Maxim Antinov

Former Soviet Naval Intelligence Attaché to Vice Admiral Yuri Shukov when assigned to the Baltic Sea Fleet. Joined the Soviet Navy at age 16 and is originally from the Ukraine moved quickly through the enlisted ranks and was commissioned a Sub-Lieutenant in after 6 years time in service. Upon commissioning was assigned to USSR Intelligence staff at Kiev. After spending 3 years as an Intelligence officer he was assigned to major staff duty just before the fall of the Soviet Union in 1989.

During his time on the intelligence staff he studies the “American Lifestyle” and becomes enamored with the possibilities of being able to become a wealthy and powerful man. This fits his idealism as Glasnost and Perestroika the new capitalistic ideas brought forth by Mikhail Gorbachev the new president of the Soviet Union. Antinov comes from a Peasant existence in his native Ukraine. He knows the only way to make his dream possible is by leaving the Soviet Union for the shores of America.

After the demise of the Soviet Union the Baltic Sea Fleet falls into disarray and is disbanded, Antinov becomes a deserter and commandeer’s a supply skiff loaded with 36 long range torpedoes which he sails to the Turkish coast and sells the weaponry for just over $500,000 to the remnants of the Mujagadeen which would later become the Talaban in the coming years.

Antinov then hires on as a crewman on Turkish freighter for a few months standing bridge watches at night and eventually deserts the ship Tobruk,Libya and then stows away on a container ship bound for Miami in the summer of 2001.

A few weeks after his arrival in Miami he meets with under bosses of the Russian Mafia through a female acquaintance but not revealing his cash of money.  Antinov speaks perfect English plays the role of a bouncer and quickly becomes assistant manager of a local nude club controlled by the Mafia.  He is seen among his Russian peers as a rising star with his quick wit and penchant for understanding the “American way of doing things.”  He in the late fall of 2001 takes a commuter flight to the Bahamas and stashes the large reserve of his sale of the Torpedoes in Barclays Bank of the Bahamas for safekeeping

While in the Bahamas he discovers and shows interest in a new Capitalistic Idea.  The sale and trafficking of Cocaine through the southern island chain and sees it’s potential which he will later relay on to his under bosses in Miami.

Antinov is tough and calculating.  Always thinking ahead.  He is short tempered and cannot tolerate incompetence on any level.  He over his time in the Navy has developed a searing need to succeed but enjoys life’s pleasures in America.  Miami’s South Beach oozing with drugs, money, women and those that have it all.. Antinov wants it all; He is obsessed with how to get it all he is patient but wanting things to happen sooner than wait for the passage of time which he could make his move.

Her obvious budding body and promise of a fine price lands her in the realm of a Mamasan who cares for her and introduces her to the world of selective prostitution as a Call Girl for upper class clientele.  While in the Philippines she learns English and Tagolag (Language of the Philippines) also to include fine points of Cagel Exercises and supreme fellatio techninices and body massages which always end in intercourse.

After spending 2 years in the sex trade in Manila she falls in love with an Australian Stock Broker (one of her Clients) and he takes her on a flight to Brisbane where she soon in secret finds out that he is married.   While at the house of the Stock Broker she find’s the wife’s passport and steals $4,000.00 in cash and hops a flight using the wife’s stolen passport for identification to board the flight bound for Los Angeles and Terminating in Miami.

On arrival in Miami she quickly finds work as an exotic Dancer in the upscale South Beach Area.  The Passport is accepted in most places as her only means of identification.  At age 18 she has come along way since the Olympic Games at Nagano.

In the late spring of 2001 she meets Constatnin Kerishinko a Russian Jew and reputed boss of the Miami Russian Mafia.  He is drawn to the 67-year-old Kerishinko because he is of similar linage and almost a fatherly type with exception of the sex that they share.  They speak the same tongue something that she has longed for since she defected 3 and a half years ago.  She becomes the old man’s ‘Sugar Daddy” and he showers her with much affection and gifts and a nice apartment on Collins Avenue.

At the club where she originally worked, owned by Kerishinko in late fall of 2001she meets the newly appointed Manager Maxim Antonov.  She likes what she sees in Antonov, sharp and physically fit and has a brash humor she does not quite understand but she is attracted to his almost commanding presence.  They soon secretly date without the knowledge of Kerishinko.  A risky move but she likes the strong young Ukrainian who can physically give her more than the aging Kerishinko

His specialty is delivering high grade weapons such as the Smith Wesson 45 Modified ACP, Korean manufactured AK-47 Assault Rifles, Grenades, Anti-Personnel Mines, Claymore and short range shoulder fired rockets from North Korea.

In February 2004 after a 2-month vacation to the Dominican Republic Brashier decided to move his operation to it’s current location at Puerto Plata on the island’s southern coast.  The front for his operation is a large bakery where he supplies bread and other confectionaries to the combined Orphanage and Catholic Church.  With the local Monsignor knowing full well the operation that Brashier is conducting is more than willing to tolerate the actions from within that supply Brashier’s growing weapons business.  He orders flour and confectionary sugar, wheat, and rice which his contacts in the United States modify the shipments with weapons parts in various bags of foodstuffs.  Brashier’s rules.  No intact weapons will never be sent via cargo ship to the island.

On arrival to the Dominican Republic these weapons are then assembled in various states and shipped to the final destination.  All orders take in excess of a month to fill and all transactions are done in cash or the local currency with a dividend going to the Catholic Church and Orphanage.

Brashier has a taste for Aged Rum and young Latin women, which he finds both to be delectable.  He will not sell or deal with individuals that he thinks are in the drug trade or part of the South or Central American insurgency.  He has no loyalty to his former country but is in the business of making money.  “If one man hates another bad enough to kill the other…  We’ll I can sell em a means to do it with.”

Kevin Wycliffe

Different kind of Pirate

Kevin Wycliffe was born September 19, 1975 at Great Abaco, Bahama islands and attended school and did things that most boys did.  Play cricket and soccer but he liked watching the Miami Dolphins and Hurricanes on T.V. on Saturdays and Sundays. and informed his parents he wanted to play football like they do in Florida so, his parents agreed and at age 14 went to live with his Uncle Al in Liberty City, Miami

His subsequent skills in football paid off where he made the team at the famed Miami Northwestern High School a team for winning lots of football championships but carried a very poor average of players graduating and continuing on to College.  At Northwestern Wycliffe excelled at Linebacker and was the Anchor in North western’s vaunted 4-3 defense.  Highly recruited by Miami, Florida State, LSU and Tennessee Wycliffe  was swayed by his uncle to get out of Miami and experience a lighter side of life as compared to the violence of Miami in the late 80’s and early 90’s

The fall of 1995 found Wycliffe in the rolling hills of Tallahassee as a freshman Linebacker for the Florida State Seminoles.  While on scholarship to FSU he studied International Finance and wanted this to be his major.

Unfortunately for Kevin Wycliffe his football career was cut short by a lateral break to his tibia and fibula counpunded by severe muscle damage during a kickoff return against the archrival Florida Gators in December of 1997.

At the urging of his Defensive Coach, he stayed on at FSU and graduated from FSU with a BS Degree in International Finance but soon found there were not a lot of openings in the job market back in Miami after he left Tallahassee. His gold encrusted teeth and Dreadlocks were not a part of what the business community seemed to be looking for in an educated young man trying to get into the banking business in South Florida.

However after talking to his cousins back in the Bahamas it seemed a more lucrative business lay in store for him in islands.  One that paid big dividets for those who know how to play the game of power in control in an expansive playground that encompassed over 100 islands and 11,00,000 square miles of ocean from the Abaco’s in the north and south to Great Inagua.

That game. Cocaine and Marijuana from South America.  Those who wanted to get it into Miami have to have a jump off point and that is the Islands of the Bahamas.

The U.S. Navy and Coast Guard in the 1990’s had erected 4 ROTHR over the Horizon Radar systems in the Caribbean for tracking shipments once they left South America.  However the Government of the Bahamas did not sign an accord with the U.S. to erect such radar stations as they argued that it would hamper proper development of the .

Bahamian tropical bird population and would subsequently cull the schooling fish population as well.  This in essence made shipments almost impossible to track once that ships and aircraft went north of the Dominican Republic and Haiti.  A prime bargaining chip for those willing to assist in getting shipments transferred to Florida.

Bahamian tropical bird population and would subsequently cull the schooling fish population as well.  This in essence made shipments almost impossible to track once that ships and aircraft went north of the Dominican Republic and Haiti.  A prime bargaining chip for those willing to assist in getting shipments transferred to Florida.

Wycliffe and his cousins would watch this activity initially at Great Harbor airport and the subsequent anchorage at Marsh Harbor favored spots for the latin drug runners to make their drops exchange drugs for cash to the 2 seater aircraft pilots and hot dog drivers of speed boats whisking their cargo to Miami.

This all changed in December of 1999 with Wycliffe and his 3 cousins holding up two planes after landing and beating the latins senseless.

“You land and Anchor here it ain’t for free no mo mon….  Oh and by de way… Jimmy Buffett said it.. No plane on Sunday…  You go back to South America and you better come back with something for us and we will get you through to Florida.  Trust me…  I got every Nigga here in dese Islands to watch you non-English Speakin  Mudda Fucka’s!!

So, it began as hate for the haves vs the have nots and the tables can turn that fast.. Within two years Wycliffe’s cowboys and henchmen controlled all logistics associated with the drug trade.  Each exchange carried a price of tribute of between $2,00.000 and $5,00.000 and sometimes there were enforcements that had to be made..  The Caribbean had it’s pirates again… This time they didn’t have Parrots, Cutlasses and Eyepatches.. They were replaced by cell phones, AK-47’s and GPS.

In late September 2001 a 214 foot cargo vessel anchored at Cockburn town that quickly offloaded two wood boxes to be taken to the airport.  Wycliffe’s cousin  Lil Sammy watched these boxes being stowed and being guarded at the airport.   He immediately called Wycliffe who had been in Miami for the Weekend for the CLASS 1 A Optimist Football games to come quickly.   Wycliffe arrived the next day with 3 of the cowboys and ordered the box opened.  Inside lay 60 AK-47’S  12 MK 19 Grenade Launchers and various Claymore mine components with blasting caps along with two sealed containers of Eclipse Rum,,,  Signed, Hope you like it all…  My Compliments. Richard A. Brashier, CEO Caribbean Arms Limited, Puerto Plata, Dominican Republic.

Wycliffe exclaims on opening the containers “Who de Fuck is Richard Brashier??????  Lil Sammy steps close to his cousin and said,  Well his cell number be here mon..  Call him.

3 rings…..  Yeah, …..  Richard Brashier??? Who the Fuck’s asking?????  I got two big  boxes of dese Russian Guns up island from you wit your name on em wit dis pop skull rum as some kind of a fucking parting gift…..  You want to talk to me now??

Rafael Rivero

Venezuelan Crime boss

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In December of 1993 Nattiel participates in Operation Alpine Bandit in which reputed reputed drug chieftain of the Medellin Drug Cartel, Pablo Escobar is killed by elements of Nattiel’s unit. Nattiel was not in position to kill Escobar but was able to take out two of his henchmen with the big .460 Weatherby enabling a fellow sniper to kill Escobar at his rooftop retreat.

In early 1999 while on a field exercise at Camp Blanding, Florida Nattiel meets the temporarily assigned unit Communications Chief, Richard Brashier who is close to retirement from the Navy and they share similar backgrounds and interest in politics and spend a lot of time talking about their future.

Nattiel has become tired of life in Delta Force and Brashier recommends that “If it’s really not worth doing anymore and you’re not having any fun at… We’ll it’s time to leave.”

In late 2001, Nattiel completes his enlistment and departs the Army at the rank of Staff Sergeant and returns to his home in the Smoky Mountains of North Carolina. However, his time there is short as he becomes bored with the day to day activities of a small town and contacts Brashier who is in Belize working with former Special Forces types in the procurement of weapons for para-miltiary groups and white supremacist groups in the United States. The work is interesting and Belize is a welcome respite from North Carolina but Nattiel leaves after a couple of months and becomes a Soldier of Fortune in Sub-Saharan Africa fighting insurgents in the Congo and Angola.

Between spending his time as a soldier for hire. Nattiel works out of his father’s farm in North Carolina as a gunsmith of sorts fashioning rifle barrels and mounting telescopic sights and reloads ammunition. He does this work until he is bored and then packs up for a new adventure as a Soldier of Fortune. He’s got an email address and a GSM phone number. He’s not the A-Team but if you need and work hard enough to find him. He can help you.