Niamey accueille une campagne de sensibilisation pour la défense civile

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Plusieurs dizaines de personnes se sont rassemblées dans la capitale nigérienne à l’occasion de lancement de la campagne, rapporte un correspondant de Sputnik Afrique sur place.

À l’origine de l’initiative se trouve le Front patriotique pour la souveraineté (FPS).

“Vu la gravité de la menace le FPS a lancé l’activé de la défense civile pour dénoncer avec vigueur toute tentative d’atteinte à la souveraineté et à la sécurité du Niger et de son peuple”, a indiqué Bana Ibrahim, membre du mouvement.

Le général de brigade Assoumane Abdou Harouna, gouverneur de la région de Niamey, a apporté son soutien.

Source: Sputniknews.

Last Updated on 30/09/2024 by Elalie Konaté

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