The Nazis of Daesh

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Defector and highly trained, US Marine Gunnery sergeant Myron Nagi is the “Unseen Warrior”. In Australia, with a team of home-grown Jihads unleashing a unique brand of terrorism never seen before. A classic exponent in the “Art of War” he deploys misdirection​ to keep the authorities guessing his every move. Authorities only became aware of the group’s existence when twelve people are killed and several crucial pieces of infrastructure are destroyed, costing $100 million per day in lost revenue. But, this itself is just a diversion to occupy authorities whilst he prepares for his primary mission (on the opposite side of the country) to inflict mass casualties and teach Australia what it’s like to be in grip of fear of terrorism.

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Chapter 1 -Abisali al-Ghaib

US Marine, Gunnery Sergeant Myron Nagi, was a highly qualified and skilled instructor in the use of rapid-fire machine guns, specialist infantry assault weapons, mortars, rocket artillery and fire control systems, anti-tank missiles and explosives. He was also a specialist sniper and had already served two tours in Iraq as Platoon Sergeant in charge of operations at Camps Altaqaddum and Al Kut. In 2007, he was promoted to Gunnery Sergeant, taking charge of the New Equipment Training Team at the US Marine Field Artillery School at Fort Still, Oklahoma. In August 2009, he was deployed to Forward Operating Base Geronimo in the Nāwa-I-Barakzāyi District of Helmand Province, Afghanistan.

The district had been a Taliban stronghold and the scene of heavy fighting during the Helmand province campaign. In the summer of 2009, United States Marines were deployed there as part of Operation Strike of the Sword.

Nagi’s main role at the base, was to prepare newly arrived marines for field operations and familiarise them with the local terrain, local people and their customs, how to identify friendlies and more importantly, the Taliban. On Sunday, 1st November 2009, he was leading a squad of three fire-teams[1] on a reconnaissance-training mission just outside the base. Intelligence reports suggested that there were no Taliban forces within forty kilometres, but this was Afghanistan, so any time they stepped outside the base had to be prepared for anything

They were about five kilometres out from the Base , making their way up a ridge when Nagi instructed fire-team one to take up position at the top of the ridge about two hundred and fifty metres to the left and fire-team three to take up position on another high spot one hundred and twenty metres to the right. Once fire-team two was over the ridge, line of sight communications with the base would be disrupted so the other two teams had the dual role of look-out and radio relay.

Nagi led fire-team two down a small shrub-lined gully when they stumbled across a Taliban soldier taking a dump. Literally caught with his pants down and his AK-47 out of reach, the Taliban soldier remained in his squat position and immediately put his hands in the air. Nagi raised his left index finger to his mouth to give the shoosh signal. He tapped one of his team on the shoulder, signalling for him to stay with the prisoner, then signalled to two of the others to ambush right while he and the fourth team member continued to creep ever so quietly forward towards what they could now smell was strong coffee brewing. Twenty metres away, they came across two more Taliban squatting around a small gas burner and coffee pot. With their rifles, well and truly out of reach, both men were obviously not expecting their morning coffee to be interrupted by a squad of marines. Before they knew anything, they were looking down the barrels of two M16-A4 rifles.

Nagi signalled to the two Taliban to be quiet, then announced to his subordinate, “call it in!”

Before the young marine could reach for his radio-transceiver, Nagi took his OKC-3S multi-purpose bayonet from its pouch and stabbed the young marine in the back of the neck. Instantly paralysed from the neck down, the young marine immediately slumped to the ground, his mouth opened trying to gasp for air, but unable to control his diaphragm, he slipped into unconsciousness and died. Nagi picked up one of the AK-47s, checked that is was loaded and then cocked it, he then took the rifle off safety and signalled to the two Taliban soldiers to be quiet. The Two Taliban soldiers with stunned looks on their faces and not knowing what to expect obediently complied.

Nagi called out to the other three to hold their positions and he would come to them. He signalled to the two Taliban to wait there, he even left them with one of the AK-47s. Nagi made his way up to the first man who by now had allowed his prisoner to stand up but would not let him pull his trousers up.

“Good thinking” Nagi said to his subordinate as he approached.

“Just see him try and make a run for it” the Marine replied, “he…..”

His speech was interrupted by what was now Nagi’s signature move, a bayonet to the back of the neck, severing the spinal cord. The Marine dropped to the ground, passed out after a minute or so and died a short time later. Nagi handed the prisoner his own AK-47 as well as the Marine’s rifle and pointed in the direction of the other two Taliban.

Nagi then gave a whistle signal to the other two marines who replied from about one hundred metres to his right.

“Over here Gunny” one of the marines called out as he emerged out of the scrub towards them.

Nagi raised the AK-47 and fired off two short busts at the two marines, the bullets exploding in their brains before they knew what hit them.

Nagi then made his way over to where the three Taliban were waiting, he held both hands above his head holding up the AK-47, signalling a surrender as he walked towards them.

Do you speak Farsi[2]?” he asked (in Farsi).

Still in various states of bewilderment, the three men nodded “yes” in unison.

He offered the AK-47 to the men, then handed over his M16-A4 rifle, “I am Gunnery Sergeant Myron Nagi” he announced, “I renounce my US Citizenship and seek asylum with the Taliban Government.

Nagi was moved to the Ghazni Province, where he spent several weeks debriefing members of the Haqqani Network, led by Mullah Sangeen Zadran. The Taliban affiliated insurgent group were sceptical of his motives at first, suspecting that he could be a double agent but his dedication to training their fighters was quite convincing. Any doubt they had was quelled when on an insurgent field assignment, he assassinated Lieutenant Jamie Dunford with a single sniper-round fired from six hundred and fifty metres away. -The Lieutenant was leading Charlie Company unit of the Third Battalion, Seventy-Fifth Rangers on a patrol in the Hindu Kush Mountains. From his camouflaged position, Nagi fired the military grade 7N14 round from his Russian built Dragunov sniper rifle, the round pierced Dunford’s skull via the ethmoid (right between the eyes) and formed an eight-centimetre hole as it exited his occipital bone.

In 2011 Nagi ended up in a Al Qaeda sponsored training camp in Chechnya, training Taliban fighters from Dagestan, Azerbaijan, Afghanistan and Chechnya in the use of rapid fire machine guns, specialist infantry assault weapons, mortars, rockets, anti-tank missiles and explosives. More importantly, his knowledge and skill in field tactics was exceptional as was his knowledge of the US Military Rank structure, which proved to be invaluable in teaching the rebels how do identify Field Officers, despite them never wearing any insignia displaying their rank.

In 2012, he found his way to Iraq and began to train insurgents with the re-built Islamic State in Iraq (ISI). At the time, the group was an umbrella group of Al-Qaida, however it was not long before it broke away and joined the Al-Nusra Front, in their rebellion against President Bashar al-Assad in Syria, which led to the creation of Islamic State in Iraq and Syria (Daesh). In January 2014, utilising Nagi’s military tactics and aided by Sunni tribesmen as well as former Saddam Hussein loyalists, the Bagdadi led Daesh took control of the central Iraqi city of Falluja.

In June 2014, Nagi was one of the senior Daesh military officers to lead eight hundred men into the Central Iraqi city of Mosul with a mission to free inmates from the city’s prisons and thus bolster their ranks. The insurgents gained unexpected support from local members of the Sunni community who joined the assault. Police and military forces laid down their weapons and fled the city. Those who couldn’t escape, were rounded up and executed with their bodies dumped into mass graves.

Daesh then advanced towards Bagdad, massacring thousands and causing thousands more from ethnic and religious minorities to flee their homes. Nagi had pioneered the use of remote-controlled Quadcopter Drones fitted with his version of a Claymore Mine, detonating them over crowded streets, market places and even school playgrounds of the towns as they advanced. Dozens of people were killed or maimed with each strike. The mines weighed only 1.6 kilograms and when detonated from fifty-metres above the ground, would fire up to seven-hundred steel ball-bearings (each about three-point-two millimetres in size) at a velocity of twelve-hundred-metres-per-second over a radius of fifty-metres. By the end of the month Daesh had claimed over a dozen towns and cities as part of their territory and declared the creation of the Kalifah.

Just after the fall of Mosul, Nagi met with a nineteen-year-old Australian man, born of Syrian parents who had travelled to Syria via Turkey to join the Syrian uprising and eventually hooking up with Daesh. The young fighter had told him that around 250 million dollars’ worth of iron ore was being exported daily out of just three ports in North Western Australia. The fighter suggested that if they could cut off the supply to just one of those ports, it could cripple the Australian economy.

A year later, Nagi snuck in to Australia to prepare for the mission. Keeping his identity secret, he would only communicate via his handlers, two senior Australian recruiters for Daesh, one in Sydney and one in Melbourne. He moved between the two cities, dealing with the local handler -They communicated via dead drops with a car key hidden inside the cistern of a toilet at the casino or some other large public venue with “all hours” access, with it there would be a coded message stating the location of the vehicle. Inside the vehicle, would be whatever he required, keys and location to a safe house or motel, credit cards, cash, weapons, cameras, laptop etc. He used the vehicle for no more than five days, before swapping it over at the next dead drop. Once handed back, any instructions were encrypted and relayed back via the laptop, the handler would then commit the information to memory and then place the laptop in a high-temperature incinerator. -The vehicles were usually about five years old and bought privately using an alias and paid for in cash. Once they were finished with, the cars were crushed into a compact one-metre cube and dropped off at a scrap metal yard. This was to ensure that any traces of DNA or finger prints were destroyed.

Neither handler knew of the mission, nor had they seen Nagi in person. The information on the laptops were compartmentalised, if one laptop was located and decrypted, the information would be useless without the other computers. There was no communication via the internet or phone, the two handlers were only allowed to communicate with each other in person.

In December 2015, Nagi spent three weeks in the Pilbara Region[3] of Western Australia, posing as a FIFO out worker, he caught a direct flight from Melbourne to Port Hedland and set out on his reconnaissance mission. He studied the port and shipping channels at Dampier, Port Walcott and Port Hedland, rail and road transport links, other industries, police activities and numbers. He learnt that there were two main iron ore producers exporting out of Port Hedland; TBA Mining and Magnolia Metals. TBA Mining had dual rail lines leading from mine sites near Newman (about 400 kilometres from Port Hedland) to the port, each line had a rail bridge crossing at the Clark River while the Magnolia Metals had a single crossing. A third producer, CR Minerals had just started operations but was looking to rapidly expand its output over the next few months, this company also had a rail line crossing the Clark River. The two TBA Mining Company bridge crossings were side-by-side, the Magnolia Metals crossing was 350 metres to the west with the CR Minerals bridge just another eighty metres further west. He concluded that these would be the easiest targets, but to be successful all bridges would have to come down. Nagi started planning the mission.

On returning to Melbourne, he contacted the handlers (via the dead drops), instructing them to recruit four men and that they had just forty-five days to train them up. He was quite specific in what he required, they all had to be young, fit and prepared to pay the ultimate sacrifice if necessary, one had to have had combat training or trained in martial arts, another had to be an experienced yachtsman, one had to have had experience in driving multi-combination vehicles and fork lift-telehandlers and the last one had to be Caucasian with blond hair (as far from middle-eastern in appearance as possible). They were to be given a daily exercise regime which had to be rigorously followed, they were to go about their daily routines, not to communicate with each other and there was to be no phone or internet chatter.

Nagi was particularly skilled in the art of disguise and hiding in plain sight, personified by his Daesh title; Abisali al-Ghaib[4]. He was an expert in counter-surveillance and would move about freely without being detected. Towards the end of February 2016, he noticed that a member of the Sydney team, responsible for delivering his vehicle to the dead drop, was being followed by Federal agents (he wasn’t sure if it was ASIO or the Federal Police). He also observed them placing a tracking device under the vehicle. It was obvious that the Sydney team had been compromised. Subtle changes to their daily routines plus the fact that phone and internet chatter had ceased, had piqued the interest of ASIO. They stepped up their surveillance, following the delivery driver and bugging the vehicle.

Disguised as a Drag Queen, Nagi approached Kings Cross street thug and paid him five thousand dollars to drive the vehicle to the outskirts of Sydney and set it alight. The following morning, the severed heads of the Sydney handler and the delivery driver were discovered outside their homes. The heads were attached to the top of a one metre stake, pegged into the ground, the rest of their bodies were never found.

It had been a busy night for Nagi. In the early hours of the morning, he snuck into the home of one of the Sydney recruits, Mustafa Ibrahim.

Creeping right into the bedroom, he placed his hand over Ibrahim’s mouth and whispered, “it’s time, Allah has chosen you for greatness, your destiny is now, come with me brother”.

As he spoke, he had his gun trained on Ibrahim’s wife, if she awoke, he was prepared to make a martyr of her. “Do not wake her,” Nagi whispered.

Ibrahim carefully slipped out of his bed and followed Nagi led him to the rear of the house where a change of clothes was already prepared for him. The two men then drove to the home of the second Sydney recruit, Sabir Abjumal and dragged him out of bed (without waking his parents).

The three of them drove to Brisbane about one-thousand-kilometres to the north, along the way Abjumal and Ibrahim shaved their beards, Nagi briefed them on the first part of their mission. Once they got to Brisbane, Abjumal and Ibrahim were to fly to Broome, pick up a 2008 Toyota Prado which Nagi had purchased privately for fifteen thousand dollars, purchase enough provisions to last them a couple of weeks and drive five-hundred-kilometres to Pardoo Station where they were to rent a station house and pose as amateur fishermen on a holiday and wait for him to meet up with them on 9 March.

Pardoo Station is a working cattle station, one-hundred-and-twenty-kilometres north-east of Port Hedland. It also provides accommodation in the form of station houses and dongas[5] as well as caravan and camping facilities. Temperatures in the month of February are usually in the high thirties or low forties (centigrade) which would almost certainly mean there would be very little or no tourists at that location. The only people on site would be station staff or workers from one of the nearby mine sites (in the Pilbara, nearby could mean up to one hundred kilometres away). During the cooler months, the station is popular with tourists who are attracted there for its fishing along with pristine beaches or one of the three tidal creeks and for its four-wheel drive tracks.

From Brisbane, Nagi contacted El-Mofty in Melbourne via mobile phone. By now it was about twelve hours after the two severed heads were discovered in Sydney, and while police had not yet released the names of the victims but El-Mofty was sure he knew who they were.

What happened to our two brothers in Sydney?” he asked Nagi.

“They got careless and almost jeopardised the mission, they had to be sacrificed, but do not worry my friend, they are with Allah now!”

“Allahu Akbar” El-Mofty remarked, “I will pray for them, what about our two soldiers?”

“The mission has already begun,” Nagi replied, “they are on their way, you will not hear from them until they reach the Holy Land”.

“What about what about our two soldiers down here?”

“Put them on a plane to Perth the day after tomorrow, text me the flight details then destroy the phone,” Nagi explained

[1] A fire team is a military sub-unit usually consisting of three to four members. Military strategists believe a soldier’s willingness to fight is strongly influenced by his desire to protect his fellow team members and more importantly not let them down.

[2] Farsi is a Persian language spoken in Iran and other parts of Southern and Central Asia. Dari is the main language spoken In Afghanistan and it is very similar to Farsi with the major difference being accents.

[3] The Pilbara region covers an area of five-hundred-and-seven-thousand-eight-hundred-and-ninety-six square-kilometres and is situated south of Broome and North of Exmouth. It is made up of the local government areas of Ashburton, East Pilbara, Karratha and Port Hedland.

[4]Ghost Warrior – or more accurate translation – unseen warrior

[5] Relocatable self-contained accommodation units

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