DONOR ORGANS TAKEN FROM HOSTAGES

Salima Hasanova, the inhabitant of Kelbadjar (now refugee), tells many prisoners’ (frequenty – adolescents’) bone marrow was taken, some of them after several weeks returned to the cameras without one or both eyes (p. 26)

Jabrail Gurbanly (Karabakh war veteran, Major, was captured in the end 1993, freed by the Red Cross in January 2000):

“There were 23 men in our cell beside me. 5 were old, the rest 18 were young (not over 35). […] Armenians taunted us every day which they called ‘quality control’. They drew blood from the healthiest of us. […] The so-called ‘quality control’ was held according to the best Gestapo traditions. We had to stand outdoors in frosty weather for several hours without jackets. Those who could not tolerate were deprived even of water for three days.

Some of us were hanged upside down in the boss’s room (“boss” was the nickname of the head warden whose real name was unknown to us) not letting to fall asleep. The most enduring men were examined by the doctor, which was absurd at first sight.

Three men of our group were examined, their names were Ismail Melikov, Janpolad Muharramov and Arif Halafov. Next day one of the jailers ordered them in Russian: “Gather your rags, you’re moving”. When Arif tried to ask something the jailer switched him off with a gun butt. […] A week later they pushed Janpolad into the cell. This man who looked like Hercules seemed to have lost half of his weight. He was blind now and couldn’t lie on his back. We checked him and found a purple diagonal cut on the right side of back over his waist. It was about 7 or 8 cm long.

Then we understood where they were moving to. Janpolad died very soon, without saying a word”.

Mansurov Arslan (Karabakh war veteran, captured in 1992, freed in 1998):

"I was kept in the hostages camp located in Shusha... I had a shell in my leg so Armenians did not drag me to the hard works as they saw I could hardly walk. They gave me a broom and told to sweep the prison yard every morning. The yard should have always been clean as many important people used to visit that place.

The “important people” actually did arrive. The visits were usually sudden and the camp warden began whirling around the ‘paroy generals’ shining with golden tooth-crowns (as I learnt later, ‘paroy’ meant ‘sir’ in Armenian).

For dessert the generals outraged the Azerbaijani women. Some of the prisoners told me how armenians punished one of the women who spat to the face of general. They tied her to the tank on her hair and dragged until she died. On the occasion of national holidays the Azerbaijani girls were being driven on the top of tanks and armored machines naked and chained.

Armenians were taking kidneys and marrow from female hostages. […] the number of male hostages did not exceed 200 and they were used as the manpower on hard works. Those unable to tolerate it were deprived of life after their cornea was taken for transplantation. It looked like horseshoes being taken of the old horse before sending it to the knackery”.