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2001-10-31 14:40:41 (UTC)

Afghans cheer as US jets hit Taliban

I put this in just to say about time the reporters
start reporting the other side of the Afghan people. Folks
not everyone in Afghan is against America and the same goes
for the other middle east countries. In fact a large
amount of the people over there are with us. To read the
entire article you can go here

THE Kukcha estuary was a picture of bucolic charm late
yesterday afternoon. The water swirled and eddied over
stony shoals, catching the soft autumn light. On the bank
tiny, unshod boys rode bareback on spirited ponies.

The ferrymen, who run a service with half a dozen small
rafts made from the inner tubes of lorries tied to wooden
frames, were chatting lazily.

Suddenly the peace was shattered as a sharp-eyed youth
shouted and pointed at the sky. To the east a tiny gun-
metal object was moving rapidly below the high cirrus

As we watched, the jet rolled on to its back then rolled
again, as if the pilot was showing off his prowess. Then a
small missile fell in a perfect arc. It disappeared into a
cloud bank. Two seconds passed. Then, from the murky
ridgeline in the distance, there was a bright orange flash.

Smoke billowed from the spot and the men and children of
the Kukcha turned to stare. "It hit, it hit," one said
excitedly. "Thank you, America," said another, dancing for
joy. For the people of Mawara-e-Kukcha, which comprises the
four provinces along the river, yesterday was a day to

For months they have been harried by Taliban artillery and
jets which shelled their settlements. Last winter the
Taliban briefly seized the west bank before being driven
back in an offensive that cost the Northern Alliance 700

Although American air strikes began on Sunday, only four
bombs were dropped and with mixed accuracy. On Monday the
jets didn't return. Locals began to mutter that maybe the
strikes were over.

Yesterday the planes returned with a vengeance. In a dozen
successive sorties, aircraft appeared in the east. They
soared overhead, the roar of the afterburners trailing far
behind, then delivered their deadly charges apparently with
pinpoint accuracy.

Each time a cheer went up along the river as villagers and
horsemen gathered to watch. They announced the names of the
positions hit: Kala Kata, Chaghatai, Puza Pol-e-Khomri . . .

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