Les Émirats arabes unis accusent l’armée soudanaise d’avoir attaqué la résidence de leur ambassadeur à Khartoum

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« L’armée soudanaise doit assumer l’entière responsabilité de cet acte lâche », a déclaré le ministère des Affaires étrangères dans un communiqué.

 Le ministère des Affaires étrangères des Emirats arabes unis (EAU) a annoncé qu’un avion de l’armée de l’air soudanaise avait frappé la résidence du chef de la mission diplomatique émiratie à Khartoum.

« Les Emirats arabes unis condamnent fermement l’attaque brutale contre la résidence du chef de la mission émiratie à Khartoum, qui a été prise pour cible par un avion de l’armée soudanaise, causant de graves dommages au bâtiment. L’armée soudanaise doit assumer l’entière responsabilité de cet acte lâche », a déclaré le ministère des Affaires étrangères dans un communiqué.

Le ministère a déclaré que la partie émiratie « enverra une note de protestation à la Ligue arabe, à l’Union africaine et aux Nations unies contre l’attaque des forces soudanaises, qui constitue une violation flagrante du principe fondamental de l’inviolabilité des bâtiments diplomatiques ».

La situation au Soudan s’est aggravée en avril 2023 en raison de désaccords entre le commandant de l’armée Abdel Fattah al-Burhan et le chef des Forces de soutien rapide (RSF) Mohamed Hamdan Dagalo. Les principaux désaccords entre eux portent sur le calendrier et les méthodes de formation d’une force armée unifiée.

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Last Updated on 30/09/2024 by Elalie Konaté

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