Crimean Congo Hemorrhagic Fever (CCHF diversion)

By Bolat Ospanov

"The novel "Crimean Congo Hemorrhagic Fever" (CCHF diversion). The characters

in the novel are young Asians who planned to have a bachelor party. The charter plane

crashed and went down in an unknown area. The young survivors were discovered

by militants of an unknown group. They captured them. "CCHF." is the code name

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• Language: English
• Publisher: Ukiyoto Publishing
• Release date: Mar 16, 2024
• ISBN: 9789361727719

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Crimean Congo Hemorrhagic Fever

(CCHF diversion)

Bolat Ospanov

Ukiyoto Publishing

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Ukiyoto Publishing

Published in 2024

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This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

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I dedicate my novel to

Ospanov Talgat, Ospanov Saule, Ospanov Gulnar, Ospanov Zhannat, Ospanov Kairat

Foreword

A charter plane crashed in unknown terrain. The nose part of the plane was sunk deep into the ground and the tail part of the plane flew off to the other side. The downed plane was discovered by insurgents. The militants had one goal, to capture the survivors. It was among the survivors that the fighters wanted to find specialists such as a virologist or microbiologist. And they were determined to take them with them if such a person turned out to be among the survivors.

The fighters climb the slippery wall of the plane and find themselves inside the nose section of the plane. Then, with their flashlights on, they begin inspecting the rest of the cabin. The fighters notice that there are survivors in the cabin because they notice the hands of some of the injured people moving. The fighters run up to the survivors, all sitting with their seat belts fastened firmly in their bent over position. The fighters started to pull them over and searched their pockets, taking their passports and business cards out of their pockets. The business cards showed that among the survivors were a virologist, a microbiologist and a biologist. The fighters rejoice. 

CCHF is the code name for a secret plan for subversion. The primary objective of this plan is a major viral epidemic among potential enemies. The militants urgently developed this secret plan. To execute this plan, the militants forcibly captured a group of young Asians from a crashed plane.

To carry out this plan, the militants already had dangerous virus strains, both with RNA and DNA genomes, in a low-temperature refrigerator in their arsenal. They were frozen. The guerrillas took into account that viruses with single-chain genomes are very vulnerable and, if infected, can be destroyed by any viral preparations. Therefore, they had in their arsenal not only viruses with a single-chain genome, but also with two chains. Because viruses with two chains, had a lot of proteins in the genome and were better adapted to any environment. They wanted the revived viruses, to have the clarity and precision of their genome, which would allow the replication process to go its work in the human cell without errors in the synthesis of viral proteins and nucleic acid for self-assembly and reproduction of new virions.

All of these dangerous strains were from a particularly dangerous classification group, which had been stored for a long time and were waiting to be used in the creation of biological weapons.

The militants set accelerated tasks for the young Asians to implement the conceived plan of work. The important tasks were, first, to revive dangerous virus strains in special cell cultures and, second, to infect susceptible living vectors.

The fighters paid special attention to the carriers of live vectors, and set the task that they should be small, easy to fit in a pocket, unremarkable, paper boxes that quickly deteriorate from moisture. These paper boxes had to be easy to carry, and had to be made to be very sensitive to the slightest moisture, even just a single drop. Under the influence of the slightest moisture, the walls of the paper box, should be layer by layer, melting like ice, without causing harm to the living vectors. And from which live vectors, in the form of mosquitoes, ticks infected with dangerous strains of viruses, will emerge unhindered. These infected mosquitoes, will disperse, and ticks will scatter around in search of potential victims, and with rapid striking effect, will infect the maximum number of people, to create a major viral epidemic.

As part of the work, the militants have also included the development of means of protection for themselves, that is, the creation of highly effective preparations from the capsid proteins of viruses and genetically modified lymphocytes, to produce protective antibodies in the blood, and the creation of means that will block the replication of the unknown virus and its genome.

Contents

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

Chapter 15

Chapter 16

Chapter 17

Chapter 18

Chapter 19

Chapter 20

Chapter 21

Chapter 22

Chapter 23

Chapter 24

Chapter 25

Chapter 26

Chapter 27

Chapter 28

Chapter 29

Chapter 30

About the Author

Chapter 1

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ne of his eight friends, who had his own consulting company, was saying goodbye to his bachelor life, he had fallen madly in love with a girl and his parents had sold her to their son. This pleased his close friends, it was a very good occasion for them, eight close friends since high school, who had reached great heights in business, in science. They had been friends since high school, but they were in different grades, and that didn't stop them from being friends. They were inseparable friends. They decided to celebrate the end of their close friend's bachelor life in an unusual way.

Among the groom's friends were scientists. The first friend was a mathematician who is credited with being one of the greatest mathematicians who found a mathematical approach to solving infinity, he found a formula for mathematically stopping infinity.

The other was a chemist. The chemist became famous in his field for inventing the chemical composition of plant chlorophyll, which showed by experiment that he was able to artificially embed chlorophyll molecules into the skin of animals. He previously made cuts on tumor-like growths in the skin and smeared them with chlorophyll. The result was that the growths became smaller and practically resorbed, which allowed him to prevent skin cancer and reduce even the risk of these oncogenic diseases. His inventions were also introduced into the practice of treating people.

The next friend, was an engineer, he became famous in his field, getting a one-piece engine apparatus, which is not subject to scrapping, which has a life span. And after that time was up, the engine would be scrapped. His friends sometimes called him a physicist.

The most judicious was the virologist. He always came to the rescue and got them out of any difficult situation. The biologist and microbiologist were also great friends. The guys knew that their work was related to microbes, they were bacteria and viruses, fungi and protozoa. But among the friends, the most humble was the virologist, although his merits in the field of virology were considerable. He isolated strains of especially dangerous viruses, had patents and articles in international journals.

Friends always joked that they lacked a philosopher friend, but, among his friends, the most inconspicuous was the architect himself.

They all had PHDs from several of the world's most prestigious universities. They immediately decided to make a traditional bachelor party and fly to the seashore and there, for three days to mark the farewell to the bachelor life of a friend, and to sunbathe on the beach, to bathe in the sea. A bachelor party was a very good occasion to celebrate the end of his friend's bachelor life, and they could once again get together and relax together, somewhere outside the country, by the sea.

Successful in big business, their friend's fiancé, who had become a millionaire within a short time, decided to book a charter flight. And when the question became where to book a charter flight for a bachelor party, they said in unison to Westlind. And a group of young people were going to fly on a charter flight to Westlind these days, with great hotel service and a great beach on the beach. And of course, with delicious and varied cuisine. Some of them had already flown to Westlind for a vacation. They loved the cuisine, especially in the mornings they would pounce on the oval little macarella cheeses, sliced into pea shapes and mixed with very heavy cream. They would put two ladles of these amazing and delicious matzarella cheeses on a plate, and for lunch they would try to eat large portions of meat tenderloins cooked in cream with an amazing mixed garnish, cooked on cream of unleavened dough, with finely chopped spinach, dill and peppers wrapped inside. 

The charter flight plane was parked on the sleeve of the airport building. The plane was technically ready to fly; it had been checked almost throughout the day as it arrived from a charter flight in the morning. The tanks were filled with aviation gasoline. In an hour and a half the plane was to take off and take a course for Westlind at sea. The friends had already arrived at the airport. Each of them arrived with his girlfriend. The girls were seeing their boyfriends off.

The bride of the groom's businessman hugged him and cried:

-Maybe you're not going anywhere, are you? - she said quietly.

-We're getting married in three weeks.

-Malloween party here in a nice restaurant, -she said, wiping away her tears.

-"And we girls will be waiting for you behind the restaurant, when you've had your walk, we'll pick you up in the car.

-Yes, what are you saying? - replied the groom.

-Will you watch us? - The bride kept saying.

-No, that won't do, replied the groom.

-"Why do you keep crying?

-I'm not going away for good.

-I'll be back in three days.

-We'll go with you to the store and buy two dresses like you wanted.

-It's our tradition.

-We can't have a bachelor party without it.

-You can't have a bachelor party without a bachelor party. -You can't have a bachelor party without a party.

And the Mediterranean's not far, it's a five-hour flight.

-Can I bring you some seashells?

-Yes, bring me some seashells, said the bride, wiping her eyes.

-"And be careful in the sea yourself.

-Don't swim too deep.

-Don't drink too much vodka.

-You say don't drink vodka," he said angrily.

-Have you seen me drunk when I drink vodka?

-I don't drink vodka.

-Well, if it's a bachelor party, you'll all allow yourselves and even drink," said the bride quietly.

-You'll all drink vodka, if you don't want to drink vodka, your friends will make you.

The friends and their girlfriends came closer to the groom and his bride.

-Well, say goodbye.

-Let's get to registration.

-Everybody got their tickets?

-Did you lose them? -Yeah.

-Let's say goodbye to your girls.

-But don't cry, girls.

-We're going to the bachelor party.

-We'll be back in three days, God willing.

-We'll keep in touch with you.

-And we'll let you know how we're doing at the bachelor party.

The friends said goodbye to their girlfriends and went to the ticket counter. The woman sitting at the counter asked about their luggage.

-Put your luggage on the transporter.

-I have luggage, and I also have some hand luggage.

-Put your suitcase on the transporter," said the ticket clerk.

-Will you be taking hand luggage with you?

-Yes, I'll take it in the cabin of the plane," said, the businessman groomed a millionaire.

-Next," said the ticket registrar.

-Luggage? - she asked.

-Luggage and carry-on luggage," said the architect.

-Put the suitcase on the transporter," said the woman receptionist.

-We all have luggage, big suitcases.

-And everybody has carry-on luggage.

-All right, let everyone put their suitcases on the transporter, and let them take their hand luggage with them," she said.

-Who has registered a ticket, you may go to the cabin, - she continued to say, registering another ticket.

-There will be a girl at the entrance, she will check your ticket and give you a tear-off coupon.

-Let's go to the salon," the businessman told the millionaire groom.

-And who hasn't passed yet, as you pass, hurry to the cabin," he said to the guys remaining at the counter.

The three friends went through ticket control, and went into the cabin and sat down at will, there were plenty of empty seats, the rest of the guys pulled up in the cabin and placed themselves on the seats. There were two stewardesses, one stewardess went deep into the tail section and another stewardess closed the plane door. The two pilots had already gone into the cockpit, closing the door behind them on the hook. As they got more comfortable, the pilots began to press buttons, the lights came on, and the usual prelaunch sound of the airplane came on.

The plane began pulling back out of the airport arm, and the pilot began taxiing the plane onto the main runway. The plane squeezed out a menacing roar with a whistling sound twice. Then the plane began to roll down the main runway, picking up speed, the strong rumble of the plane's engines could be heard in the cabin. Then the nose section of the plane began to climb up, and the rest of the plane followed. The plane was gaining altitude. The businessman bridegroom, the perpetrator of this flight, and the architect sat together and looked out the porthole.

-What a beauty we have, look how beautiful the buildings are," said the architect.

-Why should I be surprised, it's not the last time we'll see all this," said the businessman bridegroom, the millionaire.

-Not for the last time," the architect repeated to himself.

-We're flying, hurrah," the millionaire businessman began to rejoice.

-God grant us a good flight," he continued to say.

-God willing," the architect also said.

The architect did not like the word last time of the businessman bridegroom, it is a bad sign, - he thought.

-Why would he say that to me?

-It would have been better if he had supported my conversation and enjoyed the beauties of our city too, -the architect continued to think.

-Listen, why are you silent, say something, - said the businessman, the millionaire groom, to the architect.

-What should I say? - asked the architect.

-Let's be quiet, let the plane gain altitude, because the noise of the engine is clogging my ears, - the architect continued to say.

-OK, - replied the businessman, the millionaire groom.

The plane reached an altitude of ten thousand meters. The stewardess welcomed all the passengers on board the charter flight, she said that the flight would take five hours, and at an altitude of ten thousand meters. The stewardess began to bring refreshments.

When close friends get together, the usual conversation begins with politics, about the current system, about the country in general, and about people. This group of young people were happy that at last they had got out of their hectic lives and would spend at least three days on the seashore.

They talked a lot and even decided to change the system in the country and the world as a whole. But they did not go into detail about how to do it. One of them didn't like the way the state treasury was being embezzled, no matter how hard the fight against corruption was, corruption was rampant. The other guys were determined and wanted to do whatever they wanted to do. They were negative about the plundering of the people's wealth, they saw how the people were in distress and that many young people did not have jobs.

One friend was indignant that the country did not think about nature itself, about the environment, pumping out oil, gas, leaving voids deep in the earth, and another said that factory managers, saving money, polluted the air with emissions of toxic substances dangerous to people and nature, when for profit, they cut down trees, devastated the swampy places. The biologist said that all these processes will affect the nature, and the nature will suffer even more. Man will not be comfortable living on earth. He said that we live by the law of natural selection. The biologist laid out his concept of natural selection in nature.

And then a group of young men agreed and wanted to carry out natural selection in their country and then in the world, not involving the power of nature itself to regulate natural selection in such a process, but to produce by artificial selection.

-Then nature herself would be able to get rid of all those who harm nature and people. At the present time, nature is taking revenge on us, too.

-And we had to help nature a little so that natural selection would take place.

-And that only was, first of all, and still will be, second and third. 

It was unclear which one of them was talking, each of them inserting their own thoughts into the conversation.

And then it began. The plane entered a very strong turbulent zone. The plane began to shake violently. The flight attendant started to speak through the microphone and said:

-"Dear passengers, fasten your seat belts, put your heads down and close your knees.

The guys were frightened, the millionaire's groom businessman prayed to God and asked him to help them pass the turbulence zone smoothly. the millionaire's groom businessman looked through the porthole, outside the window he saw white dense clouds, the plane's wings crashing into these dense layers, and there was complete silence outside the window. And in the cabin of the plane, folders with papers, bags stuffed with blankets and pillows began to fall from the top shelves. The plane shook even more violently, at that moment, due to the violent jolting, several chairs staggered, the iron legs of the seats bent. The bolts snapped off and several seats flew forward, missing the head of the millionaire's businessman and architect's fiancé.

-What's that flying by," asked the millionaire businessman groom.

The millionaire groom businessman looked up and saw a pile of chairs ahead.

-These chairs came off and flew forward," he replied.

-Damn, this is getting serious if the chairs are ripped out with the roots and flying across the cabin.

-We're probably in layers where the turbulence won't stop all the way through.

-We'll have to sit like this until the plane comes to a complete stop," the millionaire businessman groomed continued.

-Why exactly our side is lurching, and the seats are flying? - asked the architect.

-Maybe we should sit on the other side, - he suggested.

-Yes, it's late, it's shaking, we can fly away, like those chairs, we are held by the safety belt, - said the businessman, the millionaire's groom.

-It's dangerous now.

Meanwhile, in the cockpit, there was a real struggle with the elements.

The first pilot said:

-The rudder is not obeying.

-Pressure's dropping.

-The red button went off.

-There's smoke in the tail section of the plane.

-We're in severe turbulence.

-I can see that, but there's nothing we can do," the co-pilot replied.

-We need to stay on this straight course, soon, we can get out of the turbulence zone.

-If it goes like you say, that would be good," the first pilot replied.

-The rudder doesn't obey, pulling the plane down.

-Something must have happened to the first engine.

-Or did a bird get in there?

-I don't understand why the rudder is jammed.

At that moment another red light came on, signaling smoke in the tail section of the plane.

The commander picked up the phone and called the flight attendant.

-Get into the cockpit right away, the first pilot ordered.

The stewardess quickly came into the cockpit.

-Come in and close the door.

-How are your passengers?

-Silent?

-The passengers aren't talking, I've already reassured them and they have their seat belts on, - the stewardess replied.

-What would you like me to do? - the stewardess asked.

-We're losing control, the pressure is dropping," the first pilot told her.

-I think there's smoke in the tail section of the plane," he continued.

-Were you there?

-Did you see smoke?

-Did you feel smoke? - the first pilot asked her quickly.

The stewardess could not answer him, she was in a state of shock.

-Do you need to go to the back of the plane and check if there's smoke inside the cabinets?

-Are there flames?

-Even if we go smoke, you will notice, do you have any idea what smoke is? - shouted the first pilot to her.

-If there's smoke or you see flames, put them out with a fire extinguisher.

-Go quickly.

The flight attendant opened the door and stepped out of the cockpit. She had a paper towel in her hand and began wiping her cheeks with it as she went. And she quickly made her way to the tail section of the plane. The plane shook and swayed, the stewardess fell several times and at the last moment hit her shoulder on the edge of the seat and fell to the floor. At that moment a chipped piece of sharp plastic panel flew over her head and slammed into the back of the seat. She turned back and saw the piece of plastic pinned to the back of the seat.

-Oh, God save me," she said.

She somehow made it to the tail section of the plane. Smoke was billowing in there, and smoke was coming through a small hole inside the plane. The flight attendant was frightened by the smoke, and she didn't know what to do. The fear for her life further increased her fright. She frantically began to open the lid of a bottle of sparkling water. As she scrambled to unscrew the cap, she began wetting the first rag she could find and then began shoving the soaked rag into the hole. The smoke stopped going inside the cabin. And back she went to the cockpit. As she passed the passengers, she saw the look in the eyes of a young guy, it was a businessman fiancé millionaire.

-Don't worry, it's a temporary phenomenon, we'll pass the turbulence zone, we'll get through this difficulty," she said frantically.

-The plane will land safely.

-The main thing is not to unbuckle your seat belts.

The flight attendant came into the cockpit.

-There's smoke in the tail section.

-Smoke's coming in through a small hole.

-I tried to close the hole.

-But it was so hot in there, I almost burned my fingers," said the stewardess.

-Wet the rag, and then I moistened the hole in the cabin wall with water and covered the hole with the wet rag.

-The smoke stopped going in.

-But it's not dangerous in there yet.

-The main thing now is that we need to land the plane anywhere.

The first pilot looked at the stewardess.

-Are you teaching me? - asked the first pilot.

-Go to the passengers.

But the stewardess wouldn't let up, she was shaking with fear.

-We don't have to land the plane at the airport.

-The plane will just need an empty, slightly lit seat and then the plane will be forcibly landed.

-Make a descent, and land the plane quickly, before the smoke turns to fire," the very frightened stewardess kept saying.

The captain thought so too, but didn't say anything back to her. The plane was sinking lower and lower.

-We need to find a populated area, where there are street lights, and we'll figure out where to land the plane.

-I can see the lights.

-Let's go even lower.

The plane went even lower and the lights were so close.

-Now we gotta see the empty spot.

-We're in the dark. -We're in the dark.

-It's so dark you can't see straight.

-Let's all land in the field.

First pilot turns around and sees the stewardess.

-Are you still there? - ...the first pilot asked her.

-Then, you sit here and fasten your seat belts," the first pilot told the stewardess.

The stewardesses nicknamed him the first pilot, they could never get used to him being their commander, he was such a small, short man.

Finally, the plane's right engine kicked in, and the plane accepted the first pilot's command and went down, the plane's landing gear came out free. The first pilot rejoiced.

-The right engine worked," he shouted with joy.

-Look, the gasoline must have started flowing into the engine.

But suddenly, the airplane's hull shuddered, and the nose section went up again.

The first pilot was at a loss.

-What happened again," he shouted again.

-The gasoline hose must have broken.

-Well, then he went nose up again.

He gripped the rudder tightly in his palms and did not let it go, he started to steer the uncontrolled rudder downwards, but the rudder did not obey the pilot, and the plane started shaking even more, the nose part turned down, and from a short distance the nose part thundered against the ground and stalled.

The nose section of the plane stuck deep into the ground, and the middle section of the plane began to make a noisy cracking sound and the outer skin of the plane broke in two.  Then, the tail section of the plane tilted back, separated from the main part of the plane, and was lost in the darkness.

The plane stalled after hitting the ground hard, but there was no explosion. It became very quiet, not even a rustle could be heard. And that silence lasted for twenty minutes. Then a hand appeared between the seats, then a head; it was the mathematician. He was alive. Then a biologist, a chemist, an engineer, and a microbiologist gave signs of life. And the businessman groom millionaire and the architect showed no signs of life. The millionaire businessman's fiancé's belt came undone, and he flew half a meter away and banged his head as blood seeped from the parietal part of his head. From time to time the businessman gave signs of life, his legs convulsing. And the architect was lying upside down; he had received a hard blow from a splintering object, and he too was covered in blood. The stewardesses were not in the cabin, and no one came out of the cockpit.

-Everybody alive? - made a voice weakened by severe pain, the virologist.

But no one answered. None of the guys heard his weakened voice.

He tried again to raise his voice, but it was in vain, a severe pain girded his neck.

The virologist was sitting, bent over, his chair bent over as a result of the knocked-out bolt and his head rested heavily against the back of the opposite seat, his legs and arms were stiff, he began to raise his head, but there was severe pain not only in his whole body, but also in his neck area, his neck was very stiff. The virologist began to sigh heavily in pain, his body did not obey. The thought flashed through his mind, whether there were any fractures in the neck area. He began to lift his right hand and reached into the area of his neck and began to massage it. The pain