The Falcon
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DEADLOCK1
Prologue
In the middle of the night, the sky is covered in pure darkness by the clouds.
It was 2:00am , the perfect time for the cold wind to take place, the perfect alibi for a rendezvous. Flying in the cold mist of the sky, a helicopter approaches a small island which embodies a military base. Soldiers patrolling the field, communication systems being set, shipments of weapons being loaded to a storage room what was going on? It was a weapons facility, who was running it was unknown, even communication satellites were established.
The Island was known as the "Isle of youth". The myth was whoever stayed on the Island and found the fountain of youth will remain young forever, it was a perfect tourist location but the island had been inhabited by a small group of soldiers.
Something was happening there though, for a helicopter to be approaching it at this time it had to be something big. It involved weaponry and whoever was selling them was on that island.
But there were more, consisting of programmers networking the area, soldiers and computer hackers. Apparently the helicopter was being expected with the watch tower scanning the skies as it approached the island. The man expecting it stood at the landing site waiting for its arrival. He moved back and lowered himself for the mighty wind caused by the helicopter's propellers.
His guest was the governor of Cuba, he was a corrupt politician whose goals was war and domination his name was, Miguel Juarez he was being hosted by Alonzo Rahiem Jamarh an arms dealer and NSA's most wanted terrorist.
Jamarh was quiet and calmed man but that's just a rouse, he was dangerous, deadly and very cynical. He had a body count rate of 99 in killing enforcers and civilians who gets in his way. Jamarh's main goal was to bring fear and distraction into the U.S. in order to continue his arms dealership without interference from the government, he's also a skilled swordsman, he carried a sword inside his hollow cane with a bronze handle. His famous weapon was a 20callibor gun. His features was a pale face, blonde hair, a dark beard with green eyes and a scar on the right side of his neck, he got that scar when he confronted a CIA operative which he killed in Cancun. With the body, stature, and mind of a soldier he was ready for anything, he had power from Juarez, his troops in other to achieve Jamarh's goal. Federal agents were prohibited to enter Cuba without official authority from an enforcer who is head of security or from the governor.
The process was moving forward as planned and all systems were set only thing left were the satellite access codes from NASA's system which was being hacked by Jamarh's network system codenamed, "Deadlock".
Deadlock was the system which accessed him to military programs from specific locations, with it no army could stop him, when Juarez heard about this technology he decided to fund his project so he could have first seat experience.
"Is everything set?" Jamarh asked one of his soldiers.
"Yes sir" he said "Everything is almost ready".
"Excellent" Jamarh said feeling comfortable.
Jamarh heard the mighty whirl of the helicopter and knew his guest had arrived.
Jamarh arranged to meet the political leader on this island. As he walked to the helicopter launch, he lowered his body to avoid the force of the propellers blowing on the landing gear as Governor Juarez descends from the copter to meet Jamarh in person. "Welcome Governor, hope you had a good flight." He said assisting him down.
"Let's get down to business Jamarh, hope your presentation is worth it."
"Don't worry it is" He said confidently "As you can see, the operation is ready for display" showing him the system. Juarez did not seem to all impressed.
"I'm spending money on this operation Jamarh, its going take more than a screen saver to make feel comfortable."
Jamarh felt a little insulted about his comment, he spent three years on this project to let it be insulted as a screen saver but he ignored it knowing he'll feel satisfied after the demonstration.
"You'll be able to sleep easy about this" Jamarh said reassuring him about it. He opened the system and entered a binary code. "Do you know about the new warship being tested by the U S navy?" He asked Juarez.
"No I don't" He said feeling a little curious about why he asked. The warship was sailing through the Caribbean Sea right in front of them, it was meant to be tested in Cape Canaveral's Base 12 for training that's when Jamarh thought of it as a perfect test subject. Dead Lock could log its way into any connection and give a link to the hacker. There was a satellite used to link it to the target, it was set on the roof of Jamarh's station. It pinpointed a network to track down other systems even missile launching-sites. Five months ago Jamarh smuggled some missile hardware from a connection in Russia and shifted it to this Island with a little help from Juarez and set them up as missiles.
Leading now to the warship known as "the S.S.Mantis" was passing at the exact location, Jamarh couldn't miss. He ordered his men to link Deadlock to the ship's computer system and a few of his soldiers to retrieve the missiles
inside the warship.
"Is target in sight?" He asked commanding his crew
"Yes sir" one of the operators said.
"Then with no further delays" He said smiling as he looked at a very intrigued Juarez. The satellite was tuning in to the S.S.mantis' signal.
On the ship, a team of marine experts were sending messages to their destined location.
"This is Mantis to Base." One of the Operators said "Can you read me?" He asked repeatedly until someone picked up
"Base here reading you, over" The receiver from the other line said. "How far are you from base" He asked
"We are about 500 kilometers from base."
"Copy" He replied.
Back in the warship, something was happening, the alarm was shut down strangely, causing the commander to rush to the navigation room. Captain Summers requested a status report.
"What's the situation Jones?" The Captain asked. the ship's power was fluctuating, the computers were shutting down
"There's an interference in the ships system."
"Try and get it back online"
"Sir the system is disabled and nothing is working"
"SOUND THE ALARM THIS IS NOT A DRILL!" The captain roared. One of the sailors broke the safety glass, a banshee erupted all naval officers ceased their current duty to evacuate the Mantis.
Back on the island Jamarh peered through his binoculars and smiled sinisterly. Phase 1 was complete the strategy was in order to claim victory, you must first disarm your enemy, the Mantis was the enemy and now it was disarmed.
"Take a look Governor" He said feeling pleased.
"Impressive" Juarez said admiring the systems power
"This is just part 1" Jamarh said as Juarez looked curious to
know what was next. Jamarh ordered his troops to set the warheads ready.
There was a torpedo launchers revealed from the base, Jamarh peered through his binoculars again, his men were awaiting his orders.
"Is the motion censors activated?" He asked looking at his target.
"Yes sir" the operator said accessing DEAD LOCK.
"Then load the WXL-5" He ordered. Juarez looked at him with horror.
"Are you crazy?" Roared a horrified Juarez "You'll kill us all"
"Patience" Jamarh said finding pleasure seeing Juarez whimper.
Juarez was no soldier, matter of fact he was a coward he had never faced full combat in his life he only hid under the powerful seeing them as an advantage to overthrow. Before he could fight at war he had to be prepared, thus leading to Jamarh's machine once he was informed of this he funded Jamarh's operation through the Cuban economy.
A guard activated the system and the island revealed a launcher with two torpedoes set to the targeted ship. Jamarh waited for a second for the ship to start to lose full power Juarez looked at him again. Apparently Jamarh's little device really revolutionized his form of war.
Jamarh stared at the sunken warship the shouted "FIRE!" two WXL-5 were fired into the sea destined to reach their target.
The crew of the Mantis couldn't escape and they couldn't send an SOS. Base tried to contact them but no signal.
"Mantis this Base 12 can you hear me?!" The operator asked.
"Mantis this base 12 can you hear me?!" He repeated still no response. Back on the island the torpedoes where at close range to the warship still floating, the crew was bruised due to the ships halt. Some had cuts, others had wounds. The captain gained consciousness and ordered his crew to put out an SOS but the problem was the ship had no power and the computers were crashed.
The crew had to evacuate the ship; the captain passed the message down to the crew. They followed each other to the escape hatch. Attached with the life vests to help them move towards the leaking ship
"How tight is the hatch?" The captain asked one of the men.
"It's secured sir" he said forcing the tight hatch.
"KEEP TRYING" He shouted. They had to evacuate the ship before it fully reaches the bottom.
The other crewmen held on to the rail of the ship as it kept sinking down.
"Detach the life raft" He told another crewman, he followed his orders as the life rafts were inflated most of the crew got on it, others tried to release the hatches. As they succeeded in opening it, the first raft came out. At that moment they saw the two torpedoes heading their way.
They alerted the crew but it was too late the scream of one of the crewmen signaled the others as the two torpedoes exploded into the ship causing a huge explosion. A splash of water covered the sea again. Base 12 saw the two missiles on the radar and saw the cursor of the warship disappear. They tried to communicate with the ship but no signal. Programmers try to contact the ship but still no response something bad had happened to the ship; worse, the crew were dead. The explosion wiped out everything, as the ship was severed and sank to its watery grave.
The operators fell silent in grief and remorse.
What happened? Everything once going perfect they checked their status again no signal.
The two torpedoes were detected to be WXL-5, Russian warheads but why would they want to attack?
This was a crisis, they contact the Navy base to inform them of the tragedy. Once they were informed they tried to contact the Mantis in any hope of survivors but even so how would they respond back?
"Mantis, this is base 12 can you read me?!" An operator asked. He repeated himself but no response, they were declared dead. One of the operators showed him the image and speed of the torpedoes they deciphered the code of that type of torpedoes.
"Call Washington" The commander said "We have a situation."
Back on the island Jamarh didn't need his binoculars to see the explosion it was so big that it couldn't be missed.
"Well Governor, I can see you've gotten your moneys worth"
"Incredible!" said a mouth open Juarez "With something like this I can destroy a whole nation"
"So are we in business?" Jamarh asked.
"Oh yes" Juarez said feeling eager "However you know I cannot be linked with this?"
"I'm aware Governor as long as you keep local authorities from being suspicious about anything here."
"Don't worry there's a restriction for anyone to be on this island without a legal rights." He said calmly "Not even U.S. authority has any rights."
"Good, Well this demonstration is over I suggest you get back to your politics before people get curious about what you do with your spare time."
Juarez agreed and was escorted to his helicopter.
"Soon everything will be in place." Jamarh said feeling confident in his new project. . .
A new Breed of Danger...