Details of a Rescue Operation

Here.

We began the second plan, which was to create a window or an opening

in this corridor

to enter and search,

to enter and search.

You must choose a small team

to search the places,

enclosed spaces and zero areas.

The hole was no more than half a meter, 50 centimeters. I mean,

before going down into the hole and putting on the device that isolates you from the place,

we could smell the gases.

It was that strong.

Of course, inside,

I mean, we encountered the first, the first martyr in the corridor.

The first martyr was not His Eminence Sayyid.

I found the first martyr and began searching in

the adjacent room. The adjacent room here, I mean,

was a large hall.

So I was using the flashlight that shone on them.

I saw two people.

There, as I told you, to be honest, the situation wasn't...

So I was praying to God Almighty, hoping that, God willing, it wouldn't be, Lord, it wouldn't be

His Eminence Sayyid, Lord, it wouldn't be His Eminence Sayyid, as I was walking.

As I got closer to this person lying down, I was praying that

God willing, it would be someone else, judging by his hair and thick beard.

And the clean-shaven mustache he had

indicated that this was His Eminence Sayyid, so as I was getting closer to

those two people, my fears kept growing.

I mean, he wasn't

recognizable to the public. He was wearing

civilian clothes and was heading toward the rooms

designated for ablution.

I mean, approximately close to the door

through which one can exit this hall. And since the time was

close to prayer, there were about five minutes left until prayer.

And he wasn't wearing his rings. These were signs of

the presumed preparation, I mean. But

by implication, with this answer, he was composed,

calm, with his eyes closed.

No, there were no injuries to his face, body,

or any of his limbs.

I began the rescue operation by performing CPR.

I performed chest compressions, repeatedly.

And I kept looking at His Eminence Sayyid's eyes

while they were closed. I watched for any moment he might open them.

Your thoughts become scattered. You don't know what to say or what to do.

I touched his face. I held his beard.

the blessed one on his hand. I mean, the finger he used to threaten the enemies.

I held it to draw this strength from it. These moments, which…

will no longer

happen again.

My colleague who was with me had a problem with his system

and was martyred beside His Eminence Sayyid. During my conversation

with him, he lost consciousness, meaning

he fell to the ground, and I had to try to save him because

afterward,

I tried as much as I could, but it was impossible

because the place was completely contaminated.

My colleague was martyred as a result of inhaling the gases that were

present at the site. This incident happened,

and the brother was martyred, of course. I mean, when I came out, I came out alone.

We went in as two, and I came out alone.

I came out and informed

my superior and the person in charge, I mean, His Eminence Sayyid's

personal aides, that I had seen this and that inside.

The goal was to hurry to my friend, as I said, because there were

surveillance planes

present in great numbers, and in a place above

the pit, I mean above the pit, because it was

Do you think there wasn't even a one percent chance the Sayyid was alive? There was.

There would have been direct targeting without

any consideration for the presence of paramedics and the other people there.

Therefore, we were very careful to keep

the body covered with more than

one shroud and in body bags,

to prevent any possible incident

through which

the Sayyid's body might be exposed.

If

the Master of Martyrs attained martyrdom,

he attained it in defense of Gaza,

he attained it in defense of Palestine,

he attained it in defense of the cause,

he attained it in defense of our first and final compass,

the Master of Martyrs attained it.

Congratulations have turned to condolences. The martyrdom of Hezbollah's Secretary-General,

Sayyid Hassan Nasrallah.