The Athena Code's
51. The Secret of PALMYRA ATOLL (Part 2)
(Flashback)
After Athena-1609 was rescued from a state of emergency by Seal Team Five from the Bamiyan Medical Center, she was taken directly to the American military base at Bagram, near Kabul to get proper treatment.
For willingly donating excessive amounts of blood to save Mr. G, Athena had hivopolemia so she needed a blood transfusion. Luckily, blood is available.
Just days after her recovery, Athena-1609, accompanied by Irish-3700 and Irish-0601, was flown back to America for follow-up duties with Seal Team Six.
The mission carried by Seal Team Six this time was a little different from their previous missions. Usually they carry out the most difficult and dangerous missions in the form of attacks and ambushes in the most vulnerable areas with clear maps of attacks and enemies.
This time they are like facing a dark shadow that comes from the events of almost a century ago, when their elders from the U. S. Navy in 1940 entered Palmyra Atoll and most of them went home names. They are victims of the violence of something unidentified.
The mission began with several CIA agents' findings on the suspicious activities of one of DARPA's top officials, Barbara Clarkson. But the CIA could not bend Barbara easily because the strong evidence was not enough.
While the evidence in question is the existence of a secret laboratory suspected to be in one of the most remote corners of the world, Palmyra Atoll.
In the past three months the CIA has sent agents four times. Of the thirteen agents sent only five returned, and were in a state of severe depression.
Finally, the CIA asked the Navy Seals for help to send their best team to assist and assist the CIA agents while in Palmyra.
They were sent using the second of three ZUMWALT CLASS DESTROYER ships named USS MICHAEL MONSOOR.
Michael Monsoor was one of the SEALs who caught the grenade the enemy threw, then covered the blast with his own body to save his teammates from the blast. The Battle of Ramadi‘ took place in the city of Ramadi, Iraq in 2006 during Operation Iraqi Freedom by American forces.
Monsoor was awarded the title of hero for his sacrifice and his name was immortalized to name one of the three ships of the ZUMWALT CLASS DESTROYER United States naval milica.
Internally, the heart of the ship is an innovative electronic drive system, where four large gas turbine engines give the ship propulsion power (thrust power) as well as power to operate various types of advanced weapons.
The value of the total electricity in it reaches 78 megawatts, which is equivalent to the power needed to serve forty-seven thousand American households . That power is needed for the integration of future weapons such as the electromagnetic Rail-Gun and high-energy lasers.
On the 4th main deck, there are 20-cell peripheral Vertical Launch Systems, each of which will accommodate a range of advanced missiles to counter air power, sea level, underwater and ground targets.
USS MICHAEL MONSOOR moves from its base in San Diego Harbor to the sea around the Hawaiian islands. The Hawai Seal Team Six, CIA agents and Botanists will head to Palmyra Atoll using two SH-60 LAMPS Seahawk Helicopters always on board the DESTROYER USS Michael Monsoor.
Seal Team Six Under the command of Lieutenant Jeremy Haultman, better known as SPARTAN-03, only brought seven main personnel who had combat skills and physical endurance equivalent to twenty people, plus three people in charge of medical of SEALs women.
The medical responsible officers are also equipped with combat skills and physical endurance almost equivalent to the male personnel.
After they finished strategizing together, they mingled to familiarize themselves with each other between the CIA agents, the team and the botanists. Enjoy a long sea trip.
“What's your name army girl?’’ Ask a botanist who accidentally got a seat next to Heilen during a strategy meeting. A woman who seemed to be in her forties.
“Call me Athena-1609, or simply Athena. Pleased to meet you.” Heilen replied with a friendly smile.
‘’Oh, brave name , Goddess Athena. My name is Agatha Marin. Visiting Palmyra Atoll was my dream since childhood. Are you ready to play around on the island army girl?” Agatha looked so mysterious.
“We Seals do not like to play around. No days of fun in our dictionary.’’ Heilen Assert .
“Hmmm...it seems that you are very difficult to shake. It was one of the provisions to play around there. Be careful what you think. Don't just believe what you hear and see. The survivors are those who have a firmness of heart.” Agatha said with facial lines that always seem tense.
“I often read and hear about the horrors of Palmyra Atoll, but I am not superstitious and I am sure it is a myth.’’ Ketus Heilen's.
“They are not myths or superstitions. The giant creature has an omni antenna that emits electromagnetic waves very strongly to affect human brain waves, especially Alpha and Theta waves that make humans easily hypnotized. Once he has mastered your mind, accessed your memory, read your deepest fears and then tortured your soul into DEJAVU over and over again.” Tukas Agatha with her face stiffened even more.
Heilen frowned, he started to get uncomfortable with the way Agatha spoke. Too expressive and appreciative. It was as if what he was talking about was really real and was in front of him.
“I've never heard of this one myth about Palmyra. Where did you get that kind of joke?’’ Heilen asked still in a cynical tone of disbelief.
‘’But this is not a myth, dear. My family is very lucky to be among the few who know this truth. All thanks to our great-grandfather Marchand Marin who was brave and genius and loved adventure.” Agatha was full of pride as she played a limas-shaped badge hanging from her neck.
Marchand Marin…? I seem to have read an article about the Biological scientist in one of the articles on the internet. Heilen.
‘’ Agatha Marin, Really Marchand Marin is your great-grandfather ?’’ Heilen was starting to get interested.
‘I still have a hard time believing Agatha's words, although in hindsight what she said was very related to the various horrible stories about Palmyra Atoll that circulated on the internet. Inner Heilen monologue.
‘’All personnel of each team are ordered to get ready to board the helicopter immediately. Packing fifteen minutes, we'll start the flight to Palmyra Atoll. ‘’ Exciting Spartan-03 from loudspeakers.
“Agatha, nice chatting with you. Don't hesitate to look for me if you need help.” Close Heilen.
“Ok, of course we will help each other.’’ Reply Agatha. Then they split up to their respective helicopters.
Heilen half-runs to the special medical cabin reserved for him, Irish-3700 and Irish-0601.
‘’A-1609, I'm a little worried about the stories circulating .” Murmuring Irish-3700.
“Fears will not change the past or the future, let’s go seals!” Pekik Heilen is encouraging.
Two SH-60 LAMPS Seahawk helicopters are ready on the runway. The personnel rushed into the cabin as directed by Spartan-03.
A few minutes later the helicopter took off leaving a huge ripple on the surface of the sea.
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Palmyra Atoll
04 April 2020
Before the sun sets. The weather is warm and friendly.
The personnel sat down to relax for a moment to enjoy the beautiful scenery in the silence of the lagoon. Fatigue was evident on their faces.
Five tents were lined up not far from the enchanting beach. The typical view of Palmyra Atoll is plastered in front of the eyes, an old shipwreck that lives mute bones on the rock. It seems to be a testament to the ferocity of this island.
Most of the personnel simply laid their bodies on the beach sand and began to sleep.
Meanwhile Heilen and Irish-3700 had just finished coloring their faces with green paint. It was their mandatory ritual before the operation.
Suddenly...
"DOR! "
"DOR! "
"DOR! "
"AAAAKKHKH.. "
Irish-0601 emerges from behind tent number two firing a brutal M4-custom without activating a silencer at a CIA operative lying on the beach sand.
The atmosphere was instantly rowdy and gripping. All the personnel ran away.
"Anacondas!!awaaaas anaconda !! " Meekik Irish-0601 still directs its custom M4 direction is not necessarily direction. His face was pale his eyes were blank.
"Irish-0601, stop bren*sek!! What are you doing?!! Let go of your weapon otherwise we'll shoot you! " Shouted Spartan-03.
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