Russian Decepticon

Russia has twice the land mass of America, all intertwined with pot holes. You can’t drink the water, and you wouldn’t want to drink the wine. Putin doesn’t seem to get this. He seems asleep at the switch. By toying with a war with NATO, he is handing China what she needs most. More oil and more land for her expanding billion plus population. So Putin decided to focus their skills on building one special mission submarine, the Reeba. She would be the fastest submarine in the world, for a daring escape. She would only hold four nuclear tipped torpedoes. Each of them could fly 1500 miles to destroy a city or stay submerged to sink a pursuing vessel, such as my Virginia Class attack sub. She would hide in the sunken hull of an old freighter off Fort Lauderdale. It is now 2018 as I write this tale of nuclear submarine combat. I am still in disbelief as to the Kremlin’s blindness as she spent $50 billion on the Sochi Olympics – perhaps just to cover up the slaughter of one hundred civilians in nearby Kiev, the capital of Ukraine. And all this just to create a pretense to grab Crimea’s undersea oil. On that one fateful day of June 7, 2015 the headlines read “Lufthansa Airlines flight number KB101 downed by Ukrainian separatists.” This time a German airliner was en route from Stockholm, Sweden to Ankara, Turkey. That is when the Russian separatists using ground to air Russian missiles targeted her. Bad boys with big (Russian) toys can be dangerous. In this case several satellite based weather systems were tracking flight KB101 when three missile tracks from separatist held Ukraine zeroed in on her. Germany started to roll tanks into Ukraine. All this really pissed off the king’s men running the Kremlin. So somehow, somewhere, somebody ordered the super-secret Reeba submarine to launch a warning shot across the bow of America. Reeba was ordered to sneak out of her sunken hideaway near the Fort Lauderdale Inlet and launch a nuclear tipped cruise missile off the coast of Washington, D.C., and that is where my involvement began. This Reeba plan was brilliant thought Ivan in 2007. Make sure they do not rediscover their balls. But a little nuclear explosion in view of the White House? Where nobody died? This was perfect. This was not treason. This would get those God Damn German tanks out of Ukraine! So Ivan pulled the trigger on Reeba. Within 24 hours Reeba had crewed up, leaving only Polina and those married couples with children. They would continue to live as sleeper cells gathering intelligence. Polina could drive that speedboat and detonate the a nuclear device planted near the Fort Lauderdale Inlet, if a hot war started. Captain Nikolay of the Reebawas put on wartime alert. This was no drill! Reeba’s crew dropped the hull panel to release Reeba on the inland side of the tanker 600 feet below the ocean surface, next to Fort Lauderdale. Our Virginia class sonar systems “heard” a wide range of electromagnetic signals in addition to the audible sound frequencies of a torpedo tube hatch opening. Thus, the electronics aboard Reeba suddenly came to life. We had a target location already in the computer. We fired two MK48 torpedoes. One targeted the bubble from the missile breaking the ocean’s surface and exploded. This explosion damaged the guidance system in the cruise missile. And so as this cruise missile flew it now started going through other embedded targets all over America including Chicago, New York, Washington D.C., Houston, Texas and the erratic motions of the cruise missile became world news very quickly. It was not the Kremlin’s idea to kill American woman and children with U.S. Navy anti-missile defense systems. But that’s what happened. In fact we learned later that the missile’s incoming threat detection system was to trigger the nuke harmlessly a hundred miles off the East Coast if it was not going to reach ground zero off the Washington, D.C. shoreline. The best laid plans of mice and men can backfire when reckless leaders play with weapons of mass destruction. Apparently Reeba had ten knots over our top speed and of course there was the entire Atlantic Ocean to hide in. I had a target resolution on Reeba for her 4000 mile cross ocean voyage. I shared my target resolution of coordinates, depth, speed and direction with every U.S. Navy vessel in the Atlantic Ocean. The Sonar Exec was caught (accidentally) talking to the Control Room. “They launched a fish at us, it is honing in at high speed. We are a sitting duck. If that is an ASTOR type nuclear torpedo, then all of us within ten miles will be vaporized or vibrated to death. God be with us all! It’s time to pray!”