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New Nigeria’s Chief of Army Staff: ‘Boko Haram will have no room to operate’



                                         
The operational code of the counterinsurgency effort has been changed from from “Operation Zaman Lafiya” to “Operation Zaman Lafiya Dole”, which in Hausa means ‘the quest for peace becomes a must’

This was made known by the Nigeria’s new Chief of Army Staff, Tukur Buratai, yesterday said under his command Boko Haram will have no room to operate. According to him he has zero tolerance for abuse of human rights, killings and destruction of property.
According to the Chief of Army Staff who took over command of the nation’s army last week, Boko Haram would either beg for peace or face the wrath of highly motivated and combat ready soldiers.

“The ongoing activities of Boko Haram is assuming an alarming dimensions in Borno state and other parts of the north east. We will not tolerate the killing of citizens and destruction of property; in as much as we urge you (troops) to adhere strictly to human rights abuses, the time to crush Boko Haram and other criminal activities in this country is now or never.”
 “As Chief of Army Staff, I will be actively involved in this ‘Operation Zaman Lafiya Dole’ to end the madness of Boko Haram if I will have your collective maximum support and cooperation.
“My doors will always remain open to all of you for constructive criticism and advice towards restoration of peace in this part of the country.
“Therefore, we are here to identify with you and to officially inform you that as from today henceforth, we have changed our Operational Code from ‘Operation Zaman Lafiya’ to ‘Dole’.

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