Deadly Strike on Trainees Near the Front Prompts Call for Investigation

It's a terrible thing that happened in Dhilal today. A terrible thing.

A terrible thing. Martyrs and wounded.

The field hospital is, I mean, full.

And I've just come back from Sanah. She couldn't even feel.

People are just dust. Everyone's looking for their daughters.

What's the reason? The reason is they took other people's children to a place just meters from the front line.

They gathered other people's children and trained them and put them through rehearsals.

And the aircraft fly over us every day. As for me, I'm sitting here in Sanah.

Every day, I hear their cries. What about those people at the front?

Those drunkards. Those fools. Those animals.

Those who trade in people's lives. I say this even if I went too far with these words.

But the reality made me come out and curse and damn those filthy leaders.

For God's sake, you gather people's children with the enemy in front of you and aircraft overhead.

Where's your mind? Where's your mind, you animal, you bastard, you despicable wretch?

Who brought them here? Who brought them?

Who let them? I mean, the local authority leadership, or someone from Saudi, or...

Who brought this man from Ibb? To open camps here, right on the front line at Dhilal, and recruit people's sons for him, and gather them there until they were bombed today.

Who brought them? And who gave them permission?

And who… who… This is supposed to— I mean, they should open an investigation.

I swear, it's infuriating. Infuriating. The ambulances are still rushing past me.

How can we not grieve for people's sons?

This is blood. Blood, you animals. You… you… you shameless cowards.

I mean, for God's sake, is this how a force is supposed to go?

I mean, you don't consider the lives of the individuals.

You only care about the money. Where are you, Saudi?

The day we trained a force, we gave them— This is your goal.

May God curse you if this is your goal.