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Shahid Mohammad Reza Mustmand

Mohammad Reza Mostamand Mohammad Reza Mustmand Father's name: Mohammad Ali Date of Birth: ۱۳۴۳/۱۲/۱۶ Place of Birth: Ferdows Date of Martyrdom: ۱۳۶۴/۵/۶ Martyrdom Site: Majnoon Island Burial Place: Ferdows Dispatcher Unit: Army Soldier


Text of martyr Mohammad Reza Mustmand's will In the name of God, the merciful giver of my bride on the front and my bride is martyrdom and the roar of cannons and mortars will read my marriage and with a cover of warm and red blood I will make up for my lover Allah Ala'aj Jalala in the philosophy of the joy of machine guns and the rainfall of lead in the chamber of the bride's trenches will embrace martyrdom and all the Shi'a of my body that will be golbaran to boot. Clenched fists and takbir will make it to the place of love, and my daughter-in-law will bear the testimony and name of my son Azadi and I will give you freedom from here, do not be the ones who are "Fadh al-Dhi Al-Tayyim". First, greetings to the spirit of God the superman of the uncompromising history of that uncompromising vice-president of imam zaman Khomeini's second idol-breaker greetings to the Ayatollah… Montazeri, the supreme jurist of imam's hope and the third ummah, greetings to my great father, who is the myth of resistance, the fourth greeting to the kind and caring and hardworking mother who have worked so hard for me, this kind parent that if their son's body is handed over to them with the satisfaction of vaspas and sugar on the grave and the last greetings to my friends and all my brothers and sisters and greetings to the brothers and sisters of the party… Who follow the velayat-e faqih and say warm and pleasant greetings to the siblings who ate accusations and insults in the way of Islam and resisted like a seedling, so that the muzzle of gossip makers rubbed those shrewd hypocrites to the ground and could Maland at the end of the day again warm greetings to you dear and kind parents and even my dear sisters and brothers, yes, loving parents for you should be proud that such a child is raised in The way of the Qur'an will sacrifice his life.** The martyr is not dead, he is alive. You have no right to cry for me and if you cry for the oppression of Hussein, you give me sweets in the assembly and say congratulations to you because I gave my islam live blood and every moment in the journey of the kingdom I revive my organs in the holy color of blood and this is the pure blood of Hussein that fountains from the bodies of his oppressed children, this is our Karbala which this time in the face of the Great Satan The scene of the needle is formed in the form of sadness and in front of Yazid and Haramla and many children who are all gathered in the face of a filthy America and my dear and kind parents I have not been a good boy for you so far I hope to forgive my loving parents and brother and sister and I am ashamed of you dear parents that I sad you. Goodbye to all of you I hope you will forgive me. Many of you dear parents thank you for raising me and what you have worked to do to leave me in the graves of martyrs in the door of other martyrs of Ferdows. God, god, keep the narration to Mehdi Khomeini bye, thank you all Mohammad Reza Mustamand

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