We arrived on the 14th and for the past three nights we’ve been locked in our hotel while a fire fight rages outside. Normally, we would get out there to cover it but things are far too hairy right now. Peter, our cameraman, has been grabbing what footage he can from the window but even that is dangerous business.
Two days ago, the African Union withdrew all troops from the region. The competing factions, APR and UFLL, have rushed to fill the void. Battles have erupted throughout the country as both groups attempt to carve out their piece of the nation.
We woke yesterday morning to the crack of a bullet through the window. Thank god we were all asleep. The bullet splintered the window and lodged into the side wall of the living area. Right at chest height.
Each night we’ve worked by dim light with the windows blacked shut. It looks to be the APR and the UFLL battling for control of the city. Whatever progress each side makes in the morning is cut down by the evening as the other side reclaims what was lost earlier. And so it goes each day with countless lives being lost in the process. Fortunately those lives are insurgents and mercenaries right now. I worry what happens when they start to turn on the civilians.