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Hamas -
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Recently there has been a great deal of confusion in Palestine over exactly how
the Israelis are successfully targeting and murdering so many Palestinian
"activists" driving around their own country in their own cars. On a number of
occasions American-supplied Apache helicopters have materialised out of nowhere
and destroyed "target" cars and their occupants with unbelievable precision.
Local fear that traitors are at work is sadly only too true, because it is impossible for any attack helicopter to destroy an individual moving car unless it has first been marked for easy identification from the air. Advanced though American technology may be, it is not yet advanced enough to identify a human target by reading his DNA through a steel roof. Nor is it capable of discriminating between ten or twenty black (or white) cars of the same model. Though the traitors must obviously be tracked down and executed, there is a more pressing problem for the Palestinians. If they cannot accurately determine the actual method used for identifying the target cars, many more cars will be marked, and many more young folk will be murdered before all of the traitors are finally mopped up. Local suspicion is directed at infra-red paint being sprayed on the car roofs, but this suspicion is misplaced. Infra-red detection systems including cheap goggles have been around for so long that it is no longer considered a "secure" method. In addition most infra-red paints or pigments are hard to conceal and thus easily identified, even from the remains of the car wreckage. Not so the latest specialist ultraviolet paints, which in some cases are effectively colorless and odorless. Excited by ultraviolet light in the spectral range 280-390nm, the specialist paints are effective up to 120c operating temperatures, quite high enough to cope with any atmospheric condition in the occupied territories. One such paint can be applied by a sprayer to the surfaces made of steel, aluminum, wood and some types of plastic. A thickness is about 5 micrometers is adequate for positive identification by the attack helicopter system |
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Just how easy this makes the helicopter gunner's job is best illustrated by the
two pictures of a flower at the top of this page. The flower on the left is
shown in its normal colors, while that on the right is shown as viewed through
special ultraviolet filters. This is merely an example of the startling
difference in images under ultraviolet conditions, and does not represent
accurately what the gunner sees inside the Apache. Rather, because he is using
essentially "black and white" equipment, the marked car will stand out like a
white shirt glowing in the "black" UV light of a Discotheque. As shown in the report further down this page, Palestinian security personnel are also considering the possibility of "some kind of bleeper, a computer code" being placed in the target car. Though this is technically possible it is also extremely unlikely, because the Hellfire has no known dedicated Anti (RF) Radiation Emission mode, which is needed to home in on coded radio signals of this precise nature. Hellfire is a "Fire & Forget" missile. As soon as the Apache helicopter gunner has "painted" the target with a laser designator, the missile does the rest automatically. That said, a bleeper or cellphone is an essential part of the attack equipment, but not located in the target car. Israel has only a limited number of attack helicopters and is certainly not able to hover one on every street corner in the vague hope that a "painted" target car might just happen to pass by. In order to strike successfully, the helicopter gunner must be advised of departure time, the start point of the vehicle, and its exact direction of travel. Believe me, this unquestionably requires extensive human communication ground-to-air and air-to-ground. Until the problem is sorted out and properly identified by local experts, AGM-114A Hellfire missiles thoughtfully donated to the Israelis by generous American taxpayers, will continue to rain down on the heads of young Palestinians guilty only of driving their own cars along their own roads. Hamas, think ultraviolet, I repeat, think ultraviolet! Traitors at Work in Palestine Copyright Robert Fisk, Jerusalem "If you turn right, walk 300 metres, then turn left,'' the Israeli soldier told me, "You'll find the son of a bitch at the checkpoint.'' But the son of the bitch wasn't there. The Palestinian policeman at the Tulkarem junction didn't want to die in the kind of "mistaken" Israeli ambush his colleagues suffered in Ramallah and the road was just a hot, midday pageant of burnt tyres, stones, empty Israeli cartridges and rotting sandbags. A torn Palestinian flag hung over the empty checkpoint. Not far beyond lay anger as hot as the sun. They were preparing to bury Amr Hassan Khudeiri and they were looking for the man who betrayed him. Amr Khudeiri, it may be remembered, was the young Hamas "activist" – for which read "guerrilla/terrorist/extremist/militant", depending on your point of view – who was burnt alive on Sunday afternoon when an Israeli pilot in an American-made Apache helicopter maintained Israel's policy of state murder by firing three US-made missiles into Mr Khudeiri's car. The manufacturer of the missile is scarcely in doubt. But was it Mr Khudeiri's car? The Fatah security man standing outside the row of Ottoman-built shops was more interested in the car than the missile. "There was nothing left of him – atomised, burnt alive," he said of the "martyr" Amr Khudeiri. "He was just ashes. But we have the information that there was some kind of strange paint on the roof of the car.'' He said this with his eyebrows raised, as if it was a question rather than a small but critical piece of intelligence. But what about the missile, I asked? The Fatah man opened his car door, took something from the back seat and handed me a hunk of iron – perhaps six inches long – with two metal tubes attached to it and a code number which read: 18876-13411923-14064. I had seen this same shaped missile engine part and numeral configuration in Lebanon. Always it belongs to AGM-114 air-to-ground missiles, fired from Apache and manufactured by the American Aeronautics firm of Lockheed-Douglas. So Lockheed, it seemed, also had a role in Amr Khudeiri's death. But that wasn't what interested the Fatah man. "Khudeiri wasn't driving his own car,'' he said. "He had borrowed it. And the owner took the car to Israel last week. He is missing now. We are trying to find him. The helicopter came over the bridge outside the town and fired the three missiles. We think there was some infra-red paint on the roof.'' The message was easy to understand: Fatah thought Mr Khudeiri had been betrayed by a collaborator, probably the owner of the car, who had allowed the Israelis to splash some infra-red on the roof to guide the missile. "Or maybe there was a 'bleeper' of some kind, a computer code,'' the man said. It is a twilight war in the occupied territories, ruthless, murderous. And, yesterday afternoon, the Israeli police announced they had arrested a Palestinian who was preparing to be a suicide bomber in Tel Aviv. All he needed were explosives that were supposed to have been brought by ... Amr Hassan Khudeiri. Or so they said. Israeli "security" stories often turn out to be more than economical with the truth. In Tulkarem yesterday, there were quite a few truths lying around. The first was that there was more than one body. The corpse I saw taken from the smaller mosque bound in a Palestinian flag, a cloth round its head revealing only a mouth and moustache, turned out to be not Mr Khudeiri but Mohamed Meziad, a 20-year-old Fatah man, apparently kicked and beaten to death by four Israeli soldiers late on Sunday. I watched the mouth and moustache bobbing off between the crowds to the second mosque where the somewhat humbler remains of Amr Khudeiri were also awaiting burial. The funeral contained a ritual that is now as familiar on the West Bank as breakfast or evening prayers. There were 10,000 mourners, a loudspeaker screaming "Allahu Akbar" and ferocious bursts of automatic gunfire from young men, often shooting rifles and pistols at the same time. The Fatah men and the Arafat cops and the Hamas members all walked together. "This isn't Fatah or Hamas,'' one of the Arafat men muttered to me. "We are one now. We are the moukawama, the resistance.'' There was more shooting at the graveside while Amr Khudeiri's father Mansour, a dignified figure with short, curly grey hair who is a senior teacher at Tulkarem College, embraced hundreds of mourners. The body was lowered into the grave and Abbas Zeyid, the local Hamas leader, made a short but very revealing speech. "Our dear son and brother Amr loved his parents,'' he said. "Just five minutes before he left home for the last time, Amr said to them 'My dear mother and father, if I die, you must not cry for me'.'' The thousands round the grave lifted their eyes at this and murmured "Allahu Akbar" again. Prescience? Or was Amr Khudeiri on a mission from which he did not expect to return, a mission he undertook, fatally, in someone else's car?" Update: In response to the many emails relayed to me on this subject, apparently from genuine Palestinians, I can only suggest you ask your local Russian or Chinese military attaches for verification of the ultraviolet process. Both have the technology, with Russia being the more advanced, and therefore better able to conduct forensic analysis and assist you with meaningful defense strategies. |
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The author Joe Vialls, is an independent investigator with
thirty years direct experience of international military and oilfield
operations
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