Interdiction, W.Addison Gast [room on the broom read aloud .txt] 📗

late afternoon when they finally stopped for a rest under some large pepper trees. The Llamas that were with the mountain men were led into a small grazing area where there was a spring and plenty of grass. They had just sat down in a circle and began to talk about Lahore when the helicopter came over the ridge and passed directly over them.
“Do not look up! Do not look at the aircraft!” yelled the Indian.
The Helicopter with the Indian insignia turned and continued over the valley and headed directly east.
“They sometimes take photographs of our groups on these trails and then compare them with photographs taken the day following to track where we travel.” Said the Indian. “If they do not have your face in the image, it is of no value to them unless you have another special characteristic. It is always best to just look down at the ground until the aircraft is gone. Remember that.”
When they again started up the trail Haydar noticed the Indian looking over his shoulder and several times across the canyon or valley they were passing through. He would stop, raise his hand, make a motion and then continue. It was close to nightfall when the group came to a very steep incline in the side of the mountain. All had to dismount and pull the horses up the incline and then literally shove them through a very narrow crevice that led to a large rock that overhung the trail. The trail continued on through the crevice and on to a very small area just large enough for the llamas and horses to stand next to each other as they were in a corral. Haydar then noticed the cloth covering over the entire area. It was brown and in the dusk of the evening, you could not tell it was camouflage. It appeared to be all part of one big rock. When Haydar looked closely at the tops of the surrounding rocks, he could see men hiding in the rocks covered with the same brown cloth. They all had either RPG or large machine guns next to them. The Indian dismounted and with the older tribesman, walked under the enormous rock overhang and went to the end where there was again, a piece of the same brown cloth hanging to cover a very small opening. The Indian motioned for all to come follow him into the cavern and as they entered, Haydar saw the sides of the entrance were hiding more than fifteen men with guns. They appeared to be reading, talking and cleaning their weapons. The group continued into the cavern and the opening that was so small turned into a very large room lighted by torches and one electric light at the far end. A spring ran out of the side of the wall and down through a hole at the bottom of the cavernous room. Across the room there was another opening that had been worked on to make a flat area about the size of a basketball court. The rocks from the excavation were piled across the middle of the room. On top of the rocks was a very small and precarious walkway leading to the basketball court area. The group with the exception on the older tribesman walked across the walkway into the large area and was told to be comfortable on pillows made of llama hides and rags. The cave was very mild in temperature compared with the ninety degree heat outside. One of the guards came over to the group and brought some dates and figs on a tray. He instructed them to stay where they were and be silent. He told them the next person that would talk to them insisted that they make no noise, do not talk among themselves while he spoke and not to ask questions so that he may give them the benefit of his entire time. The group all agreed.
It was almost two hours later when they were instructed to sit up and pay attention to the person entering the area. The man came over to the group and with his five companions walking with him, sat in front of the group. It was after dark and even with the torches lighted; it was not possible to see if this person was a tribesman, Indian or Taliban.
“You are a very special group of warriors that have been given the blessings of Allah to complete your mission to the Infidel land of America.” Started the voice. It was in Farsi and very clear. The man spoke with a staccato-like continuous stream of rhetoric that echoed what the strong one had told them in their camp. He continued;
“You are trained in your mission requirements and I am confident that you will perform in the most outstanding way to warrant the praise of Allah. But what about after you accomplish this first mission? What do you do in the land of infidels that are searching for you each and every day? You must learn the ways of the lone wolf. Al-Muhajr is such a lone wolf in America. I ask you to listen to what he tells you and learn each day you are walking the land of the infidel after your first mission.. “Sleeper cells are walking around the infidels’ land using different cover methods and white names that don’t attract American internal security’s attention, but that is not what terrifies the FBI in particular and internal American security in general. It’s our lone wolves that disrupt their tranquility and sleep” In clandestine activities, a “sleeper” is an operative who establishes deep cover to evade security forces and accomplish his mission in hostile environments.
Let me give you some of the basic skills to succeed in your following missions if you are to become a lone wolf for the Supreme cause as outlined by Al-Muhajr the professor of terror in the minds of Americans and their governmental agencies. The tall man repositioned his legs and drank from a goatskin. He then began a very interesting and detailed explanation of what was expected of these warriors in front of him this evening.
• “The sleeper should have excellent command of the local language, accent and slang.
• The sleeper’s appearance must not reveal their Arab or Islamic origins. To pretend to be of Hispanic extraction is preferable; therefore sleepers should learn Spanish and use Hispanic aliases.
• The sleeper must carry false identity documents, which are easily obtained in the United States. False identities must be used when buying munitions, shotguns or night vision equipment, etc. from licensed Wal-Mart stores or other shopping centers.
• Sleepers must choose their place of residence very carefully. The preferred choice of residence is in multicultural neighborhoods while eschewing areas frequented by drug dealers to avoid scrutiny from the Drug Enforcement Administration (DEA).
• The sleeper should learn martial arts and keep fit for personal protection.
• The sleeper must become highly literate in computers and the internet.
• The sleeper should become an expert in surveillance, counter-surveillance and observation.
• The sleeper should train with sniper rifles, especially U.S.-made weapons that are easily obtainable within the country. Al-Muhajr recommends five different types of U.S.-made rifles.
• The sleeper should train with assault pistols with silencers, the weapon of choice for assassinations.
• The sleeper should learn to prepare explosive belts and explosive charges big enough to booby-trap a small car.

Al-Muhajr will tell you “It’s a well-known fact that the perfect sleeper is the highly trained loner risking less chance of compromise. It takes one mistake by a cell member to compromise the entire cell.” To conclude, al-Muhajr cites the case of John Allen Muhammad, the serial killer who carried out sniper attacks in the Washington, DC metropolitan area in 2002. Muhammad was eventually captured because the fingerprints of his younger accomplice, Lee Boyd Malvo, were found at a crime scene. Therefore, al-Muhajr cautions, sleepers must be careful not to let their guard down at any time: “The lone wolf doesn’t worry about security penetrations.”

Although going under deep cover in Western society may involve contradicting certain aspects of our Islamic ideology, Salafi-Jihadis can justify certain unreligious practices under the principle of “deterring the bigger evil with a smaller evil.” Hence, the American law enforcement agencies know that profiling for possible sleepers must include ideology-oriented variables. This is what the FBI will look for and you must become adept at covering. Because no matter how well the sleeper assimilates to a foreign society, close scrutiny is bound to uncover certain latent and unavoidable habits.”
The man continued to speak with a very direct and strong voice, looking at each person in front of him as he did so.
“Soon you will be in the land of the American infidel and starting to assimilate into their society. You mission is a very important one and you each must remember that it only takes one person to fulfill the task assigned to you. You have lost one of your team but you continue on in the ways of the Muhadeen. Allah will be proud of you when your task is accomplished.” With this, the man turned and left the cavern with the soldiers he previously entered with.
The team was then given llama hides to sleep in and some food for the evening. A special campfire had been made for them in an area close to the wall of the huge cavern. Just before the fire started to die down one of the women from the hill tribe that obviously had been residents to this place for a long time, brought Badra a special carrier for the two glass jars of the X437. It was handmade of llama skin and had straps and ties that would hold the deadly fluid firmly and safely during transport. The team went to sleep as the fire died and the only sounds in the cave were the flying bats as they entered and exited.
The following morning the group started to make better time as they moved closer to the Indian border. The grassland and hills were occupied by farmers and goat herders who , although they saw the strangers, made no signs of wanting to communicate. The team followed the trail for several miles across the valley and then had started again up a rocky mountain path when they came upon a dirt road. The leader of the group brought all the animals up to the road and ordered Badra’s team to walk up the road to a spring in the side of the mountain and wait. He took the animals back to the trail they had come up the hill on and gave them to one of the mountain men to take back to the valley. He then returned to where Badra was standing and as they were talking, a large SUV type vehicle came slowly around the curve and stopped about one hundred fifty feet from the group. The man made two hand signals to the vehicle driver and it came over to the springs and six armed men, including the driver exited and shook hands with the man. All of the men that came up in the SUV pulled different supplies and back packs off the vehicle and moved on down the trail to where the llamas and horses were. The exchange took only a few minutes and they were gone again headed down the trail.
The Indian then ordered the group to get into the SUV and they headed back the direction the vehicle had come. It was nearly noon when they came around a curve in the small mountain road and were immediately confronted with a problem. An Indian mountain patrol comprised of four men driving an American