On the shores of the Mediterranean, in his sumptuous 5-story villa, Abdul Majeed could have continued
to lead a peaceful life. From its terrace overlooking the sea, this rich lawyer displays
proud of his success. Tell me, you have a beautiful house! Yes thank you very much. But in his country, Libya, one thing he lacks above all else. I have a good situation. My family too. But what we lack,
it's freedom. That's why you have
took up arms? Yes, with my friends. And if he took up arms,
it is only in Tripoli, took place this week,
a historic event. One by one, the last bastions
loyal to Colonel Gaddafi, fall under rebel attacks. The jubilant crowd cheers the rebels, who have just taken over the neighborhood
general of Colonel Gaddafi. In recent days, Tripoli has also
been the scene of abuses, s***, massacres, perpetrated by both camps
and condemned by Amnesty International. But that's not what they want
show us the rebels, who accepted the presence
of our camera. This Tuesday, August 23, Abdul Majeed has swapped his summer outfit, against his commander's fatigues. All day he took part
to these violent battles and they parade in what was,
yesterday again, one of the emblematic places
of the Gaddafi regime. It was here that he organized ceremonies
where people sang and danced. And there you see, that's where they held meetings, with a lot of people. You see what's left of it. Fallen three days earlier, the dictator's palace is no longer
only a bad memory, a vestige that we make
visit obligingly, to foreign journalists. Come see, here,
it was the meeting room. His office. He watched films there. That was the projector. He projected them there. After the office, the bathroom. This is one of those bathrooms. Look where he was showering,
this filthy! But the palace is a real labyrinth there are many underground passages
where could hide, Gaddafi soldiers. There are lots of tunnels here. There are some that lead to the airport
and other places. We need to inspect them. But he won't have time. Gaddafi's soldiers,
always in ambush, launch a counter-offensive. The commander and his men
are forced to retreat. There are always people
who are fighting. It's nothing. We may need
three days to get it over with. Now we're going to go to our
headquarters in Tripoli. There is chaos in the city. Commander Abdul Majeed will have to
change vehicle 3 times, during the trip. Come on ! While almost all of Tripoli
is in the hands of the rebels, the situation never
been so dangerous. Some take advantage of the surrounding disorder
to settle personal accounts. Arriving at HQ, the commander
is called to the rescue. A man has just been injured,
victim of attempted murder. He is a former civil servant
and visibly, he hadn't just made friends. What happened ? A car hit me. I do not know
the men inside, but they had weapons. I tried to escape, but a second
vehicle hit me even harder. Don't worry,
there is a medical center here. The man tries to reassure himself by reciting
the first surah of the Quran. It is on a portrait of Gaddafi that we
wipe your feet before entering, in the command room. Rebel leaders take stock
on the situation. Every day,
we have operations. We try, for example,
to protect the banks, public buildings. And after the Revolution,
we will resume our normal activities. On this paper,
valuable information, this is the address of a villa where
would be hiding from Gaddafi's soldiers. They want to attack him, but they don't
will not say more in front of the camera. I told you, some of our decisions
are secret. While waiting for this new mission, the fighters admire
their last prize of war. This weapon, we just recovered it
during the assault on Gaddafi's headquarters. They were shooting at us with it. I never used it,
but that's not a problem. I will learn. I'm going to act like Gaddafi
was in front of me. Most of them
are novices, who have temporarily left
their profession, time to go to war. Me, I'm just a simple engineer
in computer science. I don't know anything about guns. A cannon usually used
to destroy the planes. The rebels use it to shoot
on Gaddafi's troops. This one is really crazy! At nightfall,
during this period of Ramadan, it's time for them
to eat to regain strength. An impromptu buffet in the parking lot
from their headquarters. Where does this food come from? Neighbors,
people around. These are families from Tripoli. Who help the revolutionaries. And they bring this every day? Yes every day. In solidarity with the rebels,
they are inhabitants, who feed their troops. On the menu this evening, there is couscous
with chicken and olives. A moment of rest which does not make them
forget their goals. We'll get their skin on the snipers. At only 17 years old, young Sléma takes
weapons for the first time in his life. How did you learn to shoot? By instinct. All Libyans know this
at birth. God allowed me not to be afraid. But on the organizational side,
it leaves something to be desired. Tonight, the boss is furious. These fighters have just arrived
in reinforcement of Benghazi, 600 kilometers away. Commander Abdul Majeed
had charged 2 men, to find them a place to sleep. But they are not there
and he loses patience, in front of his undisciplined troops. What is this amateur work? Person
Don't listen to me, it's not possible! Now I want everything
the world obeys me! There is no car
to take them! Provide us with cars. He will finally find a solution
to accommodate them for the night. The next day, the commander
is still so angry. Where is my car? What is this organization? You let
everyone enter this barracks! But it's time to go into battle. On board the convoy, Khaled, 24 years old. This English teacher took the
weapons after being imprisoned, During three months. We will only stop when
all Gaddafi's men, will be eliminated one by one. To give yourself courage, these young rebels shoot in the air, but they are quickly cropped
by their elders. Save the cartridges, guys! Don't waste! Avoid shooting into the air. Shoot when there's something,
otherwise it's useless. The man does not think so well to say,
because a few moments later, the atmosphere completely changes. I do not feel it. They're going to shoot us. Shots erupt from all sides. Impossible to know where they come from. Arrived near the property
Gaddafis, the commander's men rush. But they don't find anyone. The owners have left
half an hour ago. The owners have left
and are you telling me now? Listen to this one, take it! The commander and his troops are
arrived too late and the informant, didn't warn them, which causes once
plus his anger. Come on, bring it up!
Are you kidding us? Cleared ! Get on! The place was deserted
before their arrival, but government forces
left some traces of their passage. Come see, we found a small plane. In the middle of the room, this drone. It's an unmanned plane. Gaddafi only used it at night. It was used to do
aerial photos. - To watch you?
- Exactly. It looks like this room was used to
listening and surveillance operations. But the rebels are on their guard. They fear that the Gaddafis
have left trapped objects. So that, I think it's
photo film, to put in the drone. I don't care, me
I'm ready to die. It's victory or death! Do you think it's almost over? God willing, it will be over quickly. The drone will be returned to HQ
like a trophy. This weekend, the rebels believe they have conquered
95% of Libyan territory. They still have to bring down
the last pockets of resistance and if possible,
arrest Colonel Gaddafi.
