He walked another six hundred feet into the Wood, near freshly cut grass in the shape of a semicircle, and continued along the path to the right. He jumped out a hundred feet from the entrance with a large green bag in his left hand and walked along the main path. Sarwar drove to the edge of a spur, where a tract of houses dead-ended into the Wood. On that day, Sarwar checked out a wooded area near his home called Booker Common Woods, as well as an enclosed area called King’s Wood-almost two hundred acres of ancient beech woodland and flowering plants, encroached by suburban sprawl.
He had been researching Britain’s gas and electricity grid on his home computer as well. These were all energy terminals around Great Britain: Bacton, Theddlethorpe, and Kingsbury were gas terminals, while Coryton, Fawley, and Haven were oil refineries. This was not in code, since it was just for himself. Sarwar kept a notebook in his bedroom, where he’d scribble down hardly-in-code items like “get more hp” and “80 hp” and “get black hp.” After his meeting with some of the other members of the cell, he wrote: “Investigate in Bact, th, Coryton, Fawley, Kingsbury and Haven.” Al Qaeda’s mastermind in Pakistan, Rashid Rauf had been adamant the last time they met in South Asia that he needed concentrated hydrogen peroxide at 80 percent mixed with some aluminum powder, along with an hmtd detonator. He needed this to manufacture the hmtd that would serve as the spark for a larger explosion.
That same day, he placed an order for four glass containers, conical flasks, beakers, and a measuring cylinder from the Hop Shop store in Plymouth. He then placed all of his stuff into the boot of his car. He also headed to the local Woolworths, where he purchased a large silver case with a solid retractable back and a black seal around the middle. He then stopped by a local Asda supermarket to pick up a shovel and some biscuits. So on the last day of July, Sarwar drove into town and picked up a thermometer, which was necessary to monitor the temperature of explosives like Triacetone Triperoxide, sometimes known as the “Mother of Satan”, Hexamethylene triperoxide diamine, as well as three miniature light bulbs. They simply had little idea what these cells were up to, until they saw it on television. But what was especially concerning was that both terrorist cells had built their weapons and carried out their plans-completely under the noses of the authorities. The first became the worst terror strike in London’s history, killing 52 commuters and injuring hundreds more, and is now known as the “7/7 attacks.” The second, where a separate cell also struck transportation targets, literally fizzled when all the suicide bombers’ explosives failed to detonate because they had botched the chemical recipe. It was an extremely tense time, especially for the British less than a year beforehand, two other Pakistan-trained al Qaeda terrorist cells of suicide attackers had struck the Underground during the morning rush hour. He, along with several men in London, were trying to build several explosives for a mission that would devastate the West. It was the summer of 2006, and Sarwar was serving as the quartermaster for what was quickly becoming the largest terrorist conspiracy in the post 9/11 era. Chasteness, Soda Pop, and Show Tunes: The Lost Story of the Young Americans and the Choircore Movement
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