Two Bedouin would-be thugs found out the hard way that Israeli pilots are prepared for combat.
Around 8:30 am, while the pilot was traveling to the Nevatim army base near the town of Arad, two cars driven by two Bedouins approached the pilot’s car. One Bedouin drove passed the pilot at high speed and then stopped abruptly. Later, the two Bedouins attempted to force the pilot’s car to the side of the road. During this entire incident, the pilot was signaling to the other drivers that they were behaving dangerously and that he would not take part in this game.
At one point the Bedouins managed to forced the pilot to stop the car at the side of the road. They subsequently approached his car with bats.
When the pilot got out of his car, one of the Bedouins attempted to slap him. Unfortunately for the attackers, it turned out that the pilot is not only proficient in flying aircraft, but also in hand-to-hand combat. After a short struggle, both Bedouins were on the ground, moaning in pain.
The moral of the story: Don’t mess with Israeli pilots. Especially ones proficient in Krav Maga.
Glad you found this. My wife read this to me from the Hebrew paper but I couldn’t find it on the web site when I looked.
Money line:
“…on the ground, moaning in pain.”
You don’t see that written so much.
Monday the UN will condemn the pilots for disproportionate use of force.
I only wish that the attackers had been brought in for questioning in order to find out who sent them and why.
Teacher told the children to have their parents tell them a story with a moral, and to tell the class the stories. The next day little Davy got up to tell his story.
“My Daddy’s sister is a pilot in the Air Force. During the Iraq War Aunt Carol’s plane was shot down. She ejected and came down by parachute. She had a pistol, a knife, and a small bottle of whiskey. She drank the whiskey on the way to the ground. When she landed there were 15 enemy soldiers who tried to capture her. She shot ten of them with the pistol, stabbed four with the knife before it broke, and strangled the last one to death with her bare hands.”
“Goodness,” said the teacher,”what moral did your father draw from this horrible story?”
“Don’t mess with Aunt Carol when she’s drinking.”