Tuesday, March 25, 2014

Missing Plane Flight HM370 to New York City – The President Spills the Beans

Today, President Obama at The Hague mistakenly let the cat out of the bag when he mentioned that he was more concerned with a nuclear bomb going off in Manhattan than Russia’s move into the Crimea. Telling the world that he suspected something was up on the terrorist front was not good chess and his little slipup definitely alerted Ali and his band of al Qaeda suicide bombers who were frantically preparing Flight HM370 for its nonstop into the heart of America’s financial district Manhattan, New York.  
Dave had put two and two together while flying over the Arctic Circle on his way to Afghanistan. When all data was confirmed he notified the Secretaries of Defense, State and the President of his findings that this plane was hijacked and was to transport one of the old Soviet Union’s biggest nuclear bombs to New York City.
Dave had a general idea where Flight HM370 was, but he had to get closer with George's laptop to make a more definitive call for air strikes. He was in a race for time and one delay could have devastating consequences.
It was obvious that the President was shook-up over the news while he was attempting to convince his remaining six partners in the now G-7 to increase sanctions on President Putin of Russia. He felt haggard and lost with his wife in China picking up commie tips from the masters on media and mind control.
A cig sure sounded good right about now!

Ali’s men cleaned out the large cargo hold of the Boeing 777 for their bomb that could eventually make the most expensive real estate in the world worthless for the next hundred years. Ali knew New York after spending much of his youth there going to the same University that President Obama attended. Funny, he never saw him either, as the clock kept ticking for Flight HM370’s rendezvous with the big apple. – From the Novel “Now the Eagle” by N.P.Contompasis 

Friday, March 14, 2014

Missing Plane Flight HM370 One Way Nonstop to New York City

Ali could no longer stand the smell coming from his comrade being one of 24 al Qaeda so-called freedom fighters jammed in twelve caskets in the cargo hole of flight HM370 bound for Beijing, China from Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia. He gave the signal from his cellphone for all to emerge vampire like with weapons in hand.
Ali turned the radar jamming device on that was loaded in a crate marked fragile glass and the boldest takeover of any commercial airliner was about to begin.
He knew he had only five minutes before the crew in the cockpit realized they weren’t being tracked and they had to move fast. With military precision the 24 emerged through a little known duct that led into the passenger compartment. They quickly put on their gasmasks and released the poisonous gas grenades rendering all on board near death.
They quickly broke through the cockpit door where the plane was still on autopilot with four unconscious crew members still in their seats.
Ali quickly took over the controls, pointed the plane down and northwest towards a little known airstrip on the plains of Pakistan where he had a special addition for this Boeing 777, a five hundred megaton hydrogen nuclear bomb once owned by the Soviet Union.
Seven hours later and on the ground, a crew of fifty loaded the airliner to the brim with fuel and dumped the mostly Chinese passenger’s bodies into three trucks that were taken to a deep hole twenty miles away.
Ali was now captain of this missile of death that was now heading for New York City going over the polar ice cap.
Unfortunately, the world was still a week away from finding him, since the Obama Administration was still distracted by Vladimir Putin in the Crimea.   
Back at the C.I.A., Dave was mesmerized by what he was seeing on George Preston’s laptop computer. George’s brilliant idea of planting GPS devices in known al Qaeda leader’s prayer rugs in Eastern Africa gave Dave a bird’s eye view of global terrorism. But what he saw now was a prayer rug that flew over the Indian Ocean and landed in central Pakistan. Now, he thought, does this have anything to do with flight HM370 as he picked up the phone and ordered a long range jet to Kabul?   
From the Novel “Now the Eagle” by N.P.Contompasis