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Riding the Islamist tide
The Hamas election victory demands a cool-headed international response, writes Anton La Guardia.
IT WAS not supposed to be like this. For the past two years, America has pursued the idea that democracy is the answer to Islamist terrorism. Now the Palestinian people have spoken clearly - and they have voted for the terrorists.
The Middle East enters unknown and dangerous territory. This is a time for cool heads and pragmatism, not rash responses. The familiar political landscape of the past decade has been transformed. In little more than a year, Yasser Arafat has died, Ariel Sharon has fallen into a coma and the leaders of the suicide bombers who have done so much to destroy the hope of peace have come to power. The vote for Islamic radicals may yet bolster Israel's national-religious right when Israelis go to the polls in March.
Other elections have yielded worrying results: the Muslim Brotherhood, the forebear of all radical Sunni movements, did well in Egypt and would have done much better had it not been for the Government's crude suppression; a Shiite Islamist group with strong ties to Iran is in the driving seat in Iraq; and, in Iran, a radical President with an alarmingly apocalyptic tone has placed his country on a collision course with the West over its nuclear program.
What next? If the Syrian regime collapses under pressure from the West, it may well be replaced by Islamist radicals. In Egypt, the Muslim Brotherhood is knocking at the doors of Hosni Mubarak's presidential palace. In Saudi Arabia, the alternative to the House of Saud is not Western liberalism but something more akin to the Taliban.
"We are watching liberty beginning to spread in the Middle East," George Bush declared after the poll. But plainly this is not what he had in mind when his Administration set about redrawing the political map of the Middle East by invading Iraq. Mr Bush's so-called "forward strategy of freedom" has crashed into his "global war on terror".
Arab leaders - and not a few Europeans - will be muttering to the Americans: "We told you so. Allowing the ordinary Muslims to vote freely is a bad idea."
Yet this would be the wrong lesson to draw. The popularity of political Islam reflects the bankruptcy of the political order that has gone before. When the state fails, as it has done across the Middle East since the end of the colonial era, then Muslims instinctively turn to the mosque.
So the first lesson has to be a gradual reform of autocratic Arab states, risky as that may seem. The other lesson is that the force of Islamism cannot be ignored. The attempt to turn back the clock can only result in greater disaster, as happened in Algeria in 1991 when the army's attempt to halt the electoral victory by Islamists resulted in a war of appalling carnage.
The challenge is not to eradicate political Islam, but to moderate it. If Islamists want to take part in democratic life, then they must learn to live by its rules. The question is not whether Muslim radicals should be elected to power, but what they do in office and whether they can be voted out.
Political Islam has thrived as a protest movement of the disgruntled and dispossessed, attracted by the simple message that "Islam is the answer". In power, however, Islamists have to find real answers to real problems of jobs, poverty, health and illiteracy.
In the context of Palestine, the dilemma is even more acute. Hamas is ideologically opposed to the existence of Israel and has denounced the 1993 Oslo accords, the foundation of the failed peace process, as a betrayal of God's will. It pioneered the use of suicide bombings against Israeli civilians in 1994, and has spearheaded the violence through the years of the Palestinian uprising. It was elected on a promise to continue the "resistance" against Israeli occupation.
And yet it has also shown pragmatism. It has more or less respected a ceasefire with Israel, and its decision to run for the Palestinian legislative council overturns its previous boycott.
Hamas seems surprised by its election victory. Like others, it expected to become a strong opposition, or perhaps even a junior partner in the Palestinian Authority. It wanted the power to veto Palestinian decisions; now it has the responsibility to take them.
Hamas now will be forced to question the core of its ideology. It must decide whether to abide by the international "road map" for peace and whether to tolerate the proliferation of armed militias. It will need to deal with the outside world, particularly Europe, if it wants to keep receiving EU subsidies. Above all, it will need to talk to Israel if it wants to improve day-to-day conditions for Palestinians, let alone achieve political results and statehood.
All these can be used as levers on Hamas. Israel and the outside world should offer it a conditional dialogue: we will deal with you if you give up violence and recognise Israel. It will be messy, but it was messy when Arafat was around. He broke his promises, he encouraged violence and his followers blew themselves up in Tel Aviv. Yet everybody came to speak with him in his besieged bunker - including, indirectly, Israel and America.
With Arafat, or even his successor, Mahmoud Abbas, there has always been a debate over whether the Palestinian Authority was unable, or merely unwilling, to stop the violence. Palestinian leaders have turned weakness into a diplomatic art form, telling Israel and the West they needed more concessions to have the authority to take on Hamas. With the terrorists in office, there should be no such ambiguity. When the suicide bombs go off, the address for protests will be obvious: the office of the Palestinian prime minister.
In theory, an agreement with Hamas should be more durable. But can Hamas, like Fatah before it, give up the idea of destroying Israel? Hamas believes that all of present-day Israel is God's bequest, and mere men cannot abandon what has been "consecrated for future Muslim generations until Judgement Day".
Yet Hamas has started to talk in terms of a long-term "hudna", or truce, if Israel withdraws from all of the territories occupied in 1967, leaving it to "future generations" to decide whether to renew the truce.
The job for the world - especially Arab countries - is to convince Hamas this is not enough. The answer to the question of Palestine is still "land for peace" - not "land for truce" or a return of suicide bombs.


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retreat quickly,
Center's voice advised:
your mission
is essentially completed
, destroy the remaining baggage and pull back to komar.
"Hmmm," Raj said aloud. "This collection of junk," he indicated the transport, "is going to slow us down. We're not here to fight the Colonial army . . . if we dumped it . . ."
Stanson asked. From their expressions, some of his officers would have liked to say more; one or two let their hands fall to their pistol butts. "That's our
down there, man!" The 2nd had preferred to keep theirs all under their eyes, rather than taking the trouble to send it off as it came in. Three-quarters of the booty here was theirs.
Raj glanced at his own Companions and officers; the reluctance on their faces matched his. Retreating was one thing, running away another. "Recommendations, gentlemen?"
Gerrin Staenbridge nodded south. "They travel fast. Even with nothing but the artillery, we wouldn't be able to break contact unless they let us." The Colonists were lighter men on slender dogs. "But even if they can match our numbers, we can give them a bloody nose as long as they have to come to us." Colonial weapons had a better rate of fire than the ones used by the Civil Government's forces, but less stopping power and considerably less range.
"Thank you, Senior Lieutenant," Raj said formally. "As long as we can avoid a meeting engagement or a melee, I don't think enemy forces of this size are much of a threat, yes. What we can do—if you concur, Captain Stanson—is to send on all the more mobile transport to El Djem; we burned the buildings, but the stockade's intact and there's water. We'll fall back more slowly, they won't dare try to send a substantial force around us under these circumstances. From El Djem we can either stand them off if they're so foolish as to attack the stockade, or simply repeat the process on a larger scale back to Komar. Agreed?"
Stanson nodded, and his followers relaxed; some of them still looked a little contemptuous of Raj and the 5th, for even suggesting a retreat.
"Why can't we take the offensive?" one asked.
Because it would be stupid
Raj thought. The man was a lieutenant; Evrard Gruder answered him, as the equivalent in the 5th.
"Because it would be . . . futile," he said. "We can't catch them unless they let us, and they could lead us off into the alkali desert and then harry us to death. It's happened to Civil Government forces down here before."
"One company for escort?" Master Sergeant da Cruz said; the officers had approved a course of action, and it was time for implementation.
"By all means. Thiddo?"
The commander of Third Company nodded; his force had the most walking wounded, and they would get less strain and a little extra rest.
"Then I suggest we move, gentlemen," Raj said, looking south. The dust cloud of troops on the march was just barely visible over the glaring white earth, standing against the faded blue of the sky.
* * *
"Range?" Raj asked.
Barton Foley raised his binoculars. They were only five kilometers from El Djem, now; apart from the attack last night on the dug-in camp there had been only minor skirmishing.
"Five-two-zero-zero, meters, sir," he said.
Raj grunted, looking to left and right. The Civil Government force was retreating toward its base in extended order by Company column; nine widely spaced groups, with the four guns trotting along slightly behind the men. The terrain was nearly flat, long gentle swells, covered in coarse dark soil and fist-sized black rocks.
At least we're off that damned alkali flat
he thought, licking cracked lips. But it was still hot enough that shimmers and mirage made estimating distance almost impossible, and some of the dogs were whimpering and limping as they put paw to earth. Tongues dangled, panting; some of the men were sacrificing their own water ration to rub the necks of their mounts occasionally, or laying their spare tunics over them as sun blankets. For the rest they rode slumped in the saddle, eyes staring dully ahead and great patches of sweat showing dark on the crystallized salt-deposits that marked their jackets.
Those in the main body could at least be glad they were not on the wings, where clouds of dust showed continuous feint and skirmish. The flank guards were rotated every two hours or so, and it was still brutally draining.
"You're right," Raj replied. Then: "I think they're getting closer again." He raised his own glasses. Brown dogs and red jellabas sprang out at him; the enemy had been coming on in column of march, since they were less apprehensive of a sudden attack. Tewfik's seal-of-Solomon banner in the lead. Raj felt his lips crack and bleed as he snarled at the sight; far too many of Center's scenarios had turned on Tewfik's skills. Was that burly figure under the banner him? It was a little too far to see faces with any clarity,
especially with this heat haze
, too far even to pick out an eyepatch; Tewfik's was said to have the Seal of Solomon picked out on it in diamonds, and his men believed it carried a curse to his enemies.
The advancing columns seemed to split, multiplying. He blinked, wiped his red-rimmed eyes on a sleeve harsh with salt and dust, looked again.
he realized with a chill. Peeling off to either side without pausing, converting the march formation into a two-rank line suitable for . . .
"Attack," he muttered. "They're going to try us before we get to El Djem."
"Foley," he snapped. "Message: to Senior Lieutenant Dinnalsyn." The artillery commander. "My compliments, and I believe the enemy is going to attempt to press home an attack; they won't stop for a few shells, this time. He is to deploy into line on current position"—they were on the uprise of one of the swells, looking across a broad shallow valley at the Colonists—"and open fire for effect at three-point-five k meters, and I'd advise him to have the gunners prepare some point-blank fused shrapnel."
"M'lewis," he continued, "same warning to Captain Stanson, would he please inform his subordinates that under
no circumstances
are any units to leave position without orders."
"Trumpeter," he went on, as the two kicked their dogs into a fast lope. "Sound—
"Attention to orders."
The battalions continued their steady advance, but there was a ripple like grass under wind—for a moment the sweet scent of the high-plateau rangelands of Descott filled his memory—as they sat in the saddle, and the dogs lifted their heads and raised drooping ears.
"Prepare to countermarch, by Companies—"
Foley's mount had already pulled up by the guns, and Raj could see the tiny stick figure salute and give the message. The field pieces stopped where they were, crews leaping down from teams and caissons; the dogs were unhitched and trotted to the rear, ready to snatch the 75's out of danger but also out of the way. Ammunition limbers were unhitched from the pole trails of the guns; the muzzles jerked up as the trails hit the ground, and the limbers were opened. A Y-shaped rangefinder went up in the center of the battery; breeches swung open, men worked the elevating screws, shells were fused and slammed home.
The Company columns were four men wide; now every one split, like a reed pushed against a knifeblade, a column of twos curling back in reverse direction to left and right from each. The rear men continued in the same direction as before, until they came to the turning point and wheeled. Less than a minute, and the whole force was moving back on its own tracks; he looked over to the right, to the 2nd Gendarmerie, and found they had done the maneuver more smoothly even than the 5th, if that was possible.
Parade-ground soldiers
he thought.
They braked to a stop and pulled the rifles out of the scabbards, another long ripple, like reeds in a swamp this time as the muzzles showed slanted across the dogs, the men swinging down.
"Prepare to Receive Cavalry!"
The dogs crouched, laying their bellies to the ground but ready to spring, presenting the least possible target. The men rushed forward the regulation ten paces, front rank going prone, rear kneeling; the bayonets rattled onto their catches,
levers worked
, the flaps of cartridge cases were clipped back. Raj raised his binoculars again as he clapped heels to Horace's flanks, down to the firing line; thirty-six hundred meters, he estimated, and they had halted in line abreast. Four deep but more widely spaced than Civil Government troops would be; battalion strength, right enough. A quiver, and their scimitars came out, sloped back and resting on their shoulders.
Raj rode out in front of his men, alone but for the standard-bearer and the trumpeter, watching their faces as he cantered down to the middle of the line. Tight-gripped tension, perhaps even a little too much eagerness, after the boredom and anxiety-filled discomfort of the three-day retreat. Looking at the long glitter of enemy steel on the ridge behind his back . . . and thinking of the officer who was the squire back home, of men on either side who would witness and report their honor or their shame. He rose in the stirrups and drew his sword: best keep it short and sweet, but the men expected something to be said. He pitched his voice to carry, knowing that the ends of the line would be getting it by word-of-mouth relay.
"Well, lads," he shouted. "Here we are—we've
their crops,
their towns,
their women—and now they want to fight!" He waited four heartbeats. "Just like the ragheads to put it all arse-end first, isn't it?"
A roar of laughter, cut short by a downward motion of his saber. "That's Devil Tewfik himself coming, Descotters; a bad one and a mad one. Thinks he's going to nail our heads and our balls to his barn door, he does." Another cry, a jeer this time. "Just remember your drill, lads, and wait for the order, and we'll send them home screaming for their mothers. Show them who you are, what you're made of, and where you come from. Up the 5th! Descott forever!"
They started another cheer as he rode back to his position at the right end of the line:
"Well, gentlemen," he said to the officers gathered there, and nodded to the enemy on the ridgeline opposite. "I don't think they'll wait much longer." For that matter, they had waited too long as it was, giving the Civil Government force time to get settled. "Commence volley fire at 750 meters, if you please." He brought out his amulet, kissed it. "Spirit with you."
"Holy Federation uphold you," they replied. Everyone leaned inward, slapping their fists together in a pyramid of arms, then dispersed to their units.
Raj sat under the banner of the 5th Descott Guards, bullet-tattered and hung with ribbons, and allowed the ice knot of terror under his breastbone to unfold.
Something is wrong here, very
Ahead the strange shrill-sounding trumpets of the Colony sounded, and the line of enemy cavalry began to move. Two thousand paws thumped the ground, crunched through the loose rock that clattered and slid audibly.
This is the obvious move, and it's obviously going to fail
Which was
Tewfik's reputation, not at all.
"Either he's stupid, or he's counting on me doing something stupid, or we are all about to be royally buttfucked," he muttered to himself.
"Ser?" the standard-bearer said; he was a veteran of fifty, and a little hard of hearing from too much exposure to the noise level of combat.
"Nothing," he said. The enemy knew the range of a 75 to a hair, and they had positioned to build their charge to full speed before they came under the iron flail. Another glitter and blink as the scimitar blades came down; full gallop now, another line of light as the points of the
helmet spikes caught the sun
, surging up and down with the motion of the dogs. Their dressing was faultless, which was
easy on terrain as rough as this.
Those are good troops
he thought.
And disciplined
There were Civil Government units—he probably had a battalion of them on his right—which would flat-out refuse an order to charge against rifles and artillery like this.
The first gun fired, ten meters behind the riflemen. A ripping-canvas sound, then a puff of dirty blackish-grey smoke a little ahead of the enemy line.
"Fire for effect, rapid fire, down ten each!"
The guns fired from right to left, slapping the back of his neck with pillows of hot air. More shellbursts across the enemy line, looking like misses but men and dogs were down, scythed down by a soldier's worst nightmare, artillery striking from above without anything they could do about it except endure and hope. Their ranks closed again with a veteran ripple, closing like thick liquid around the bubbles hammered by the guns, leaving figures writhing or still or scattered in pieces across the barren plain, they were half the distance closer already, and
but it was good to have guns at your back—
Raj's eyes widened. "Foley!" he shouted. "To Stanson,
beware of a feigned retreat." The boy kicked into a gallop. To his right: "Hold your positions under all circumstances, pass it down!" Better to be thought a nervous maiden than a dead fool . . .
Much closer now. He raised the binoculars again; no, no eyepatch . . . yelling faces, glaring eyes, beards. His mouth was dry, but he ignored the canteen at his saddlebow, stroked a hand down Horace's neck; the hound had its ears up, and it was scenting, big
intakes of breath with a pause to lick its nose between each. Thick grimy-cotton smoke from the guns drifted slowly over him, the odor of Hell. Barton Foley pulled up beside him in a spurt of gravel.
"Sir—" He paused; there were spots of color high on his cheeks under the ruddy-brown Descotter skin. "Captain Stanson directs me—"
"What did he say?" Fifteen hundred meters, the guns were firing twice a minute, another eight rounds—
"Sir, he said that you should teach your grandmother to suck eggs, and that I—he offered insult, sir."
"He was hatched himself, lad."
"May I—"
"Off to Gerrin, Ensign, and good luck."
Eleven hundred meters. A long stuttering crash from his right, a few more saddles emptied, but didn't they realize they were just pumping out smoke to obscure their aim when it counted, Spirit
them for fools? A dense cloud was growing in front of the 2nd Gendarmerie's ranks, fairly soon they would be shooting from estimates and glimpses and demons knew they'd be lucky to hit their
doing that. Thank the Spirit for small mercies, at least the wind was from the northwest and it was not carrying the smoke across the 5th's front. Nine hundred meters. Eight hundred.
"Ready!" repeated down the line, and the front rank's muzzles came up. He thought he could see a slight waver through the ranks of the enemy.
"Pick your targets!"
"By platoons—volley fire—
eight times repeated as the front-rank platoons fired. Hands opening the levers, flashing back to the bandoliers. Rear rank presenting with a uniform jerk.
Chaos downrange, dogs falling in heaps, he saw two collide in midair as they tried to leap that barricade of flesh and fall, and thousand-pound bodies would be thrashing, maddened by pain, riders crushed
. . .
Slowing, nobody on earth could take this . . . clumps of men pushing ahead, if they kept coming the last of them would die before the bayonets.
Raj heard himself screaming
, barely audible over the hammering crash of volley fire and artillery. "Tewfik, you mad evil wog bastard, you're
them, you're murdering good soldiers, call them back, call them
Then they
turning back, their own trumpets blowing retreat. Moving fast, too, crouched over in the saddle to lower their target profiles. Leaving a quarter of their numbers scattered down from the ridgeline; another hundred meters of charge and that would have doubled, tripled. The artillery lifted sights to harry them, and—
A trumpet sounded "charge."
Raj grunted as if a fist had struck him in the belly. The 2nd's trumpeter was blowing the simple four-note call again and again, and the men in the white uniforms were obeying. Cheering wildly, some even throwing aside their rifles as they leaped astride their dogs and drew sabers.
"Trumpeter, sound
stand fast
he shouted. The young man gave him a shocked glance. "
Stand fast
soldier," he shouted, dragging Horace's head around to face his own ranks. The 5th were on their feet now, too, cheering as madly as the 2nd, waving their rifles in the air and screaming County hunting calls as the enemy fled without order, lashing their dogs as if they intended to keep galloping all the way to the equator and the Zanj Sea.
Raj saw what he had dreaded, men leaving ranks and dashing back for their mounts. A few of those and it would be all of them, beyond holding, blood up to avenge the desert chase and be in at the kill. He drew his pistol and clamped his heels into Horace's ribs; the hound dashed out and to the left, before the 5th's ranks.
"I'll shoot the first man to break ranks!" he shouted, knowing his voice would not carry through the tumult. The trumpeter blew tirelessly at his side, though; the 2nd's was two hundred meters downslope and moving fast, the sound fading. And the muzzle of his pistol was a message in itself; he managed to get in front of the first to leave the firing line. Barely old enough to shave, he saw; one of the draft that had caught up to them on the road, a Descotter but from the northern fringe of the County. Filled with sixteen years' conviction of immortality, and nothing but a few skirmishes in this campaign.
"Back!" he screamed, pushing the weapon into the boy's face. Behind him the officers and noncoms were running down the line, cursing, calling orders, knocking men down with fists and boots and rifle butts. Raj thumbed back the hammer. "I'll shoot you dead, boy."
The young man's eyes lost the berserker-blankness, and his saber wavered and fell. "Back into ranks," Raj snapped.
"Yisser," the young soldier gasped.
attention to orders
Raj said. It took three repetitions to get quiet; it helped that the artillery had fallen silent with no clear target except the backs of the 2nd Gendarmerie.
"Officers to me," Raj called; they were already trotting out. He looked over his shoulder; there was a fringe of saber-swinging melee at the edge of the 2nd's charge as it passed the midway point of the swale and started up the slope, the fastest of the Gendarmerie catching up with the Colonists on winded or injured dogs, but the bulk of Tewfik's battalion was drawing ahead, opening a perceptible gap. And they were nearing extreme artillery range from this position.
"All right," he said. "Shift front, space the Companies out to cover what the 2nd had, I want 15 meter gaps between each." To give the survivors of this charge somewhere to ride through and rally, if they
be rallied this side of Komar.
Thank the Spirit Suzette's safe in El Djem
he thought briefly. "And I want the dogs moved up to arm's reach behind the firing line," he continued grimly. They glanced at each other; a last-ditch chance to escape, if the line broke. "Let's do it, gentlemen, let's
The line rippled and split at the seams between companies, the men trotting with rifles at the trail and their dogs' reins in hand. Noncoms were calling dressing as they shifted, checking the setting of the men's sights as they
settled into the new positions
; he saw men taking the time to pry out jams, or throwing down their rifles and picking up discarded weapons from the 2nd.
Presence of mind
he thought, as he loped Horace back to the gunners. The more you fired, the hotter the chamber and the more likely the cartridge was to tear and jam rather than extract smoothly. Many of the veterans were waiting with the lever down and the bolt back.
"Shift position, Lieutenant Dinnalsyn," he said crisply, and pointed to the new line. It was like a string of four dashes across a page; his finger pointed to the middle two companies. "Two guns each behind those, if you please, and no wasted time."
"Yes, sir!" He snapped out the orders, then turned to Raj. "Ah . . . what's happening?"
"Either I'm making myself a laughingstock, or we're about to find out why Tewfik got his reputation," Raj said; he pointed with the blade of his saber to the opposite ridge. The 2nd had managed to form a ragged four-rank formation, and were slowing a little before they plunged over the top and down the reverse slope. "If I'm right, and I pray to the
I'm not, Tewfik's coming over that hillock in about eight minutes, dogs and guns and their little cats, too. Open up as soon as they're in range and fire as fast as you bloody can, that's all I can say."
* * *
"Hold steady, lads!" Raj called, as he cantered down the line. "The creamsuit johnnies will be coming back faster than they left, and the ragheads close behind. Stand to it, and we can still pull it off; run, and we're all buggered, it's that simple."
One man shouted out to him: "We're ready to die game, ser!"
"That's for losers, we're going to
Raj replied. There was no cheering or laughter this time, only a grim boulder-stolid readiness.
he prayed.
Just a little luck, that's all I need. No more disasters, no more surprises
Probably Tewfik had been surprised when the whole Civil Government force hadn't taken his bait; it had wavered within a cunt hair of happening that way, too. Raj looked at the scattered clumps of Colonist dead with new respect; the enemy commander had calmly sacrificed them to make the bait convincing, nothing less would have worked. He remembered the swath of devastation his men had cut through the El Djem basin. It was unlikely in the extreme that the Colonists would be inclined to mercy.
"We'll just have to win, is all," he murmured, staring at the ridge. Perhaps he was wrong after all—
The sound of massed carbines was lighter than that of Armory rifles, but just as deadly at close range. His mind's eye could paint the picture, the 2nd going over the crestline at a full gallop, the ranks of crimson-uniformed Colonists rising as one. Volleys pouring in, and the carbines held seven rounds in a tube magazine under the barrel
. . .
He whispered prayers and curses under his breath, but a trained ear was estimating. A
of carbines, many more than the eight hundred or so rifles the 5th and 2nd had deployed a few minutes before. And a
sound, Colony artillery. Light quick-firing guns spraying half-kilogram miniature shells from a clip of five. Not as accurate as the 75's, and a lot less weight of shell, but they fired as fast as a carbine. . . . A cloud of smoke was rising from the low swale over the ridge, twin to the one that was drifting and dispersing ahead of him.
"Oh, shit, oh, shit," he murmured to himself.
I didn't really
it was happening
he thought.
Not really
A minute before he had been afraid of being wrong, of ending his career with
a reputation for cowardice
, the man who sat and shook while Stanson's 2nd charged to glory. Now he tasted vomit at the back of his throat, and knew that fear can put a red curtain before the eyes as surely as rage.
What, no advice
he asked Center.
you are the sword of the spirit of man,
the dispassionate voice answered. His spine crawled with a different fear, to hear that said of
there can be no weakness,
The first stragglers of the 2nd shot over the ridge, like melon seeds squeezed between fingers, the ones with the fastest dogs in the rear ranks. Individuals, few of them even carrying their swords and none bothering to look behind; then clots and masses. A few of the last paused to shoot from the saddle behind them, before putting heels to their dogs. Wounded men and animals dropped or staggered out of the chase all the way down the field where the first Colonist attack had come; now you could see the difference between real panic and feigned, and it was obvious.
Spirit of Man, Raj thought in awe. They knew it was a feint to draw us out, and they rode straight into the guns anyway.
He sat Horace with his saber-arm down, the steel clicking against the stirrup iron. The fugitives from the ruin of the 2nd's charge were bunching, instinct driving most of them to aim for the gaps in the ordered line of rifles and bright bayonets. Those that didn't were going to be right in the line of fire, which would affect the actions of the 5th only to the extent of wasting some of their ammunition. Raj's attention was focused utterly on the ridge, but he could hear voices coming as if from a distance through an echo chamber: it was surprisingly quiet here, for a few instants.
" . . . remember, dog down, man down. Aim low." Da Cruz.
" . . . an' if yer don't have time t'adjust sights, just aim down another body length." M'lewis, talking to the young trumpeter, who had his rifle out and resting across his saddlebow while the brass horn bumped his chest.
" . . . that's right, lads, keep those pretty backsides to me and the sharp ends at the ragheads; I can restrain myself and they can't." Gerrin Staenbridge, sounding coolly amused.
" . . . first man who turns gits my bay'net in 'is gut." Some nameless noncom, with a warning as old as battles. The first task of command is to make men face death; pride, love, fear, any emotion is grist for the mill.
And Tewfik's army came over the hill. Army was the proper term; they filled it from side to side, four deep, two thousand strong. Moving fast, sliding down the hill like a solid block of crimson and green and bright metal, and
had Tewfik gotten that many men here so fast? Unless somebody had laid a railroad from al-Kebir out into the desert and they would have heard about that, if it was one thing the Civil Government didn't lack it was spies
. . . I may be an idiot, but at least I've the comfort of knowing I wasn't
by an idiot
he thought.
Aloud: "Steady, men, steady. Don't think of it as being outnumbered, think of it as having a real big target selection." Even now that drew some laughter, although a few were near-hysterical giggles. He raised his glasses. "Gerrin."
"That's Tewfik personally, under the main banner, the one with the big gold crescent on top? I'd really feel better about all this if he sort of didn't make it, you know?" It would be one real service to the Spirit of Man and the Civil Government.
"Noted, sir," he drawled, and passed the instructions to his subordinates; they told off marksmen, it was out of the question to direct the whole of the Company's fire on one man. And quite likely it wouldn't work, battle was odd that way.
"Three-two-zero-zero," the man at the artillery rangefinder sang out.
A dog-drawn gun followed the cavalry over the hill, a Colonial one-pounder pompom; then two more, and another, lashing their dogs on like madmen.
"Prepare for counter-battery shoot!" the battery commander said.
Raj gritted his teeth
; it was necessary, his firing line could not stand being raked by streams of those deadly little shells, not now . . . but that meant the rifles would have to do most of the work.
The earth shook, and the screeching of the Colonists was like needles driven into the ears. A 75 crashed behind him, and the smell of fresh gunsmoke made him realize how raw his throat was. The others opened up, no point in trying for the pompoms until they halted, but the cavalry were a moving target too big to miss. Gaps tore in the line, but the Colonists closed ranks with insolent courage. Fifteen hundred meters. Men in white coats were streaming through the spaces between the companies of the 5th; a few were so ridden by fear of the thing behind them that they tried to gallop directly
the serried ranks of the Descotters. Shots crashed out and bayonets flicked forward like giant knitting needles, and hardly anyone but those involved even noticed.
Nine hundred. Eight hundred. "Fire!"
Bodies down all along the front, and the dragon glimmer of the swords was mercifully dulled by the smoke.
Gaps in the Colonist line, pileups of corpses adding to the obstructions from the first charge.
The pompoms were slowing, the teams swinging around to bring the slender two-meter barrels to bear on the line of the 5th. The shellbursts lifted instantly from the cavalry, and the dirty-cotton puffs blossomed in the air around the Colonial guns; not very dramatic, but one gun team dissolved into bloodied snarling chaos, turning on its drivers as metal slashed the dogs. The first
of high-velocity shot went overhead, aiming for the guns.
More men down, and some of the Colonists were wavering, slowing, a few in the rear ranks reining in their dogs, probably without conscious intent.
Three hundred meters, and hardly a round was missing; some of Tewfik's men were hit half a dozen times between saddle and ground. Then the great banners of black and green surged forward, the amir throwing himself into the space between the forces to draw his men through the beaten ground by sheer force of will.
"By the Spirit, we're going to do it!" Raj shouted exultantly; they
slowing, half the party around Tewfik was down, the flag fell and the commander himself scooped it off the ground, waving it through the air in a swirling flourish.
A hand pulled Raj around. "
the standard bearer shrieked into his ear, pointing with his charge.
The slope behind the 5th was scattered with the remnants of the 2nd; some even looked as if they were rallying . . . but
disorganized, blue-clad mass was pounding down the trail
El Djem, and by this time Raj felt expert enough to know panic flight when he saw it.
"Oh, shit," he said with infinite weariness.
Suzette, Suzette . . .
Tewfik had stolen a march; Tewfik's maps had waterholes where the Civil Government's showed only impassable desert. And El Djem had been virtually undefended, garrisoned with wounded and noncombatants. A small knot of men in blue was well ahead of the rest, with another figure in their midst. Smaller, on a light boned brown-and-black dog with floppy ears.
BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM-BAM. Some of the rearmost Colonists had pulled around and were fleeing, actually running. A clip of pompom shells struck just short of First Company's line. Men fell, silent or screaming; their comrades ignored them, and a 75 shell landed just under the ammunition limber of the pompom a second later. The explosion was noticeable even through the other sounds of combat.
And Suzette was bounding up the slope toward him on her palfrey-hound Harbie.
"Where's Thiddo and the Third Company?" Raj shouted, burying relief. Hell,
was probably going to die within the next hundred seconds or so.
"Thiddo's dead, this is all," Suzette shouted back, wild-eyed and clutching her carbine. There were less than a platoon around her, and most looked barely fit to stay in the saddle, much less fight. One had a flap of cheek hanging down, exposing a red-and-white grin. "Tewfik's men were waiting for us, these cut their way out with me, they're about an hour behind us!"
One last full volley, and the Colonist charge
shuddered almost to a halt
; almost, and the first of the fugitives struck the 5th's rear, destroying the safety they so desperately sought. The firing line shattered like a glass jar dropped on concrete.
Fall back and Rally
Raj ordered, sweeping Suzette behind him with one arm. Tewfik's cavalry were pouring through the gaps, but the very mass of the fugitives from El Djem hindered them, as a runner would be who suddenly plunged into knee-deep water. The ones who had gotten this far were all mounted; their dogs fought, catching the madness of their riders, and each victim took a moment to saber down, if nothing else.
Seconds would determine whether anyone survived at all. "Rally around the guns," Raj was shouting. "Form square!" He saw men turn to run, men of the new drafts. One such made it only two paces before the soldier beside him drove his bayonet through his back . . . and was himself cut down by a Colonist scimitar only a moment later, a great fan-shaped spray of blood bursting out of his mouth.
A group came back in a block, turned, knelt, fired a ragged volley.
"Rally! Rally to the guns!" Raj heard them take it up; more were struggling in from the two companies in the center, men with the ability to see their only chance of survival even now. The slopes around them were scattered with individuals and small groups from the outer two companies, riding for their lives in a spatter like mercury on glass. The whole position on the ridgeline was a mass of struggling men and dogs, jammed in by the pressure from both sides; a ragged circle was beginning to form about the four 75's and the banner of the 5th, men on the outside, a milling sea of dogs who refused to abandon their masters on the inner.
"Load, load cannister," the artillery lieutenant barked. "Out of the way there! Out of the way!" The gun squads manhandled their weapon until its muzzle poked through the thin line of 5th troopers, pointing at a mass of Colonists . . . mostly Colonists. "Fire!"
A different sound; a cannister load was a giant shotgun shell, no bursting charge, just hundreds of lead balls. They hummed through the air like a swarm of giant wasps, and a gap opened through the press as if a knife had sliced paper. Another
from the opposite side of the circle; the formation was growing like a crystal in a saturated solution. Individuals were seed crystals, a leather-lunged noncom, an officer, simply someone who didn't want to take the sword in the back. Gerrin Staenbridge came in on a back; on Barton Foley's, although he outweighed the youth by half as much again, although the wound in his side would have made most decide they were carrying a corpse.
"You there," the Ensign shouted. "Get this Messer over a dog!" The troopers obeyed; Foley paused only long enough to shove a hank of rag under Staenbridge's tunic as a pressure bandage and tie his belt to the saddlehorn. "Follow me!" he called, pulling his shotgun from the over-shoulder scabbard. "Those men need help." He pointed to a smaller knot of troopers of the 5th, stalled in a circle of Colonists. The men looked at each other, at the youngster, leveled their rifles and charged.
"Back one step and volley," Raj said. Have to keep the guns or they'll cut us to pieces with the pompoms. Longer we hold out, more will get away. Keep as many dogs as we can. "Back one step and volley. Make it count, make it count, aim damn you." The crash of rifles was ragged, but there were more of them this time. Scimitars clashed on bayonets at the edge of the circle, and it lurched northward one long pace. The gun crews ran their cumbersome weapons forward again; their recoil made them almost as dangerous as the enemies outside, but they plowed furrows through the packed Colonists and left only sausage meat behind; meat that whimpered and twitched.
"Back one step and volley!"
Other voices around the circle took it up, and the formation was beginning to look something like a square as leaders took over, pushing men into line. Suzette and two walking wounded troopers were heaving others too damaged to fight over spare dogs and dodging through the snarling chaos at the center of the formation to snap bridles onto leading lines. A half-dozen figures in the dull-crimson jellabas went down all at once; Foley led his augmented group back into the circle after delivering a point-blank load into the backs of the Arabs between them and their comrades. Raj could see the Colonist officers
calling their men back
, literally flogging them out of range with their nine-thonged whips. They clumped and rode to the banners of their units, into the dead ground where the cannister could not reach. Comparative silence fell; everyone who could walk or crawl had joined the little group around the standard.
"Keep moving," Raj shouted; it sounded as much a hoarse croak. "Hold your fire!" Tewfik wasted no time; a young Colonist with a white flag rode up on a beautiful snow-white wolfhound. It
been snow-white; now it was speckled with red, and the herald's drawn sword was red to the elbow.
"You can do nothing," he said, in excellent court Sponglish. "My lord the amir, commander of the Forces of the South, Ghazi of the Faith, offers terms of surrender to brave men. You are outnumbered, surrounded, have no water, no supplies, no place to go—"
Raj waited for the men to answer; they did, without delay:
"Go fuck yerself, raghead!"
A flourished bayonet. "Come an' sit yer wog arse on this, pimp!"
"Up the 5th—Descott ferever!"
"Spirit of Man! Spirit of Man!"
From most, a wordless growl that was matched by the riderless dogs in the center. "Keep moving!" Raj said again; he risked a quick drink from the canteen, capped it again. None of the Colonist forces had dispersed, and the two remaining pompoms were out of the line of fire; the Civil Government fugitives in sight were noticeably fewer. A flurry of orders from Tewfik's command post, just out of effective rifle range, and a block of about four hundred formed up and trotted north, giving his group a wide berth.
Raj felt his lips skin back from his teeth. "Tell Tewfik that if he thinks he can overrun us, he's welcome to try," he said. "How many men did he lose today? Twice what we did? Three times? How much burnt-out frontier does he have to hold? And every minute he watches us, more of our comrades escape. Let him come; don't be shy, we'll see to his other eye for him."
The herald bowed and reined about; the wolfhound seemed to float over the baked gravel like a mirage of snow.
"I love you," Suzette said quietly, pulling up beside him.
"I love you, too," Raj replied. "I just wish we'd had longer to do it in." He looked north, to Komar, a week's travel away and as impossibly far as Terra the lost and sacred.
"Let's go, dog-brothers," he said. "Every second man, mount. Keep it ready to about face. At a walk,
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Why dream of a shark?
Why meet in a dream with a shark?
It is considered that any fish dream to pregnancy.
But this is an erroneous statement. When interpretation of dreams must take into account what kind of fish you have seen, and under what circumstances it happened.
Now we will look at what dreams shark. What this portends a predator, seen in a dream?
To bathe in the sea with her
If you dream that you are swimming in a sea teeming with sharks, you use the respect of his colleagues. And when you are circling around only one predator, soon you will be able to achieve excellent results at work.
A dream in which the shark attacks you in the sea, warns of a possible fraud. And not to pay to you attention, peaceful fish can be seen in front of a grand celebration.
Shark bite your leg or arm – to the long-awaited meeting with friends.
Grab the fin fish – a significant change in his personal life.
Kill her harpoon – of solving their problems.
She swims away from you – to jealousy and mistrust on the part of the partner.
Do not be afraid of the predator, floating around, – to new achievements.
According to dream interpretation, dream of a shark near the shore to a pleasant, interesting evening. A caring and vain
Fish portends trouble with which you meet on the high seas.
If you swim around the dead predator, then soon you will meet a reliable man. A dream where shark attacks your friend, warns that you can take advantage of strangers.
Seeing from afar
Joy, endless fun and a lot of positive emotions – this is what dreams shark in the aquarium. And if you saw it in the sea, then you need to pay more attention to the quality of their work.
Little akulka floating in the bathroom, says about your superiority over rivals. And if the fish are lying on the sand, you have to learn to defend their interests.
To see a shark, sitting on the shore of a desert island – a hot, unique night.
The huge predator in the river – to the envy and gossip employees.
I crashed aquarium with her – to serious changes in business life.
Sail on the ship, and see the shark fin or entirely – an interesting, promising acquaintance.
Son, where the shark eats the fish – an important conversation with the boss.
If you saw a sea inhabitant attacked a stranger, wait for the guests. If the victim – a woman, you will be pleased to them. And if a man was attacked, the meeting will not be very pleasant.
Predator, grabbed the child, dreams of wealth and prosperity in business. If your child was able to get out, then you will be able to achieve success. Otherwise you will have to ask for help from loved ones.
More dreams
A dream in which a shark's mouth opens wide, can be seen before the change of residence. Her sharp teeth portend peace and understanding in the family.
And if you saw the toothless jaws of the predator, you will be a serious test. Blood on shark dream to a successful completion of the business started. A fish that can not get out of the network, says about your feelings of reciprocity.
Cooking dishes of shark fins – to restore health.
Shark with a human face – for diversity in intimate life.
Predator, leaping out of the water – to a desire to be alone.
A stay on the bottom of the sea – to the opportunity to prove themselves on the job.
Fish without fins – a difficult but solvable problem.
Catch a shark on a fishing tackle – hence miss your loved one. And let her go back into the sea – the promising acquaintance in an unexpected place.
According to the dream book, the shark on the deck of the ship to a distant dream trip. If she is alive, then you go on a business trip. Dead fish also promises a romantic trip. A interesting tour predicts the preparation of shark meat on the fire.
If you saw a dream marine predator, try to remember all the details of the night vision, and find out what awaits you, looking into the dream book.


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The recently merged parties Labor and Hatnua have until now carefully listed the name "the Zionist camp" in their ads and posters, that being the name Labor head Yitzhak Herzog and Hatnua head Tzipi Livni chose to represent their joint list.
However, the two apparently decided the name wouldn't sell as well in Arabic - their new ad campaign targeting the Arab voter removes the name in favor of "the Labor party for peace and equality," reports Channel 10.
The Arabic ad can be seen on this Twitter post by journalist Nadav Perry (for those unable to see the embedded post click here):
The words "the Zionist camp" that are prominently featured on all of Labor's ads don't appear in the Arabic ad at all, which shows a large picture of Herzog next to the Arabic text.
"(Herzog) together with Livni established a party that is embarrassed of our most basic values. (David) Ben-Gurion is turning in his grave," said the Jewish Home party in a response statement to the ad.
Labor has been showing strongly in the polls, getting over 20 mandates and running roughly neck and neck with Likud as the largest party. It has traditionally had a strong Arab voting base, largely due to its generally perceived focus on worker's rights.


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Snuggling in her mother's arms is the precious baby girl who has brought light into the lives of Bataclan survivors Katie Healy and David Nolan.
The Irish couple were inches from death during the massacre in the Paris concert hall when, terrified, they whispered their last goodbyes, never imagining they'd live to have children.
Now, welcoming little Penelope Pearl into their world is helping to heal their pain.
Katie, 29, says: "Love got me and David through that night and Penelope is here because of that love. We will never forget what happened in Paris but Penelope stops us dwelling. Our baby helped us turn a page and has given us a new focus for the future.
"We have to think about her and try to put dark times behind us."
David, a surveyor, adds: "She's a beautiful, pure, happy outcome from a terrible tragedy. We said after the attack that love would win. Penelope proves love conquers all."
Penelope is almost six months old and a smiley, affectionate, calm-natured little girl. Like all new parents, Katie and David are busy and often exhausted. But, above all else, they feel overwhelmed with gratitude that their baby arrived safely on December 23.
Katie says: "The moment I saw Penelope, and as I lay there holding her for the first time, all the worry, trauma and anxiety and pain of a stressful pregnancy disappeared and was replaced with pure joy."
But their joy was darkened by news of the Manchester bomber, who killed 22 people and injured 116 at an Ariana Grande gig. The London Bridge attack, which took eight lives and left 48 injured, further devastated them.
Katie, a beauty blogger, says: "Hearing yet more horrific news feels like a horrible jolt. We were stunned and don't know what to say. Our phones flooded with messages and we thought of everyone else's tragedy.
"We feel the intense pain each person is going through and know how it will impact on their lives. It sounds like a cliche to say our heart breaks but it feels like it really does."
Katie adds: "We've made strong friendships with other survivors from the Bataclan and reach out to each other at such times.
"They've been integral to our recovery, talking with them gives us comfort. We're thinking of the young children and teenagers taken from their families in Manchester so much. But the survivors are amazingly resilient.
"To go to the tribute concert so soon was incredible, so brave and defiant. I couldn't have done that."
Understandably, the terror threat makes the couple feel fiercely protective of their little girl. David, 33, says: "Every parent thinks, 'What kind of world are we bringing our children in to?'. We're no different.
"The instinct to keep Penelope safe is extremely strong. But we can't keep her in a little bubble. One day she will ask if she can go to a pop concert, too, and we will have to say yes."
The night of the Eagles of Death Metal gig at Bataclan theatre in November 2015 should have been among the happiest of their lives.
Three weeks earlier, on Katie's 28th birthday, David surprised her with 48 roses and tickets to Paris, where he secretly planned to propose after two years together.
At the gig, they were dancing when three gunmen opened fire a few feet away. David scrambled to lie protectively over Katie on the floor. He insists he was not brave.
He says: "When you love someone, your instinct is to protect them. I felt sure I would be shot but just hoped the bullet would go through me and not Katie. I did what anyone would."
They pretended to be dead while the Islamic State maniacs mercilessly pumped bullets into anyone who moaned or moved.
When the rampage stopped for a moment, David hauled Katie to her feet.
More shots rang out and when they fell to the floor again, a gunman walked inches past their faces. The pair whispered what they were sure would be their final words.
Katie says: "We were sure we were taking our last breaths. We kept saying, over and over, 'This is it. I love you, goodbye'. I wanted my last thoughts to be of my family.
"But I also thought of never marrying David, never having kids but dying with him instead. I wanted to make sure I said a loving goodbye as the gunman's boots got closer."
Miraculously, the killer walked on. A split second later David saw a door open, pulled Katie to her feet and they escaped. Outside, it was Katie's turn to save her boyfriend's life.
Realising only then he'd been shot in the foot, Katie dragged 6ft 2in, 13st David up the street to the safety of an apartment block.
Residents gave him life-saving treatment and drove him to hospital. Katie sat in a waiting room for five hours as doctors helped David. "I fell to pieces," she says.
"I had bits of horror in my hair, blood all over my clothes. My French had disappeared, my glasses had been knocked off and my fuzzy sight exacerbated my fear. I was in complete despair."
Shortly after returning to their home in Cork, south west Ireland, David struggled out of his wheelchair to his knees in a moving proposal to Katie, which she accepted.
Even in times of such happiness, they have been haunted with thoughts of the 89 people killed in the concert hall and struggled with horrific flashbacks.
Katie says: "Sometimes I'm out and hear someone shriek, a door slam or a flash of light and I'm immediately right back in the Bataclan. We've had some counselling and David and I always talk through our feelings."
David, who was a keen footballer, can only walk short distances after five operations on his foot. He says: "It's still excruciating, I've become accustomed to the pain. I'm having talks with surgeons about the next step."
As the couple look forward to a future as parents, their thoughts are also very much with those bereaved in recent terror attacks.
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A set of five literacy rotation task cards to be used in conjunction with the first edition of Teach Starter's Year 2 magazine.
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Go ahead: Laugh at your own peril. So, you still think laughter is still the best medicine. Think again as a new review of previous studies shows otherwise, and expert recommendations now are no laughing matter.
In fact, excessive laughter is now considered hazardous to one's health. Laughing may seem to offer health benefit but no longer at all times.
"Laughter is no joke," the researchers wrote in a special Christmas issue of the British Medical Journal — a light-hearted edition of the journal that includes real research.
While laughter carries a low risk of harm, "our review refutes the proposition that laughter can only be beneficial," an online report quoted the researchers, from City Hospital Birmingham in the United Kingdom as saying.
Still, it remains to be seen whether "sick jokes make you ill, dry wit causes dehydration or jokes in bad taste [cause] dysgeusia (distortion of sense of taste)," the researchers joked.
For some people, even a fit of giggles can have serious consequences, fresh findings by researchers that reviewed studies on laughter published between 1946 and 2013 showed.
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For example, laughing has been shown to improve blood-vessel function and reduce stiffness of the arteries, which is a risk factor for heart problems such as heart attacks.[pq]One study found that people who laugh easily have a reduced risk of coronary heart disease.[/pq]
A 2006 study suggested that 10 to 15 minutes of genuine laughter a day may burn up to 40 calories.
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But the review found that in rare incidents, laughing even for a short period can be risky.
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The Hoot - Episode 19 - Humio with Miguel Adams, Government Agency Security Engineer
How this agency uses Humio to keep their infrastructure secure and resilient
March 20th, 2020
John Porcaro
This week, John talks with Miguel Adams, a security engineer at a US government agency. Miguel shares his thoughts on why they chose Humio, and offers some suggestions for other agency personnel that are charged with keeping their infrastructure secure and resilient.
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Miguel began investigating SIEMs when he couldn't look for relevant data in a consistent and efficient manner — in a day or so. He chose Humio because it was very affordable, and they could deploy it quickly with the current staff that they had. They deployed Humio and were up and running in 2-3 hours.
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On a routine basis, we get indicators of compromise (IOCs), and we're able to do that almost instantaneously with Humio. The return is within a matter of seconds or minutes, whereas before it took us half or day or more.
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Mitsubishi Heavy is in talks to buy Bombardier's commercial regional jet business, a move that could provide it with technology and processes to complete the development of Japan's first domestically produced passenger jet.
"It is true that we are in discussions relating to a possible transaction involving Bombardier's regional jet program," Mitsubishi Heavy Industries said in a statement. "However, neither has any corporate decision been made, nor are there any prospects as to the contents of such a transaction."
Canada based Bombardier also issued a similar statement. Mitsubishi Aircraft Corp., a subsidiary of Mitsubishi Heavy, has repeatedly delayed delivery of its Mitsubishi Regional Jet since 2013 due to design modifications. It currently aims to deliver the first unit in mid-2020.
The deal, if concluded, would provide Mitsubishi Heavy with Bombardier's engineering team and sales network particularly in North America, one of the biggest markets for the regional jet business. Bombardier is expected to withdraw from the commercial aircraft business. It sold part of its passenger jet operations to Airbus S.A.S last year.
Bombardier is considered a technology leader in the regional jet business but competition from Boeing, Airbus and Embraer has not made a commercially successful.
Mitsubishi Aircraft Corporation has received Type Inspection Authorization (TIA) from the Japanese Civil Aviation Bureau (JCAB) for the companys Mitsubishi Regional Jet (MRJ) program. This authorization allows Mitsubishi Aircraft to begin certification flight tests for its MRJ 90, first commercial jet from Japan
Mitsubishi Heavy Industries, Ltd. (MHI) will increase the capitalization of Mitsubishi Aircraft Corporation (Mitsubishi Aircraft), its wholly owned company to bring it out of the red as it nears the first delivery of the Mitsubishi Regional Jet (MRJ), a program plagued by delays and financial woes
Aircraft maker Bombardier Inc of Canada has sued Japans Mitsubishi Aircraft Corp over claims that its former employees who went to work the Japanese firm passed on documents containing trade secrets. The suit filed in a federal court in Seattle last Friday, sought an injunction ordering Mitsubishi not to use "any proprietary Bombardier information misappropriated by any former Bombardier personnel" and to stop recruiting its employees to obtain such information, the Seattle Times said in a report Saturday
Japanese Mitsubishi Aircraft posted a net loss of 51.1 billion yen ($454 million) at the end of March due to delays in the development of Japans regional jet
Former Nissan-Renault CEO Carlos Ghosn who is believed to have escaped from Japan hidden in a musical instrument case, was aided by four pilots and other airline staffers in Istanbul. Members of Gregorian music band arrived at Ghosn's Tokyo home where he had been living under strict bail conditions
Mitsubishi Aircraft Corporation signed a Memorandum of Understanding (MOU) with US based Mesa Airlines to commence negotiations for the purchase of 100 Mitsubishi SpaceJet M100 aircraft for delivery commencing from 2024. The MOU was announced Thursday during a signing event at Mitsubishi Aircraft Corporation Americas booth during the Regional Airline Association (RAA) annual conference held, this year, in Nashville, TN, and targets 50 firm orders and purchase rights for an additional 50, a Mitsubishi release said
Mitsubishi Heavy Industries has signed a deal to buy Bombardier Inc.'s regional jet business for $550 million
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In the last three months milk has occupied very high places on the lists of users of shopping applications.
However, in May it fell from the first to the fifth position. Then ice cream became number one and it remained in June. Regardless of the season, shopping is most often planned on Sundays and Mondays. This is the least common on Fridays and Saturdays. Within 30 days, the consumer writes an average of 9 products. Customers in the Małopolskie, Mazowieckie and Śląskie voivodeships are the most active in this respect. The smallest residents of Świętokrzyskie, Lublin and Podlasie. The Biedronka, Lidl and Kaufland newspapers are winning the stage of planning visits in stores. The ranking closes Selgros and Stokrotka.
The most popular products Milk and butter were most often placed on shopping lists in April this year.In April, cheese came in third.
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