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In the early hours of the morning of January 15th 1966, a coup d’etat took place in Nigeria which resulted in the murder of a number of leading political figures and senior army officers.
This was the first coup in the history of our country and 98 percent of the officers that planned and led it were from a particular ethnic nationality in the country.

According to Max Siollun, a notable and respected historian whose primary source of information was the police report compiled by the Police’s Special Branch after the failure of the coup, during the course of the investigation and after the mutineers had been arrested and detained.

Names of the leaders of the mutiny were as follows:

*Major Emmanuel Arinze Ifeajuna,
*Major Chukwuemeka Kaduna Nzeogwu,
*Major Chris Anuforo,
*Major Tim Onwutuegwu,
*Major Chudi Sokei,
*Major Adewale Ademoyega,
*Major Don Okafor,
*Major John Obieno,
*Captain Ben Gbuli,
*Captain Emmanuel Nwobosi,
*Captain Chukwuka,
*…and Lt. Oguchi.

It is important to point out that I saw the Special Branch report myself and I can confirm Siollun’s findings. These were indeed the names of ALL the leaders of the January 15th 1966 mutiny and all other lists are FAKE.

The names of those that they murdered in cold blood or abducted were as follows:

*Sir Abubakar Tafawa Balewa, the Prime Minister of Nigeria (murdered),
*Sir Ahmadu Bello, the Sardauna of Sokoto and the Premier of the Old Northern Region (murdered),
*Sir Kashim Ibrahim, the Shettima of Borno and the Governor of the Old Northern Region (abducted),
*Chief Samuel Ladoke Akintola, the Aare Ana Kakanfo of Yorubaland and the Premier of the Old Western Region (murdered),
*Chief Remilekun Adetokunboh Fani-Kayode Q.C., the Balogun of Ife, the Deputy Premier of the Old Western Region and my beloved father (abducted),
*Chief Festus Samuel Okotie-Eboh, the Oguwa of the Itsekiris and the Minister of Finance of Nigeria (murdered),
*Brigadier Samuel Adesujo Ademulegun, Commander of the 1st Brigade, Nigerian Army (murdered),
*Brigadier Zakariya Maimalari, Commander of the 2nd Brigade, Nigerian Army (murdered),
*Colonel James Pam (murdered),
*Colonel Ralph Sodeinde (murdered),
*Colonel Arthur Unegbe (murdered),
*Colonel Kur Mohammed (murdered),
*Lt. Colonel Abogo Largema (murdered),
*Alhaja Hafsatu Bello, the wife of the Sardauna of Sokoto (murdered),
*Alhaji Zarumi, traditional bodyguard of the Sardauna of Sokoto (murdered),
*Lateefat Ademulegun, the wife of Brigadier Ademulegun who was 8 months pregnant at the time (murdered),
*Ahmed B. Musa (murdered),
*Ahmed Pategi (murdered),
*Sgt. Daramola Oyegoke (murdered),
*Police Constable Yohana Garkawa (murdered),
*Police Constable Musa Nimzo (murdered),
*Police Constable Akpan Anduka (murdered),
*Police Constable Hagai Lai (murdered),
*and Police Constable Philip Lewande (murdered).

In order to reflect the callousness of the mutineers, permit me to share under what circumstances some of their victims were murdered and abducted.

Sir Abubakar Tafawa Balewa was abducted from his home, beaten, mocked, tortured, forced to drink alcohol, humiliated and murdered after which his body was dumped in a bush along the Lagos-Abeokuta road.

Sir Ahmadu Bello was killed in the sanctity of his own home with his wife Hafsatu and his loyal security assistant Zurumi.

Zurumi drew his sword to defend his principal whilst Hafsatu threw her body over her dear husband in an attempt to protect him from the bullets.

Chief S. L. Akintola was gunned down as he stepped out of his house in the presence of his family and Chief Festus Okotie-Eboh was beaten, brutalised, abducted from his home, maimed and murdered and his body was dumped in a bush.

Brigadier Zakariya Maimalari had held a cocktail party in his home the evening before which was attended by some of the young officers that went back to his house early the following morning and murdered him.

Brigadier Samuel Ademulegun was shot to death at home, in his bedroom and in his matrimonial bed along with his eight-month-pregnant wife Lateefat. Colonel Shodeinde was murdered in Ikoyi Hotel,

whilst Col. Pam was abducted from his home and murdered in a bush.

Most of the individuals that were killed that morning were subjected to a degree of humiliation, shame and torture that was so horrendous that I am constrained to decline from sharing them in this contribution.

The mutineers came to our home as well which at that time was the official residence of the Deputy Premier of the Old Western Region and which remains there till today. After storming our house and almost killing my brother, sister and me, they beat, brutalised and abducted my father Chief Remi Fani-Kayode.

What I witnessed that morning was traumatic and devastating and, of course, what the entire nation witnessed was horrific. It was a morning of carnage, barbarity and terror. Those events set in motion a cycle of carnage which changed our entire history and the consequences remain with us till this day.

It was a sad and terrible morning and one of blood and slaughter. My recollection of the events in our home is as follows;

At around 2am my mother, Adia Aduni Fani-Kayode, came into the bedroom which I shared with my older brother, Rotimi, and my younger sister Toyin. I was six years old at the time. The lights had been cut off by the mutineers so we were in complete darkness and all we could see and hear were the headlights from three or four large and heavy trucks with big loud engines.

The official residence of the deputy premier had a very long drive so it took the vehicles a while to reach us. We saw four sets of headlights and heard the engines of four lorries drive up the driveway.

The occupants of the lorries, who were uniformed men who carried torches, positioned themselves and prepared to storm our home whilst calling my father’s name and ordering him to come out. My father courageously went out to meet them after he had called us together, prayed for us and explained to us that since it was him they wanted he must go out there.

He explained that he would rather go out to meet them and, if necessary, meet his death than let them come into the house to shoot or harm us all. The minute he stepped out they brutalised him. I witnessed this. They beat him, tied him up and threw him into one of the lorries.

The first thing they said to him as he stepped out was “where are your thugs now Fani-Power?” My father’s response was typical of him, sharp and to the point. He said, “I don’t have thugs, only gentlemen.”

I think this annoyed them and made them brutalise him even more. They tied him up, threw him in the back of the lorry and then stormed the house. When they got into the house they ransacked every nook and cranny, shooting into the ceiling and wardrobes. They were very brutal and frightful and we were terrified.

My mother was screaming and crying from the balcony because all she could do was focus on her husband who was in the back of the truck downstairs. There is little doubt that she loved him more than life itself.

“Don’t kill him, don’t kill him!!” she kept screaming at them. I can still visualise this and hear her voice pleading, screaming and crying. I didn’t know where my brother or sister were at this point because the house was in total chaos.

I was just six years old and I was standing there in the middle of the passage upstairs in the house by my parents’ bedroom, surrounded by uniformed men who were ransacking the whole place and terrorising my family.

Then out of the blue something extraordinary happened. All of a sudden one of the soldiers came up to me, put his hand on my head and said: “Don’t worry, we won’t kill your father, stop crying.” He said this to me three times. After he said it the third time I looked in his eyes and I stopped crying.

This was because he gave me hope and he spoke with kindness and compassion. At that point, all the fear and trepidation left me.

With newfound confidence, I went rushing to my mother who was still screaming on the balcony and told her to stop crying because the soldier had promised that they would not kill my father and that everything would be okay.

I held on to the words of that soldier and that morning, despite all that was going on around me, I never cried again.

Four years ago when he was still alive I made contact with and spoke to Captain Nwobosi, the mutineer who led the team to our house and that led the Ibadan operation that night about these events.

He confirmed my recollection of what happened in our house saying that he remembered listening to my mother screaming and watching me cry. He claimed that he was the officer who had comforted me and assured me that my father would not be killed.

I have no way of confirming if it was really him but I have no reason to doubt his words. He later asked me to write the foreword of his book which sadly he never launched or released because he passed away a few months later.

The mutineers took my father away and as the lorry drove off my mother kept on wailing and crying and so was everyone else in the house except for me. From there they went to the home of Chief S.L. Akintola a great statesman and nationalist and a very dear uncle of mine.

My mother had phoned Akintola to inform him of what had happened in our home.

She was screaming down the phone asking where her husband had been taken and by this time she was quite hysterical. Chief Akintola tried to calm her down assuring her that all would be well. When they got to Akintola’s house he already knew that they were coming and he was prepared for them.

Instead of coming out to meet them, he had stationed some of his policemen inside the house and they started shooting. A gun battle ensued and consequently, the mutineers were delayed by at least one hour.

According to the Special Branch reports and the official statements of the mutineers who survived that night and who were involved in the operation, their plan had been to pick up my father and Chief Akintola from their homes in Ibadan, take them to Lagos, gather them together with the other political leaders that had been abducted and then execute them all together.

The difficulty they had was that Akintola resisted them and he and his policemen ended up wounding two of the soldiers that came to his home. One of the soldiers, whose name was apparently James, had his fingers blown off and the other had his ear blown off. After some time, Akintola’s ammunition ran out and the shooting stopped.

His policemen stood down and they surrendered. He came out waving a white handkerchief and the minute he stepped out, they just slaughtered him. My father witnessed Akintola’s cold-blooded murder in utter shock, disbelief and horror because he was tied up in the back of the lorry from where he could see everything that transpired.

The soldiers were apparently enraged by the fact that two of their men had been wounded and that Akintola resisted and delayed them. After they killed him, they moved on to Lagos with my father.

When they got there, they drove to the Officer’s Mess at Dodan Barracks in Ikoyi where they tied him up, sat him on the floor of a room, and placed him under close arrest by surrounding him with six very hostile and abusive soldiers.

Thankfully, about two hours later he was rescued, after a dramatic gun battle by loyalist troops led by one Lt. Tokida who stormed the room with his men and who was under the command of Captain Paul Tarfa (as he then was). They had been ordered to free my father by Lt. Col. Yakubu Gowon who was still in control of the majority of troops in Dodan Barracks and who remained loyal to the federal government.

Bullets flew everywhere in the room during the gunfight that ensued whilst my father was tied up in the middle of the floor with no cover. All that yet not one bullet touched him!

This was clearly the Finger of God and once again divine providence as under normal circumstances few could have escaped or survived such an encounter without being killed either by direct fire or a stray bullet. For this, I give God the glory.

Meanwhil, three of the soldiers that had tied my father up and placed him under guard in that room were killed right before his eyes and two of Takoda’s troops who stormed the room to save him lost their lives in the encounter.

At this point, permit me to mention the fact that outside of my father, providence also smiled favourably upon and delivered Sir Kashim Ibrahim, the Shettima of Borno and the Governor of the Old Northern Region from death that morning.

He was abducted from his home in Kaduna by the mutineers but was later rescued by loyalist troops. When the mutineers took my father away, everyone in our home thought he had been killed.

The next morning a handful of policemen came and took us to the house of my mother’s first cousin, Justice Atanda Fatai-Williams, who was a judge of the Western Region at the time. He later became the Chief Justice of Nigeria.

From there we were taken to the home of Justice Adenekan Ademola, another high court judge at the time, who was a very close friend of my father and who later became a judge of the Court of Appeal.

At this point, the whole country had been thrown into confusion and no one knew what was going on. We heard lots of stories and did not know what to make of them anymore. There was chaos and confusion and the entire nation was gripped by fear.

Two days later, my father finally called us on the telephone and he told us that he was okay. When we heard his voice, I kept telling my mother “I told you, I told you.”

Justice Ademola and his dear wife who was my mother’s best friend, a Ghanaian lady by the name of Aunty Frances, were weeping with joy. My mother was also weeping as were my brother and sister and I just kept rejoicing because I knew that he would not be killed and I had told them all.

I believe that whoever that soldier was that promised me that my father would not be killed was used by God to convey a message to me that morning even in the midst of the mayhem and fear. I believe that God spoke through him that night.

Whoever he was, the man spoke with confidence and authority and this constrains me to believe that he was a commissioned officer or a man in authority. These mutineers who carried out this mutiny and coup were not alone: they got some backing from elements in the political class who identified with them.

Some have said that it was an Igbo coup whilst others have said that it was an UPGA (referring to the political alliance between the Action Group and the NCNC) coup but that is a story for another day.

Whatever anyone calls it or believes, two things are clear: the consequences of the action that those young officers took that night were far-reaching and the way and manner in which they killed their victims was deplorable and barbaric.

Such savagery had never been witnessed in our shores. There has never been another night like that and the results of that night have been devastating and profound.

In my view, not enough Nigerians appreciate this fact. Some in our country cannot forgive those who participated in the mutiny and though I do not share that sentiment or disposition, this is understandable.

Others believe that those young men (they were all in their 20s) did the right thing and claim that those killings were necessary and heroic. This is a sentiment which I not only despise but which I also find unacceptable and appalling. There is nothing heroic about rebellion and the cold-blooded murder of innocent and defenceless men and women.

The coup affected the country in an equally profound manner because the events of that night led to a counter-coup six months later. It was a devastating and disproportionate response.

Sadly after that came the horrendous pogroms and slaughter of the Igbo in the north which eventually led to the civil war in which millions of people died, including innocent children. This was also horrendous and deplorable.

Yet the bitter truth is that if the new head of state, General Johnson Aguiyi-Ironsi, who himself happened to be Igbo, had done the right thing and actually prosecuted the ringleaders of the coup namely Major Kaduna Nzeogwu, Major Anufuro, Major Ademoyega, Major Timothy Onwuatuegwu, Captain Emmanuel Nwobosi, Captain Okafor, Captain Ben Gbulie and all the other young officers that planned and executed the mutiny of January 15th 1966 after it was crushed, there would have been no northern revenge coup six months later.

I have not added Major Emmanuel Ifeajuna (who was actually the leader of the coup) to the list because he could not have been locked up or prosecuted by General Aguiy-Ironsi simply because he ran away to Ghana immediately after the mutiny in Lagos failed and after he and his co-mutineers were routed by Lt. Col. Jack Yakubu Gowon and his gallant officers.

For some curious reason after the coup was successfully crushed, General Aguiyi-Ironsi just locked these young mutineers up and he refused to prosecute them. This bred suspicion from the ranks of the northern officers given the fact that Aguiyi-Ironsi himself was an Igbo.

The suspicion was that he had some level of sympathy for the mutineers and the fact that they did not kill him during the course of the mutiny only fuelled that suspicion.

The northern officers also felt deeply aggrieved about the wholesale slaughter of their key political figures that night.

In my view, not enough Nigerians appreciate this fact. Some in our country cannot forgive those who participated in the mutiny and though I do not share that sentiment or disposition, this is understandable.

Others believe that those young men (they were all in their 20s) did the right thing and claim that those killings were necessary and heroic. This is a sentiment which I not only despise but which I also find unacceptable and appalling. There is nothing heroic about rebellion and the cold-blooded murder of innocent and defenceless men and women.

The coup affected the country in an equally profound manner because the events of that night led to a counter-coup six months later. It was a devastating and disproportionate response.

Sadly after that came the horrendous pogroms and slaughter of the Igbo in the north which eventually led to the civil war in which millions of people died, including innocent children. This was also horrendous and deplorable.

Yet the bitter truth is that if the new head of state, General Johnson Aguiyi-Ironsi, who himself happened to be Igbo, had done the right thing and actually prosecuted the ringleaders of the coup namely Major Kaduna Nzeogwu, Major Anufuro, Major Ademoyega, Major Timothy Onwuatuegwu, Captain Emmanuel Nwobosi, Captain Okafor, Captain Ben Gbulie and all the other young officers that planned and executed the mutiny of January 15th 1966 after it was crushed, there would have been no northern revenge coup six months later.

I have not added Major Emmanuel Ifeajuna (who was actually the leader of the coup) to the list because he could not have been locked up or prosecuted by General Aguiy-Ironsi simply because he ran away to Ghana immediately after the mutiny in Lagos failed and after he and his co-mutineers were routed by Lt. Col. Jack Yakubu Gowon and his gallant officers.

For some curious reason after the coup was successfully crushed, General Aguiyi-Ironsi just locked these young mutineers up and he refused to prosecute them. This bred suspicion from the ranks of the northern officers given the fact that Aguiyi-Ironsi himself was an Igbo.

The suspicion was that he had some level of sympathy for the mutineers and the fact that they did not kill him during the course of the mutiny only fuelled that suspicion.

The northern officers also felt deeply aggrieved about the wholesale slaughter of their key political figures that night.

In my view, that, together with Aguiyi-Ironsi’s insistence on promulgating the Unification Decree which abolished the federal system of government and sought to turn Nigeria into a unitary state, made the revenge coup of July 29, 1966 inevitable.

The revenge coup was planned and led by Major Murtala Ramat Mohammed (as he then was) and it was supported and executed by other young northern officers like Major TY Danjuma (as he then was), Major Martins Adamu and many others.

This is the coup that was to put Lt. Col. Jack Gowon (as he then was) in power and when they struck it was a very bloody and brutal affair.

The response of the northern officers to the mutiny and terrible killings that took place on the night of January 15, 1966 and to General Aguiyi-Ironsi’s apparent procrastination and reluctance to ensure that justice was served to the mutineers was not only devastating but also frightful.

Three hundred army officers of Igbo extraction who were perceived to be sympathetic to the January 15 mutineers were killed that night including the Head of State General Aguiyi-Ironsi and the military governor of the old Western Region who was hosting him, the courageous Colonel Adekunle Fajuyi. This was very sad and unfortunate.

What happened on the night of January 15, 1966 was indefensible, unjustifiable, unacceptable, unnecessary, unprovoked and utterly and completely barbaric.

I beg to differ with those who believe that there was anything good about such a mutinous bloodbath and this is especially so given the fact that it was carried out by a small handful of ungrateful, cowardly and treacherous men.

Blood calls for blood: when you shed blood, other people want to shed your own blood as well and sadly this is the way of the world. The minute the shedding of blood in the quest for power becomes the norm we are all diminished and dehumanised: and this applies to both the perpetrators and the victims.

The January 15 coup set off a cycle of events which had cataclysmic consequences for our country and which we are still reeling from today.
I repeat with greater detail, this included the Northern ‘Revenge’ coup of July 29, 1966 in which 300 Igbo officers and an Igbo Head of State (Gen. Aguyi-Ironsi) were killed, the pogroms in the north in which over 30,000 Igbo civilians were killed and a civil war in which a reported 3 million Igbos (including 1 million children) and hundreds of thousands of Nigerians were cut short.

What a tragedy!

Coups may have happened in other countries in Africa but that did not mean that it had to happen here. In any case, the amount of blood that was shed on the morning of January 15, 1966 and the number of innocent people that were killed was unacceptable.

It arrested our development as a people and our political evolution as a country. Had it not happened, our history would have been very different. May we never see such a thing again. Yet regardless of the pain of the past, I believe that we should do all we can to put these matters behind us.

We must not allow ourselves to become prisoners of history. Rather than being propelled by pain and bitterness and becoming victims of history, we must learn from it, be guided by it and move on.

We must learn to forgive, even if we do not forget and, equally importantly, we must first establish the truth about those ugly events and understand what actually transpired.

What happened that night traumatised the nation. None of us has been the same since. I can identify with that because I was a part of it, I witnessed it and I was a victim of it. Yet by God’s grace and divine providence, my father’s life was spared: not because he was special but simply by the grace of God.

Every day I think about those that were killed that night and I remember their families. We share a common bond and we are all partakers of an ugly and frightful history.

I tell myself: “Were it not for divine providence, my father would have also died and I would not have been what I am today, because he was the one who educated me and did everything for me.”

If nothing else I know there was a purpose for that. We must resolve among ourselves that never again will people be attacked in their homes, dragged out, abducted and shot like dogs in the middle of the night.

Never again will women, wives, children and the unborn be slaughtered in this way.
Never again shall we witness such barbarity and wickedness in our quest for power.
Never again must any Nigerian suffer such brutality and callousness.

May the souls of all those who were murdered on January 15, 1966 continue to rest in peace and may God make Nigeria great again.

kettykin:
A fascinating story, but let’s dig deeper. What truly triggered this coup? Wasn’t its original intention to free Awolowo from prison and install him as prime minister? If so, why has history been distorted to present only one side of the story?

As usual, the one sides story seeks but to scapegoat the igbos. No one talks about another group of igbos led by Aguiyi Ironsi and Odumegwu Ojukwu that stepped in to restore government.

Godwin4444:
y are u Igbos like this for crying out loud?

How many times have we laid that lie to rest that they wanted to free awolowo cos of d coup?

The coup was not about awolowo but Igbos greed for power, so if it was about freeing awolowo, y did nnamdi azikwe n ojukwu had issues about d war he embarked on?

Guy it's Igbos greed to have it all that led to d war n not trying to free awolowo

What's d relationship between awolowo n Igbos that Igbos will go out all their way to kill all those people simply because of one Yoruba man?

So u wanted to free awolowo but killed everyone aside from people from your tribe?

Guy u Igbos can't rewrite history

PressMyButton:
https://x.com/realFFK/status/1879437809972601086?t=8zH6JkaGjrPHW8HUd5qxkA&s=19[/quote]oga leave book for DELE

Looking4Trouble:
Same ungrateful people want to rule Nigeria. It will never happen

PressMyButton:
ronus like adolfhitlerxxx godwin4444 maasoap liltjay 🐒 will readily agree with me that if not for those young soldiers of Valor,all koneheaded structures would've been bowing down to and dobaleing for emirs in the whole of SW 😁😁
There would've been emirs everywhere 🤣🤣🤣

kettykin:
No Igbo is crying here. What we’re witnessing is pure selective amnesia, FFK. You’ve conveniently jumped into the middle of the book, ignoring the critical beginning.

Let’s set the record straight: Awolowo was rotting in prison, serving time for treasonable felony—a lost cause in every sense of the word. Western Nigeria was under a state of emergency, chaos engulfed the region, and no one was weeping for him. Yet, here you are, fast-forwarding to a chapter where a group of military officers stepped in to restore order, conveniently skipping the blood-soaked prologue.

Even more hypocritical is your silence on Awolowo’s eventual forced suicide, a tragic culmination that elicited no national mourning. Or the thousands slaughtered during Operation Wetie, victims of unspeakable violence. Where were the tears then?

And now, you dare shed crocodile tears when soldiers tear each other apart but turn mute when the same horrors are inflicted on innocent civilians? Spare us the double standards. This is not selective memory—it’s deliberate hypocrisy.

kettykin:
A fascinating story, but let’s dig deeper. What truly triggered this coup? Wasn’t its original intention to free Awolowo from prison and install him as prime minister? If so, why has history been distorted to present only one side of the story?

As usual, the one sides story seeks but to scapegoat the igbos. No one talks about another group of igbos led by Aguiyi Ironsi and Odumegwu Ojukwu that stepped in to restore government.

gidgiddy:
January 15th, the only coup children of hate remember, out of many that occured in Nigeria, so they can call it 'Igbo coup'

But once you suggest that Igbo should be allowed to go their way as Biafra, they will be ready to fight civil war

Biodun556:
It is a brutal coup, even wives wear not spared. Kaduna Nzegwu was boasting of how killed Ahmadu Bello in a video

kettykin:
A fascinating story, but let’s dig deeper. What truly triggered this coup? Wasn’t its original intention to free Awolowo from prison and install him as prime minister? If so, why has history been distorted to present only one side of the story?

As usual, the one sides story seeks but to scapegoat the igbos. No one talks about another group of igbos led by Aguiyi Ironsi and Odumegwu Ojukwu that stepped in to restore government.

MasterJayJay:
1966 came first before 1947?

Go and read about Jos riot 1947 where they massacred Igbo people.

crestedaguiyi:
Heheheheje.

This is the only way FFK and Reno can be noticed .

crestedaguiyi:
Heheheheje.

This is the only way FFK and Reno can be noticed .

Godwin4444:
tell us what happened?

We already know u Igbos are trying to rewrite history n we won't let that happen

Your excesses were curtailed since then n no one will dare dine with evil people thereafter again