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Justin Lombard is an ex agent. He loves to wheel and deal in the undercover arms market. A 3-5 billion dollar arms business is spread all over the world which benefits are reaped mostly by the US manufacturers and the military generals and legislators of Asian countries. Weapons are unlawfully sold to insurgents, gangsters, and the like with the purpose of instigating rivalry between people. When the countries are torn by militancy and war-like situations, they are compelled to purchase a chunk of weapons and weapons of mass destruction from the US government.
Access to deadly weapons and improved war capabilities allow territorial armies to fight battles. They make assaults on life and properties of their rivals. Often, sectarian violence and conflicts flare up in the region owing to the cultural and economic differences of people whereas the countries are already plagued with rampant corruption and pathetic governance. The new civil wars may break out and could result in massive bloodbaths-the wars are no doubt killing thousands of innocent citizens every year!
Historically, people have lived for money and power at the cost of peace and harmony. The heightened context is being utilized in an unfair manner by the governments and capitalists of the western world. On the other hand, the life and evolution of people in Asian countries have deteriorated badly.
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Chapter 5:
A village located in the boondocks of the southwestern province:
'Begum, I'm gonna call on Arif a little...!' says the man.
As the sun comes up, women of the family put on the tea and meals for the family. Alongside the stove's fire, they are cooking breakfast to perfection and are mostly peaceful. A couple of young and unmarried ladies also comprise the family and are doing their share of work-they mop up the hallway, give feed to livestock and watch over family's infants also. The kids of the family are occupied with indoor games. Young girls play rope-skipping but boys are playing marbles and a male kid is swinging back and forth on a play-horse.
Some sort of ruckus comes about on the nearby highway-the military convoy is fast heading for the village. The shepherds on mounds fear an attack. On impulse, they run to alert the villagers.
'Malik (village chiefs, ranked below Sarder), Malik ... hey, oy!'
'Trucks, pillagers, are moving in on-they are at hand, moving fast!' 'Hurry, run, run away!'
'Take ladies and children to the basement! Better run away from the village!' says the chieftain.
Soon, sounds of intermittent gunshots are heard which later becomes loud and continuous. The aggressive army is advancing further inside. They open fire at villagers using light- and medium- weight machine guns mounted on their vehicles. The indiscriminate firing which is accompanied by shelling on the walls of houses kills a number of helpless villagers in cold blood.
Later, the soldiers foray into the houses and steal goods. They capture few villagers who are now hopeless of their rescue. The cruel soldiers whack villagers using their boots and butts of their rifles so they disclose locations of women who were hiding by now. The bums ransack places and forcibly pick adolescent girls and good-looking women amidst their cries and screams. But, aged women and kids are shot dead since owing to fright and panic-they were impeding acts of despoliation.
Army officers have pitched tents and hold women against their will. They desire to torture women for pleasure. Inside a camp, Col Mirwej is having his scotch on the rocks. Two cute and comely girls held under his captivity have their hands and legs tied.
Mirwej get a load of two girls. 'Do you know why I have preferred you over others? You girls are truly the youngest and prettiest!'
The military is indoctrinated with tales of great marauders-they are taught killing enemies, invading their properties, and abducting women. They torment women for fun.