]

"they would fight the coalition, the Iraqi Governing Council - whose members they denounce as collaborators and placemen - and any of Saddam Hussein's supporters." Who wouldn't they fight, I wonder?

[Husker24]

I think some of them have the idea that if you chop off a guys wang, when he gets to heaven he wont have it to use on his virgins or something.

[fightu4it]

As the liberal media in this country increases it's attack on our President there will be a corresponding increase in the attacks on our troops in Iraq.

The time to make those responsible aware of the consequences of their actions is now, before any more troops are attacked.

[archy]

Thanks,Archy.They aren't fighters,they are just murderous thugs.

My condolences to the German families.

Not all are murderous thugs, though there's certainly no shortage of such. But there are innocent casualties as well, and there will be more.

We've moved up a third Marine battalion, and there are more surprises in store for those still in Fallujah. Nasty ones.

Sun Apr 11, 4:09 PM ET

Wounded two year old Iraqi boy Ali Abdullah is carried by his father to a clinic after he was hurt by an overnight blast that destroyed their neighbor's home in the besieged town of Falluja, April 11, 2004. Civilians fled Falluja when a truce halted a week of fierce fighting between U.S. forces and Sunni Muslim guerrillas in which more than 600 Iraqis had been killed.

(Akram Saleh/Reuters)

[Lijahsbubbe]

We do not want their capitalism, we do not want communism. We have our own ideas about how we want our country to be run in a Muslim way. We support the Shia leader Muqtada Sadr, not because of his ideas; they are not good or bad. We are supporting him with money, weapons and men because he is against the Americans."

When you have the manhood to liberate yourselves, than you can choose. You owe us, tough.

[archy]

Posted the other day.

Neat trick:

By Lee Gordon
(Filed: 11/04/2004)