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The Problem Eliminators! © 2012 By Steve Nelson
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Chapter 1 A Drug Lord’s Yacht
I had just finished measuring the depth of water in relationship to this yachts’ keel. I noted my measurements on my waterproof note pad and I climbed aboard. I stowed my underwater gear in a handy alcove that I spotted near my entry point there on the starboard deck and I covered it up with a loose section of tarp.
Next I made my way stealthily inside this fancy millionaire’s yacht. I was silent. I had been trained as a navy seal and stealthy type of work was our business. But I’ll let you know more about that later.
I made my way about the interior corridors of this floating mansion and checked out compartments as I went. It wasn’t long before I found the main cabin and I could hear sounds of laughter coming from beyond the doorway.
Carefully I loaded my mini cam with a fresh cartridge and held it in my palm. I pointed the flexible lens into the half open doorway to the cabin. I moved the camera about slowly so as to get a complete record of all its occupants for my Captain. I made sure to survey the entire cabin from side to side and top to bottom. Then I pulled back and ducked around into an empty cabin nearby.
I activated the instant replay of the cam and observed the contents so as to know for sure if I needed to go on further in my investigation, or if this was another false lead.
Sure enough, the image of one of the most despicable drug lords appeared on my mini screen. My captain was right again, there he was, the hated drug lord Jose Garza El Jalapeno, alias the (Little Pepper). Also present and stoned out of their minds were 3 women.
They had just snorted a few more lines of cocaine, there on the table between them. Jose was also stoned and he enjoyed the sight of his women getting their minds blown away in a haze of a drug influenced high. While my mini cam had been on them, he was seen stripping off the clothing of one of the women closest to him. They were just getting going! This would go on for a while!
I retreated down another corridor, and went below to other decks, and explored more cabins and storage rooms of this floating mansion of the drug lord. At all times I stayed clear of the bridge area, as there were a number of drug goons there. I have a heat sensing device that I can wave by doors and easily check for the presence of human habitation. I used it often on this mission, as I went throughout the yacht. I have used it on many other missions as well.
So after examining quite a number of cabins with no results except lockers of food stuffs and other consumables along with cleaning products and linens, I discovered a locked cabin. I stealthily and efficiently picked the lock, in about 5 seconds. Inside I found a stash! Yes, ‘The Stash’ of this drug lord’s main business product. Wrapped in plastic sealed bags were hundreds of pounds of cocaine and some of the green stuff as well. I ran my razor sharp blade about the packets of dope puncturing most all of them thoroughly.
Hastily I stowed several packets of cash with large denominations into special storage pouches on my wetsuit. “Well that’ll be enough to compensate us for this trip I guess,” I whispered to myself. I photographed the lot with my mini cam and made a quick exit and headed for other sections of this big ship.
I came upon what was the communications center of the yacht, and I set up an overload to burn out the communications console in the next few minutes. Then I went about exploring further.
It wasn’t long that I came across the radio man returning to his post with a cup in one hand and a sandwich in the other. I had to dispatch him without a sound, so I waited till he passed and gave him a quick karate blow to the back of the neck and head. He was out instantly, and I drug him into a storage locker, where he was out of sight. I also gave him a knock out injection to keep him out for as long as I needed.
Continuing aft I came to the engine room. I set some small charges about the instrumentation panels there, and timed them to go off just shortly after my return to my ship. Then I headed up a shaft that I knew would take me to the helipad, where this fancy yacht had a chopper secured. My purpose, disable that chopper!
Upon arrival at the helipad, I found a goon on duty. Was he the pilot or just another drug goon in the employ of the Little Pepper? Whichever he was, it was really unimportant, as he needed to go! I snuck right up and gave him a right cross that dazed him, and I gave him a heave, and over the side he went! He bubbled a bit and then was gone. “Can’t swim, shouldn’t be on a boat,” I mumbled quietly.
I climbed into the pilots’ seat, and cut some important control wires under the instrument panel. “Now this chopper won’t lift a feather!” I whispered to myself.
I headed down through the yacht one more time. I was, on my way to my stashed underwater gear, at my entry point on the starboard bow. I wanted to check again, because I thought that I had heard something off the main corridor.
Arriving at the suspect door, I paused a few moments, and listened carefully. Sure enough, I heard a whimpering cry of some sort. I carefully opened the door, to find there on a bed, in the semi darkness a very pretty young girl. She was bound and gagged!
I couldn’t risk a lot of sound, so I removed another hypodermic from my emergency medical kit. I fitted the needle with my knock out drug cartridge, called K14, and gave the girl an injection. Instantly she went out like a light. I took a few minutes to check her breathing and heart rate. They were just fine.
I checked the corridor and hauled her out of there, heading for my date with my equipment. I was almost there, when I ran across another goon just examining my stashed equipment. I put down the girl and slammed into the drug goon! I gave him two rapid fire punches to the head, and a jab at the throat! He began to wheeze unable to get air, as I had smashed or severely damaged his larynx. Then I gave him too, the heave ho, and over the side he went!
Then I strapped on my underwater gear, cutaway the gag from the girls’ face, and fastened a small breather unit, capable of 15 minutes of air over her face. I fastened us a line and carefully I went over the side holding the girl securely. She was light weight for me to handle, because I’m used to rather heavy weights in my usual daily workout. Upon reaching the water, she became limp and even lighter. I checked that her breather was in place and then took her under for my next date with my waiting underwater sub scooter!
I found my sub scooter right where it was supposed to be, trailing just aft of the slow moving yacht. I strapped the girl onto the sub scooter, and then I saddled up myself in the drivers harness. I cut the tow line and dove the sub scooter. I set my course and jammed down on the accelerator, heading in quick time for my next most important of dates, my ship.
The sub scooter with us aboard rocketed away at top speed. My sub scooter was like an underwater Motor Cycle, it was fast! We’d reach my ship in a matter of minutes. This was good as the girls’ air only had about 11 minutes left in its supply.
I didn’t know who she was, but I was glad to have rescued her and yes, she was young and quite lovely to see, with her hair flowing in the water as we sped toward my waiting ship. My Captain would be dealing with Jose shortly, as soon as I made my report. He would also be happy with my efforts this evening. Yes, very happy!
Chapter 2 Our Outfit and Ship
I guess you probably want to know just about now, who we are and or generally all about us and especially our ship? Well let me start with my Captain.
His name is Captain Norman Mitchell. He was an Admiral with the U.S. Navy some time ago. He had a similar incident in his past as we all have had. As an Admiral, he was in charge of nuclear submarines. He was also the Captain of one, some years before, the SSN41. There was a hard tragedy in his life that brought him and all of us to this life we now pursue.
While he was at sea, his son and daughter were brutally murdered in a drive by shooting between rival drug gangs in Houston Texas. He took a leave of absence for over 1 year, while he sorted this out in his mind and then returned to the service. He was promoted to Admiral and he put into operation his well thought out plan. . .
The Problem Eliminators! ©2012 by Steve Nelson
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