Muslim Militants
02-05-2004, 22:30
The three Farragut stealth blockade runners (supplied by IDF/found on the black market), in full IDF colors, slowly cruised towards one of the IDF's largest ports. She was manned by an all Muslim crew as they sailed into the Jewish port... The Farragut blockade runners were IDF-produced ships and were very common in their ports, so this, in no way, stood out. Call signs were given by an IDF Navy defector who agreed to assist the muslims, he gave the port's command center the correct ID and filled out the correct information that he was asked. THe ships were allowed into port.
As the first Farragut class blockade runner neared the port, she slightly turned starboard and cruised along the row of ships. The crew had dubbed this ship as 'Freedom'. She sailed along a large dock structure and she slowly slid to a halt, the crew threw the ropes over and fastened part of the ship to the dock... Some others fastened the ship's chains to the dock superstructure and stabilized the ship. A gangway was set up to the dock and a few of the crew casually strolled up the ramp and greeted a few dockhands approaching... The two groups quietly passed each other until the muslims turned around, three of them brought their arms around the necks of the three dockhands and flexed their muscles nearly cutting their air supply, each one also grabbed the side of the dockhands' faces and swiftly snapped it to the right, snapping their necks... The other three muslims took the bodies and carefully hid them in a 'grove' of crates, unnoticeable to anyone except for someone standing but a few feet away.
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The second ship, nicknamed 'Allah's Sword' by her fierce crew, came to dock at the merchant section... She fastened herself to the dock and dropped a gangway, a dozen crewmembers hustled onto the dock and headed for the shipping control's office.
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The final ship, as there were no more docking stations left, sat in the open water, she had just a skeleton crew but held something a bit more surprising...
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In about half an hour, the primary operation was complete, they had done it with supreme secrecy at the nearly abandoned port (it was Sunday, after all), except for the military guards watching over the IDF naval vessels in the port. They were shot and killed courtesy of a dozen snipers with silenced rifles on board the third ship, sitting in the harbor. No one noticed what was happening in the shipyard. In order to complete the first operation, the men dropped off by the ships met up with about a dozen dockhands that were going to assist the Muslims in completing the operation. They would get paid handsomely.
About ten minutes later, hell broke loose as three dozen massive explosions ripped through the port, most of them occuring on the hulls of IDF Navy vessels or foreign merchant ships. The dockhands had perpetrated this part of the operation, the crates unloaded by the ships were crates filled with explosives and detonators, the crates were moved to where the IDF navy ships were and set beside the ships. Usually, one crate would be aways away but only feet from the ship's hull, the rest of the crates, mistaken for disposable food stuffs, as they were marked, were loaded aboard the IDF naval ships. Most of the explosions occured within the IDF naval ships, although a few occured outside, ripping holes the size of large vans in their hulls, at their waterline. At least eight ships were targeted, although there could've been twelve to fifteen.
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As the explosions occured, dockhands and personnel began appearing from inside the main compound, they were quickly shot and killed via the many extremists that had now leaked around the port.
As chaos erupted, the third ship, in the harbor, stirred with movement. Nearly thirty extremists piled onto her decks, they were armed with M16A2s with grenade launchers and RPG-7V launchers. RPGs rocketed through the air as they impacted the conning towers of the IDF naval vessels, rockets slammed into the IDF ship's guns, hulls, radar domes, communications towers, anything. The air was quickly filled with rocket exhaust. The men with the grenade launchers haphazardly fired at the IDF merchant vessels, explosions erupting on their decks and control centers... A rocket propelled grenade impacted the side of a fully loaded petrol tanker, it erupted into flames and engulfed the ships near it.
As explosions occured left and right, nearly 120 men, all armed with IDF-supplied M16/M203s flooded onto the docks, they fired grenades into the parked ships and opened fire on any IDF personnel running around on the decks... They mainly targetted IDF cannons on their naval ships, although many were sinking, or their decks were bubbled up from the explosions within... Some twenty of the extremists flooded into a nearby IDF merchant ship, they met one man with a pistol, he was killed instantly by a hail of bullets, the men went all through the ship, killing anyone they found. They planted a twenty pound semtex charge near the ship's fuel tanks and scrambled out, detonating it when they were far enough away, sending the rear half of the ship into the air after the fuel ignited. A couple of the men fell forward from the blast, one was hit by a chunk of steel.
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Some 50 extremists piled out of the vessels and headed out of the port into the city around... They quickly rendesvous'd with muslims they had recruited in the city. The second phase of the operation was to commence... Twenty of the extremists piled into two vans and they headed down the city's main street. As they rolled down the street, they opened fire with their M16s, wipiing out civilians, police officers, anyone they had in their sights. They came up to a police station and clambered out of their vans... Twelve of the men covered the eight others as they lobbed grenades from their M203s into the police station, a dozen explosions ripped the building apart while the rest shot anyone who ran out... One extremist fired a grenade into a car across the street, it exploded and killed a woman instantly. They heard the wailing of a police siren and turned around, a half dozen police cars were en route to the area... Ten thumps were heard with whistling as the grenades sailed through the air and impacted the street ahead of the cops, one swerved into a building, another straight through, three were hit by the grenades and blew up, destroying two others. The rest either swerved or stopped. Gunfire erupted onto the police cruiser that drove through the flames, its tires popped and its window shattered, the police inside went limp and their car swerved through the street before hitting a parked car... Another volley of grenades wiped out the surviving police... They quickly piled into their van and squeeled out of the vicinity, heading for the nearest government post. Two extremists hunt out the door and shot the guards in front of the city's government office (Like city hall or whatever) and rammed through the gate... The men hustled out and into the office... Shots rang out as many people were killed inside... Explosives were set and the city's mayor as well as most of the government officials in the building were taken hostage, all non-essential people were shot and killed, their bodies littering the building. Two extremists ran out to the vans, one jumped in each and they pulled off of the lawn and into the street... One rumbled towards another police station, a few police ran into the street and opened fire on the van, but to no avail, they shattered the windows and put a few holes in the front, but nothing serious, the driver steered the van right into the police compound, detonating the two-hundred pounds of explosives inside, killing most of the police. The second van drove to the otherside of town, dodging police vans and barricades, it found itself at the main power transformer station, a sprawling complex that would soon be turned into twisted metal frames... The van crashed through the steel fence around the area and straight into a massive transformer, the 600 pounds of explosives detonated and destroyed the main transformer, shutting down power to the entire city.
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By that time, IDF aircraft had came into view... Men aboard the third ship pulled up their RPG-7Vs, Stingers, and MILAN launchers. Rockets streaked through the air, one slamming into an IDF helicopter. Another hitting a low flying aircraft. More gunfire erupted as the extremists opened fire on the aircraft and on security personnel across the port.
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Elsewhere in the IDF, another IDF civilian, recruited by the Muslim Militants, was already at work at the nuclear power plant where he was employed and has been employed for the last six months. He was a radioactive materials technician and repeatedly made forays into the heart of the reactor and had intimate knowledge of the control rod and coolant system. He glanced at his watch. It was 4:28 PM. 'Close enough', he thought to himself. He headed into the technical room near the reactor where he would normally check over everything at 4:30 and make sure everything was running smoothly. However, this time, he was angry. Angry at his country for its treatment of the Islamic populace. It was time to ruin the IDF, to make them pay for what they have done. And what he was about to do was his role in this grand operation. He quickly went to work... Snapping the wire to a camera that overviewed the room... He received a radio call on his 2-way: "Camera out in technical room, level one."
He replied into his headset: "Yeah, its the one that always goes out when its too warm..."
The control room reply: "Roger, keep us up to date down there."
"Will do." was his reply... He half smiled as he pulled out the control cables that were connected to the monitors and sensors in the reactor room, keeping tab on the nuclear reactions going on inside. The night before, when he had to stay late to fix a malfunction in the room, he had tampered with their gages, monitors, and equipment. They all read the same levels of information and would not change, no matter how hot the reactor got, they would never know what was about to hit them... He quickly snagged the controls to the control rods and hit the emergency over-ride, normally this would sound an alarm, he had cut that out as well. He dropped the control rods as far as they go, making the reactions inherently unstable and exponentionally increasing the heat factor. He glanced at his watch... Ten minutes and his shift would be over. Twelve minutes and he would be driving down the road. Fifteen minutes, the reactor would over-heat and melt-down, destroying it and the contaminating the land and air for some time, probably killing many of the civilians in the city nearby. He glanced at the monitors in the room, they were flashing red with warnings of overheating. He disconnected them and walked up the stairs and into the hall. He nodded to another technician that was heading to the plumbing department. He stuck his head into the control room and said, "I'm out, see ya guys later".
"Yep, later"
He nodded as he caught a glimpse of what their attention was focused on, the TV, and the news of the actions in the IDF port city... He smiled and turned away, heading out the door and to his car. He handed the security guard an ID and drove out the gate and down the road. He had gone about two miles before the reactor hit critical temperature. Twenty seconds later, everyone there was dead. Another thirty seconds later, power was gone. And after, that, he had no idea... He was gone too.
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EDIT: Finished it... I think, there may have been more I forgot.
As the first Farragut class blockade runner neared the port, she slightly turned starboard and cruised along the row of ships. The crew had dubbed this ship as 'Freedom'. She sailed along a large dock structure and she slowly slid to a halt, the crew threw the ropes over and fastened part of the ship to the dock... Some others fastened the ship's chains to the dock superstructure and stabilized the ship. A gangway was set up to the dock and a few of the crew casually strolled up the ramp and greeted a few dockhands approaching... The two groups quietly passed each other until the muslims turned around, three of them brought their arms around the necks of the three dockhands and flexed their muscles nearly cutting their air supply, each one also grabbed the side of the dockhands' faces and swiftly snapped it to the right, snapping their necks... The other three muslims took the bodies and carefully hid them in a 'grove' of crates, unnoticeable to anyone except for someone standing but a few feet away.
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The second ship, nicknamed 'Allah's Sword' by her fierce crew, came to dock at the merchant section... She fastened herself to the dock and dropped a gangway, a dozen crewmembers hustled onto the dock and headed for the shipping control's office.
------
The final ship, as there were no more docking stations left, sat in the open water, she had just a skeleton crew but held something a bit more surprising...
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In about half an hour, the primary operation was complete, they had done it with supreme secrecy at the nearly abandoned port (it was Sunday, after all), except for the military guards watching over the IDF naval vessels in the port. They were shot and killed courtesy of a dozen snipers with silenced rifles on board the third ship, sitting in the harbor. No one noticed what was happening in the shipyard. In order to complete the first operation, the men dropped off by the ships met up with about a dozen dockhands that were going to assist the Muslims in completing the operation. They would get paid handsomely.
About ten minutes later, hell broke loose as three dozen massive explosions ripped through the port, most of them occuring on the hulls of IDF Navy vessels or foreign merchant ships. The dockhands had perpetrated this part of the operation, the crates unloaded by the ships were crates filled with explosives and detonators, the crates were moved to where the IDF navy ships were and set beside the ships. Usually, one crate would be aways away but only feet from the ship's hull, the rest of the crates, mistaken for disposable food stuffs, as they were marked, were loaded aboard the IDF naval ships. Most of the explosions occured within the IDF naval ships, although a few occured outside, ripping holes the size of large vans in their hulls, at their waterline. At least eight ships were targeted, although there could've been twelve to fifteen.
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As the explosions occured, dockhands and personnel began appearing from inside the main compound, they were quickly shot and killed via the many extremists that had now leaked around the port.
As chaos erupted, the third ship, in the harbor, stirred with movement. Nearly thirty extremists piled onto her decks, they were armed with M16A2s with grenade launchers and RPG-7V launchers. RPGs rocketed through the air as they impacted the conning towers of the IDF naval vessels, rockets slammed into the IDF ship's guns, hulls, radar domes, communications towers, anything. The air was quickly filled with rocket exhaust. The men with the grenade launchers haphazardly fired at the IDF merchant vessels, explosions erupting on their decks and control centers... A rocket propelled grenade impacted the side of a fully loaded petrol tanker, it erupted into flames and engulfed the ships near it.
As explosions occured left and right, nearly 120 men, all armed with IDF-supplied M16/M203s flooded onto the docks, they fired grenades into the parked ships and opened fire on any IDF personnel running around on the decks... They mainly targetted IDF cannons on their naval ships, although many were sinking, or their decks were bubbled up from the explosions within... Some twenty of the extremists flooded into a nearby IDF merchant ship, they met one man with a pistol, he was killed instantly by a hail of bullets, the men went all through the ship, killing anyone they found. They planted a twenty pound semtex charge near the ship's fuel tanks and scrambled out, detonating it when they were far enough away, sending the rear half of the ship into the air after the fuel ignited. A couple of the men fell forward from the blast, one was hit by a chunk of steel.
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Some 50 extremists piled out of the vessels and headed out of the port into the city around... They quickly rendesvous'd with muslims they had recruited in the city. The second phase of the operation was to commence... Twenty of the extremists piled into two vans and they headed down the city's main street. As they rolled down the street, they opened fire with their M16s, wipiing out civilians, police officers, anyone they had in their sights. They came up to a police station and clambered out of their vans... Twelve of the men covered the eight others as they lobbed grenades from their M203s into the police station, a dozen explosions ripped the building apart while the rest shot anyone who ran out... One extremist fired a grenade into a car across the street, it exploded and killed a woman instantly. They heard the wailing of a police siren and turned around, a half dozen police cars were en route to the area... Ten thumps were heard with whistling as the grenades sailed through the air and impacted the street ahead of the cops, one swerved into a building, another straight through, three were hit by the grenades and blew up, destroying two others. The rest either swerved or stopped. Gunfire erupted onto the police cruiser that drove through the flames, its tires popped and its window shattered, the police inside went limp and their car swerved through the street before hitting a parked car... Another volley of grenades wiped out the surviving police... They quickly piled into their van and squeeled out of the vicinity, heading for the nearest government post. Two extremists hunt out the door and shot the guards in front of the city's government office (Like city hall or whatever) and rammed through the gate... The men hustled out and into the office... Shots rang out as many people were killed inside... Explosives were set and the city's mayor as well as most of the government officials in the building were taken hostage, all non-essential people were shot and killed, their bodies littering the building. Two extremists ran out to the vans, one jumped in each and they pulled off of the lawn and into the street... One rumbled towards another police station, a few police ran into the street and opened fire on the van, but to no avail, they shattered the windows and put a few holes in the front, but nothing serious, the driver steered the van right into the police compound, detonating the two-hundred pounds of explosives inside, killing most of the police. The second van drove to the otherside of town, dodging police vans and barricades, it found itself at the main power transformer station, a sprawling complex that would soon be turned into twisted metal frames... The van crashed through the steel fence around the area and straight into a massive transformer, the 600 pounds of explosives detonated and destroyed the main transformer, shutting down power to the entire city.
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By that time, IDF aircraft had came into view... Men aboard the third ship pulled up their RPG-7Vs, Stingers, and MILAN launchers. Rockets streaked through the air, one slamming into an IDF helicopter. Another hitting a low flying aircraft. More gunfire erupted as the extremists opened fire on the aircraft and on security personnel across the port.
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Elsewhere in the IDF, another IDF civilian, recruited by the Muslim Militants, was already at work at the nuclear power plant where he was employed and has been employed for the last six months. He was a radioactive materials technician and repeatedly made forays into the heart of the reactor and had intimate knowledge of the control rod and coolant system. He glanced at his watch. It was 4:28 PM. 'Close enough', he thought to himself. He headed into the technical room near the reactor where he would normally check over everything at 4:30 and make sure everything was running smoothly. However, this time, he was angry. Angry at his country for its treatment of the Islamic populace. It was time to ruin the IDF, to make them pay for what they have done. And what he was about to do was his role in this grand operation. He quickly went to work... Snapping the wire to a camera that overviewed the room... He received a radio call on his 2-way: "Camera out in technical room, level one."
He replied into his headset: "Yeah, its the one that always goes out when its too warm..."
The control room reply: "Roger, keep us up to date down there."
"Will do." was his reply... He half smiled as he pulled out the control cables that were connected to the monitors and sensors in the reactor room, keeping tab on the nuclear reactions going on inside. The night before, when he had to stay late to fix a malfunction in the room, he had tampered with their gages, monitors, and equipment. They all read the same levels of information and would not change, no matter how hot the reactor got, they would never know what was about to hit them... He quickly snagged the controls to the control rods and hit the emergency over-ride, normally this would sound an alarm, he had cut that out as well. He dropped the control rods as far as they go, making the reactions inherently unstable and exponentionally increasing the heat factor. He glanced at his watch... Ten minutes and his shift would be over. Twelve minutes and he would be driving down the road. Fifteen minutes, the reactor would over-heat and melt-down, destroying it and the contaminating the land and air for some time, probably killing many of the civilians in the city nearby. He glanced at the monitors in the room, they were flashing red with warnings of overheating. He disconnected them and walked up the stairs and into the hall. He nodded to another technician that was heading to the plumbing department. He stuck his head into the control room and said, "I'm out, see ya guys later".
"Yep, later"
He nodded as he caught a glimpse of what their attention was focused on, the TV, and the news of the actions in the IDF port city... He smiled and turned away, heading out the door and to his car. He handed the security guard an ID and drove out the gate and down the road. He had gone about two miles before the reactor hit critical temperature. Twenty seconds later, everyone there was dead. Another thirty seconds later, power was gone. And after, that, he had no idea... He was gone too.
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EDIT: Finished it... I think, there may have been more I forgot.