The World Must Stop Myanmar Junta’s Terror Air Attacks on the Civilians in Liberated Regions

Kyaw Zan, Opinion

Global Arakan Network November 8, 2025

Junta Jet Fighters and Killed Civilians in Arakan

In the shadowed corridors of global indifference, the Myanmar junta unleashes a barbaric symphony of destruction from the skies, wielding sophisticated warplanes and drones sourced from Beijing and Moscow to slaughter the very people it pretends to govern. This regime, a pariah masquerading as a sovereign authority, stands among the rarest breeds of tyrants: one that deploys cutting-edge aerial arsenals against its own populace in a grinding civil war.

The majority of Myanmar's citizens have long repudiated this cabal of generals, yet it clings to power through rivers of blood, bombing villages, schools, and displacement camps into oblivion. No veneer of legitimacy can cloak this atrocity; it is state-sponsored terrorism, pure and visceral, enabled by enablers who profit from chaos.

Credible tallies from monitoring entities paint a harrowing picture: since the 2021 coup, junta airstrikes have claimed between 4,000 and 5,000 civilian lives, a conservative ledger of horror that likely undercounts the carnage in remote territories. Junta mouthpieces, ever eager to deflect, trot out tired excuses—intensifying clashes, alleged insurgent sympathizers, or regrettable "collateral damage."

These are bald-faced lies, fabrications designed to sanitize war crimes. Independent verifications dismantle such narratives time and again, revealing patterns of deliberate targeting: markets obliterated mid-day, religious gatherings reduced to rubble, humanitarian convoys vaporized without warning. This is not warfare's fog; it is calculated extermination, a strategy to terrorize populations into submission by making survival itself a lottery.

The depravity sharpens in liberated zones, those hard-won enclaves where resistance forces have ejected junta troops, fostering fragile breaths of autonomy and normalcy. Here, absent frontline skirmishes, airstrikes serve no military purpose—they are unadulterated acts of vengeance, raining death from above on communities daring to defy.

In Arakan alone, these assaults have extinguished at least 443 innocent lives and maimed 1,015 more since November 2023, the bulk stemming from premeditated strikes on static, unarmed targets. No clashes justify jets screaming overhead to bomb weddings or rice fields; this is terror weaponized by foreign-supplied hardware, turning liberation into a death sentence. The junta's aerial campaign exposes its frailty: unable to reclaim ground, it opts for annihilation from afar, betraying a regime rotten to its core.

China, that self-anointed arbiter of regional stability, bears indelible complicity. As the junta's lifeline—furnishing jets, missiles, and diplomatic cover—Beijing wields unmatched sway over Naypyidaw's warlords. Yet it watches passively as its backyard descends into inferno, prioritizing opaque interests over human decency.

A true great power would wield its leverage ruthlessly: halt arms flows, choke financial arteries, demand an immediate ceasefire on civilian bombings. National reconciliation demands no less; perpetual slaughter guarantees only endless instability, spilling refugees and unrest across borders. Russia, too, fuels this machine with blood-soaked exports, but China's proximity and influence make it the pivotal player.

The international community cannot avert its gaze any longer. Sanctions must bite deeper, arms embargoes enforced with ironclad resolve, and diplomatic isolation absolute until the skies fall silent. Liberated regions represent hope's fragile embers—people rebuilding amid ruins, governing themselves with dignity.

To allow their pulverization is to acquiesce in genocide by altitude. The world has the tools to end this nightmare: unite in condemnation, starve the junta of its aerial terror, and force a path to peace. Anything less betrays not just Myanmar's afflicted, but humanity's dwindling moral compass. The bombs fall today; tomorrow, accountability must rain down.