All roads lead to the end… – From the top of the stage – ✍️ Yasser Al-Fadni
After targeting the Air Eagles with a barrage of powerful strikes on the Nyala airport, after neutralizing the bridges of the Jabal Awliya reservoir and after monitoring all the roads coming from the Libyan border by the joint forces, it remains clear that the breast that produced the spoiled milk has stopped producing and the genja is in a major dilemma and farce. They drank it with intelligence, planning and planning by the armed forces.
The most painful blow to the Jinja was the holocaust in which they fell into its flames, just as insects fall when they see their light. Without a doubt, it was a masterstroke that I expected, after their burning in Umm al-. Qura, that they would carry out a new attack the day after their defeat… as usual… But they did not do so, and this judicious reading of the progress of the fighting on the military field indicates that the blow was was for them really painful and extremely painful.
Recently, they liquidated some of their forces on the island, especially their collaborators, to encourage them to accompany them and ride on machines and motorcycles to fight and defend a civilian. Most of them refused, but those who did refused. just leave with them waiting for a suitable opportunity (to undress)! Anyone who refuses and persists is shot dead by the military police, whose activity has increased after successive defeats.
After the militias herded them into a ring of traps, besieged them, and cut off their supplies, their fighting became only a method of self-defense, and to gather what remained of their forces and carry out an attack, their method was (very shy)!! The problem is easily solved by the Greens, most of whom want to escape for themselves, to escape from this circle which becomes narrower and narrower for them every day that presents itself to them.
All attempts made by their political wing, represented by progress, failed to catch up and preserve the milk that was largely spilled, and some of them began to jump off the boat into a deep sea and restless, wanting to survive, and some of them keep drumming for them, and some of them rant and wish each other false hopes, just like Juha had wished before. His coffers were filled with bottles of ghee that he wanted to sell, and he slept and dreamed that he was doing it. would become rich until he hit the ghee bottles with his stick and asked what was in them. Ghee!! He collected the greasy spots which became shapes on the ground
They say: All roads lead to Rome… And I say: In Sudan, all roads lead to the disappearance of the militias, because time has turned and bared its fangs towards the Ganges. They're not even what they were yesterday. those who were with them and surrendered to the armed forces and joined their ranks in battle became a thorn that stuck in their throats. Every day he appears in the media threatening them, and his brother Azzam is close. battle axes, sometimes wandering around Gedaref.
From my rostrum, I look… and I see that the armed forces, with the strength and determination of their leaders and the bravery of their glorious personnel, achieve a new victory every day and overcome the errors of the militia, and the militia every day. This day highlights one of the characteristics of the joy of the downcast man. So we await the joyful celebration of the great victory, and perhaps with a discerning eye it appears that it is very near.
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