jherbert.sepulchre-第45节
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The elders' conversation would turn to memories of the houses they once dwelled in； solidly built with mud bricks and dung； brightly whitewashed to deflect the sun's rays； with a single colour outlining doors and windows； the roofs flat for collecting water during the rainy season。 They spoke of village tradesmen； the potter； the carpenter； the sandal…maker； the basket and cloth weavers。 Their eyes brimmed with tears as they remembered what had been lost to them。 How life once centred around the village square with its well and ovens； the store and cafe where they could listen to the radio all day while they watched the passing activity； the cameleers； the pedlars on their loaded donkey carts； the knife and scissor grinders…the veiled women going about their daily tasks。
Eventually； when nostalgia held them in its soft…edged grip； they would boast of their feats in battle； their bravery； their cunning。 And they would dismiss the Arab defeat by the Jews as a misconception； for they had been tricked by the agents of the devil； jinn…evil spirits…in human form。 The Jews were not a worthy enemy。 The Jews had an alliance with unholy forces。 Mohammed； himself； had declared that the Jews had been led away from the edicts of Allah； and for that their punishment would be burning。
Asil and Youssef listened and absorbed。 They wept for their homeland and for the life they had never known but missed dearly。 They seethed with hatred for these people who called themselves Israelis。
The boys grew and became wise in the ways of survival。 Schooling； even under the auspices of the UNRWA； was little more than a revolutionary training ground； the Arab tutors organising their students into cells； each with its own aggressive title； incitement against the so…called State of Israel and its treacherous allies the main lesson of every day。 Physical education included weapons training； knife fighting； tracking and the negotiation of assault courses。
Black…marketeering became the most profitable occupation； stealing and intimidation a second best。 Asil and Youssef became the runners for dealers in hashish； then lookouts for raids on supply depots。
Crude and boastful chatter between the two boys of the sexual delights they would bestow upon females soon faded when awareness took on physical actuality and they discovered their true yearning was for each other； their experiments resolving in glorious consummation。 Asil and Youssef could imagine no other form of lovemaking surpassing the pleasure they had given one another。 Although males were allowed to hold hands and kiss in public； homosexuality was frowned upon generally in the Arab world； Asil and Youssef kept the intimate side of their relationship to themselves； the illicitness adding to its deliciousness。
As with other Palestinian youths； they were pressured into joining the fedayeen when they were old enough； its members' violence and unruliness directed towards the jihad； the holy war； and against the oppressor。 The Jordanians encouraged guerrilla raids into Jewish territory； the killing and maiming perpetrated in the name of Allah； and the more youths lost in such expeditions； the more martyrs the Arabs had to hold up to the world。 A mark of manhood for the fedayeen recruits was to bite off the heads of live chickens and snakes； or to strangle puppies and cats。
Never considered outstandingly bright by their superiors； Asil and Youssef's performance in the field and their cunning in fighting was impressive。 And the elders were suitably struck by the youths' cruelty。
Their missions into enemy territory became more frequent and more hazardous。 It was on one such expedition that they discovered for themselves the extent…and the true nature…of their own barbarity。
Avoiding Israeli patrols； they had slipped across the border； their venture more of a test than a serious assault （the fedayeen were considering the two youths for important work in the revolutionary movement）； their destination a kibbutz some miles from Ofra。 Dunams of marsh and swampland there； as at countless other settlements in this relatively new state； had been skilfully irrigated and cultivated； so that what was once barren land had bee areas of rich soil suitable for vines； orchards and grain。 The fields were protected against incursion with nothing more than fences of cactus and thorny jujube； although the living quarters themselves were behind a tall stockade。 Asil and Youssef's intention had been to blow up one of the kibbutz's water towers located outside the pound with explosives readily supplied by their Jordanian hosts。 But as they broke through the crude boundary under the cover of darkness； they came upon a young Israeli couple； a youth and a girl； who had found a remote spot where they could make love without being disturbed。
The couple were lying beneath a eucalyptus and it was their murmurings that caught the attention of the two Arab intruders。 Asil and Youssef looked at each other in surprise； their eyes wide and clear in the star…lit night； then crept closer to the source of the breathed sounds。 The things they saw the youth doing to the girl sent shivers of excitement running through them； for never in their lives had they witnessed such wantonness； and never before had a female's hidden flesh been exposed thus。 Because of the urgency of their lovemaking； the young couple did not hear the Arabs' approach。
Asil quickly disposed of the girl who； apart from curiosity over her secret places； held little interest for them。 Ire slit her throat while Youssef rendered her lover unconscious with a hefty stone picked up from the ground。 Between them they dragged him back through the opening they had made in the rough perimeter fence。 Once they were a safe distance away they tore strips from the Israeli's clothing to tie and gag him。 Then they enjoyed themselves with his body。
But they did far more to him than they had ever done to each other。
Their sadism was spoilt only by his abrupt finish； a lesson well learned by them； for in later years they practised curbing their extremes so that the exquisite pleasure would last for hours； if not days。 The corpse was barely recognisable as human when they had done； and their coup de grace was to cut off their victim's private parts and bring them back in a goatskin pouch to their masters in the fedayeen （who； although irritated that their orders to destroy the water tower had not been carried out； realised the dismemberment and castration of a Jew held true significance）。
Asil and Youssef had proved they were worthy soldiers of the jihad； as well as revealing their skill in passing through well…guarded enemy lines without detection。 It wasn't long before they were sent to a terrorist training camp in the Bekaa Valley of Lebanon。 There they lived in a cement shack and were taught how to use Russian firearms； rocket…launchers and mortars； how to make bombs and use them with altimetric； movement and time detonators； assassination techniques； how to enter locked buildings quietly； stalk their prey through the streets； and methods of escaping pursuit。 They ran six miles every morning then did four hours of physical training。 All this was followed by daily indoctrination classes。
They were taught that their destiny （not merely their duty） was not only to kill Zionists and their close allies； but members of any nation showing friendliness towards the non…State of Israel。 Within a year or two； Asil and Youssef were travelling to other countries as an efficient and respected assassination team。 However； they had a weakness they strove to keep from their associates （although not as cleverly as they thought； fortunately their masters allowed certain indulgences as long as operations were never jeopardised）。 That ecstatic thrill of their first sadistic murder of the Israeli youth at the kibbutz near Ofra had never been forgotten They sought to relive and refine that excitement time and time again in the foreign capitals they visited。 There are many hundreds of missing persons reported in cities all over the world every year； and most of them never appear again。 At least not ；alive。 It was relatively easy for Asil and Youssef to pick up men or hogs； or sometimes even girls （for the two terrorists； the latter was a perversion of a perversion）； and lure them to some quiet place where they could abuse； torture； and finally kill their prey。 And sexual crimes； where there is no other motive involved and no previous connection between victim and murderer； are perhaps the most difficult to solve。
The bomb had gone off prematurely。
Asil and Youssef had left the package with its quietly ticking contents beneath a bench at the Gare du Nord； leisurely strolling away from it through noisy and earnest…looking travellers towards the arches that led out to the streets of Paris。 The explosion from behind stunned everyone into an eerie three…second silence （or perhaps the roar had deafened ears to the screams）。 Pandemonium broke loose； muters and tourists curling up against walls； running out into the streets…incredibly； some going towards the source of the explosion…or clutching at each other and waiting for the worst to happen。
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