The fascist terrorist SAC has murdered around 1300 civilians since the coup, and is carrying out routine tortures and murders in its interrogations.
Under the guise of the chain of command from Min Aung Hlaing, the soldiers of SAC are cruelly torturing and murdering civilians and are taking pleasure in it.
we will be investigating and uncovering the officials of the fascist SAC who willingly participate in the inhumane investigations and their family members.
Such investigations are meant to bring the offenders who perpetrated the killings and tortures to justice and to be able to cast them away from society.
In Myeik, Tanintharyi, the SAC officials who are abducting civilians to investigate, torture and murder them are Lieutenant-Colonel Myo Min Tun and wife Daw Tin Min Nwe, and Military Affairs Security Officer Captain Wai Phyo Aung.
The two of them are the leading perpetrators of murders of civilians, shootings of protesters, murders of NLD supporters and party members, bombings of party offices and supporting Pyu Saw Hti militias.
Lieutenant-Colonel Myo Min Tun and Captain Wai Phyo Aung also carried out the arrest and torture of DVB journalist U Aung Kyaw.
DVB journalist U Aung Kyaw recounted his arrest at March 1, and the subsequent inhumane tortures he was subjected to.
Inhumane torture of DVB journalist U Aung Kyaw at the hands of SAC
“I was taken away in a car. It was not a military vehicle, but a civilian car full of soldiers. They brought me there, put a hat on me, made me bow down. They told me not to look up.
I think the place they took me to was the air base in Myeik, in front of the military base. They took me there and once I get off the car, all the soldiers hit me, made me kneel and punched me repeatedly in the face. It was terrible.
And then I think an SUV, an SUV arrived. He was an officer, I think. He must be pretty high up too. I couldn’t see his face because they had two pairs of car headlights on. They arrived in two cars.
And he said, “Is this the right guy?” And my captors said, “Yes, Sir.” And then he asked if they also took my phone. My captors said yes. And then he told then to take me away. And a senior official from Sa Ah Pha took me away.
When they came to capture me, and when I arrived at the compound, a lot of the soldiers were drunk. I could smell them. I was punched repeatedly in the face so I was very dizzy. And then they made me sit at the back of a military truck. Three Sa Ah Pha soldiers in civilian attire followed, and the officer said-
“Take him to the military base, and kill him on the way there,” to the soldiers. Of course they were threatening, but I knew they wouldn’t actually kill me.
They did torture me on the way there. They stabbed my face with a police baton. My eye and my nose were injured.
My left eye was swollen and closed shut. I couldn’t see anymore. So I covered it with my hand because I was afraid I’d get it there again. My nose was bleeding too. They hit my head with the baton. And then they read the news from other outlets and said, “All you journalists have no ethics, you dollar-hungry bastards, you traitors,” and the three soldiers repeatedly beat me on the truck.
And then they saw a news from BBC. It was about an hour after I was arrested. The headline was that the SAC soldiers robbed 4 lakhs from a house in Myeik during the crisis.
And they said it was the work of us journalists and thus it was my fault, showed me the news and kept beating me on the truck. And they took me to the anti-aircraft missile base outside the town. It’s the place outside Myeik.
Once we arrived there, they start beating me again, led by the officer who ordered to bring me there.
The torture was immense. I was bleeding all over my body. It was terrible. And they had a grudge about being widely dubbed “military dogs.” And for that, they said-
“No matter which government rules, we’re always called “military dogs.” We risk our lives for the country and you don’t even call us soldiers. You never write good things about the soldiers. You always write bad things about us. Did your editors teach you to write only bad things about us?”
They continuously tortured me. The kicked me, choked me with a rope, they burned my face and hands with cigarettes, like that. I didn’t say a thing. I didn’t answer to them.
They were going to rip my nails out. I had to endure it myself the methods of torture of fascists that I’d only read in books.
By that time, I couldn’t walk at all. A kick to the head missed and hit my hip, and I couldn’t walk at all.
They tortured me for about 2 hours at the guard post, and then they stopped, and threw me into custody.
About 20 minutes or half an hour after I got there, a military doctor came and checked my eyes. He asked me if I could see but my eye was closed shut from the injury and I couldn’t see a thing. I had to hold it with my hand. My eye was terribly swollen and my head was too. It was horrible.
And then they tried to tend to my wounds. Checked my eyesight and gave me meds. And they sent me back into custody. Next morning, they didn’t torture me anymore. More officers came to my captivity. Some were from Sa Ah Pha and some were police.
