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Boko Haram Kills Four, Raids Village For Food In Borno StateAt least four civilians were killed in Shuwari village, Konduga Local Government Area (LGA) of Borno State following an attack by Boko Haram terrorists. Early reports to SaharaReporters say that the Boko Haram attack took place Thursday night.


At least four civilians were killed in Shuwari village, Konduga Local Government Area (LGA) of Borno State following an attack by Boko Haram terrorists. Early reports to Sahara reporters say that the Boko Haram attack took place Thursday night.
In addition to the four reported deaths Boko Haram terrorists looted homes of residents and carted away foodstuffs. It has also been learned that they burned the village down before leaving.
Rescue workers told our Sahara Reporters correspondent that some fortunate villagers fled to Dailori camp for Internally Displaced People (IDPs) and Maiduguri, the Borno State capital, for safe refuge.
The Chairman State Emergency Management Agency, Satomi Ahmed, also confirmed the attack to our correspondent.
Mr. Ahmed said, "we have went to the village on Friday in the morning to evacuate the victims. Four people were killed. [Boko Haram] looted and carted away the food items before they set the whole village ablaze." Shuwari is about 13 miles away from Maiduguri, the Borno state capital.
Attacks and raids by Boko Haram has intensified with the murder of hundreds of civilians and the destruction of property in the millions of naira.
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