if this had been a normal morning , automatically he wouldve sorted through the possibilities : a convoy of his had been blown up by one of the opposition forces ; a convoy had been blown up by an american cruise missile fired from a depth of 500 feet by a sub somewhere near new zealand ; the colonels boys had gotten hold of another cia drone and were wondering what to do with this one ; one of their mobile missile launchers camouflaged as a herd of camels had a nose cone out of which was leaking some radioactive substance ; or the guard boys had found some israeli commandos who had crawled three hundred kilometers through the desert on their bellies , trying to infiltrate one of irans nuclear sites , and were asking what the hell to do with them .