I stopped for a while and I saw many Iraqi Army cars riddled with
bullets. I saw troops deployed everywhere I looked: on the roof of
every high building, every road intersection, occupying government
offices that before were occupied by political factions.
I was shocked when I saw traces of the fight, which was clear on the buildings close to the main streets.
As an Iraqi from the south who knows exactly what was going on, with
the militias controlling everything in particular cities or ports, I
did not expect that the Iraqi forces – which are majority Shia - would
be able to confront the militia influence.
There was a new feeling. I had never seen before the Iraq Army,
without hesitation, accusing the Mahdi Army of being involved in all
the disorder there.
One of the soldiers told me: “The Mahdi Army are a group of criminals, they will destroy everything if we don’t stop them.”
In the past, I have never seen soldiers dare to say anything about
them. I felt the reign of fear is broken, and that is it. Exactly the
same feeling as when the Baathist regime fell.