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As Colombian traffickers continue their battle to smuggle cocaine onto the streets of America, a new front has
developed in the war on drugs: below the surface of the
ocean. An inside look at the world of drugs subs, and the men trying to catch them.
By Frank Owen for Maxim Illustration by Eric Heintz
There’s a popular saying in the port city of Buenaventura: The interior smelled of rusty iron, and the walls dripped with conden-
“Those who talk are carried away by the tide.” sation. Morales had worked on some junkers in his nearly four decades
So it’s understandable that Diego Morales doesn’t want to reveal too as a fisherman, but nothing like this. “There was nothing inside except
many details about why he agreed to undertake such a perilous mission. cocaine—no beds, no toilets, no kitchen,” says Morales.The Captain told
All he will say is that his sister owed money to the wrong people. And him the mission would take about eight days. The assignment was to
owing money to the wrong people in Colombia’s new cocaine capital is transport the contraband, worth about $100 million on the streets of
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to end up dead.
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America. Though the crew didn’t know it, they were headed some 1,700
“I needed a lot of pesos fast,” says Morales, 52, a sullen-looking fire- miles to Mexico’s Gulf of Tehuantepec. Morales’s job was to help Gonza-
plug of a man with a scar over his right eye. lez and steer the mini-sub when the captain was asleep.
So imagine the relief when the offer came: 30,000 American dollars, Ready to go, Captain Gonzalez started up the 350-horsepower diesel
half now, the other half when the work was completed, a mind-boggling engine and rode the receding tide out of the estuary, puttering at a slow
amount of money for someone used to living on the equivalent of $5 a and steady five knots into the darkness of the Pacific.
day. And all he had to do was go on a fishing trip.
It was August 2007 when Morales was picked up in a truck and taken ****
to a damp estuary on the outskirts of Buenaventura, a vast, tangled net-
work of rivers and inlets bordered by dense jungle. He glimpsed men The frontline in the war on drugs has now shifted under-
wearing camouflage uniforms and cradling assault rifles guarding water. The U.S. Coast Guard calls these cocaine submarines SPSSs (self-
something half-submerged in the muddy creek. Morales was expect- propelled semi-submersibles), so called because they don’t dive like
ing a fishing boat, so he was puzzled to see a rusty cigar-shaped metal military subs but glide just below the surface of the water. Sightings of
contraption about 60 feet long and eight feet wide. Suddenly, it dawned these subs have skyrocketed in the last year. Back in 2006, the Coast
on him what it was—a narco-submarino, the latest weapon in the Colom- Guard detected only three; now they are spotting as many as 10 a month.
bian drug traffickers’ campaign to smuggle cocaine into North America. Last year alone, more drug subs were seized at sea and on dry land than
Morales had heard the stories about fishermen who went on one of these in the entire previous decade. According to the DEA, as much as a third
deadly vessels and never came back. of the cocaine that arrives on American shores comes via these some-
“I didn’t know that I was going to be traveling in a vessel underwa- times comical conveyances. They’re usually bound for Mexico’s west
ter,” he says. “But I couldn’t say no. When someone takes you to one of coast, where the cocaine is off-loaded onto speedboats or fishing ves-
these things and you say no, you can lose your life.” sels and taken ashore, while the sub is sunk.
The coke was already in place, five tons wrapped in plastic and tight- “We can’t say exactly how many there are and how many are getting
ly packed in the fore and aft. Morales was ordered on board, and he through,” says one DEA source. “But there’s a lot.”
squeezed his thick frame through the hatch into the sub, where he saw Regarded as a joke by law enforcement when they first appeared in
three figures crouching in the shadows: the burly captain, Arturo Gon- the early 1990s, the prototypes were jerry-built contraptions, difficult to
zalez; a mechanic named Arley Arraya whose face was blistered with steer and limited in how far they could travel and how much cocaine they
nasty-looking burns; and a Mexican “load guard,” Luis Galindo, a 25-year- could hold. Now, with a new fleet of faster, more seaworthy vessels that
old with jug ears sent by the drug traffickers to make sure their precious can travel as much as 2,000 miles without refueling, the U.S. government
cargo reached its intended destination. officially regards cocaine submarines as “an emerging threat.”
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1 Rudder. 2 Bales of cocaine packed in the stern 3 Scuttle valves, used to sink the sub in the event of capture 4 Diesel engine, capable of speeds up to 20
knots and traveling underwater for 2,000 miles without refueling 5 Bilge pump 6 Mechanic 7 Bucket used both to bail water and to prevent the engine
from overheating 8 Cooling system, which funnels exhaust from the engine; exhaust is cooled by the ocean before being released, thwarting Coast Guard
attempts to spot sub using infrared technology 9 Crew member 10 Storage space for food and water 11 Armed “load guard” hired by drug traffickers to
make sure the crew stays in line 12 Toolbox 13 Sub captain, in charge of steering, navigation, and communicating with traffickers on land 14 Pilot house, the
only portion of the sub that rises above surface level 15 Steering wheel 16 Satellite radio 17 Compass 18 Bales of cocaine stored in the submarines bow.
Commander Timothy Espinoza of the U.S. Coast Guard told a recent Worst of all was the punishing humidity. Morales had to keep pouring
maritime security conference, “An SPSS can smuggle 10 to 12 tons of water over the engine to prevent it from overheating, releasing clouds
coke without detection. What else can they smuggle: money, guns, ille- of steam that turned the narrow space into a sauna. It was so hot the
gal aliens, terrorists, weapons of mass destruction?” crew worked in their underwear. The ventilation system that poked up
These subs cost upwards of $1 million, which sounds like a lot until through the surface of the water didn’t provide nearly enough air in the
you realize that each vessel carries cocaine worth 100 times that amount. cramped quarters for four people.
They’re built in secret jungle shipyards on the outskirts of Buenaven Morales’ main role was to steer the submarine when the captain was
tura, protected by armed guards and shielded from aerial surveillance otherwise occupied. A compass sitting on top of a metal box guided
by a thick canopy of trees and near constant cloud cover.While their con- the way, and Morales could see where the vessel was headed by looking
struction may be a secret, their existence isn’t. Everybody in Buenaven- through a narrow slit level with the ocean surface. But only the captain
tura knows about the narco-subs. People line up at the dockside for a was allowed to communicate with the traffickers via the radio.
chance to work on one. For some in the slums, a job on one of these boats By the seventh day, the food and drinking water were running low.
is like winning the lottery, a ticket out of deprivation. Things were officially desperate. Where were they going? The captain re-
fused to say. The traffickers had sworn him to secrecy on pain of death.
**** Then, in the early evening, the Mexican load guard who had popped
his head up through the hatch to get a breath of fresh air and looked up
The first couple of days were intolerable. With nowhere to to see a propeller-powered military plane circling overhead. He rushed
lie down, the crew slept sitting up, eyes half-closed, leaning on each oth- back below and told his comrades:
er’s shoulders.They survived on stale bread and canned tuna, and if they “Americanos.”
wanted to go to the bathroom, the captain had to surface and the crew The captain turned off the engine, fearful that the U.S. plane might fire
defecated with the fishes. at them. And then the sub started to leak. Throughout the voyage, Gon-
**** Withthe demise ofthe Cali and Medellín cartels inthe 1990s,
some observers incorrectly predicted the beginning of the end of the
On the evening of August 20, 2007, the USS DeWert out of May- Andean cocaine trade. By 2000 it was practically impossible to ship coke
flower, Florida was on a routine counter-narcotics patrol in the eastern of any great weight through the Caribbean, so drug traffickers turned to
Pacific about 300 miles southwest of the Mexican-Guatemalan border the Colombia’s untamed Pacific coastline. Instead of declining, cocaine
when the call came in. A U.S. Navy marine patrol airplane had just spot- production boomed as the role of the Revolutionary Armed Forces of
ted a suspicious vessel about 35 miles away. “It looks like a fucking sub- Colombia, better known by their Spanish acronym FARC, took on a
marine,” one of the surprised Navy airmen blurted over the radio. new importance. The FARC needed the money to buy weapons and
The captain ordered the DeWert to change course to intercept the SPSS. to continue to finance their half-century-long struggle against the
Below deck, LEDT 102, a U.S. Coast Guard law enforcement deployment Colombian government. Now they took on a more active role, not just
team led by Petty Officer Nathan Fornicola, was preparing to conduct providing protection but also assembling a small navy of drug
Undersea
Evolution
Captain Nemo is
hardly the first to
seek his fortune
under the sea.
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Leonardo Da Vinci Cornelius Drebbel builds American inventor David The Confederate semi- The Phoenix 1000 personal
sketches a design for a first sub; tested in the Bushnell develops “the sub HL Hunley sinks the luxury sub is sold by US
semi-submersible, Thames, stays sub- Turtle,” the first military Union battleship USS Submarines. Price tag:
though it’s never built. merged for three hours. submarine. Housatonic. $80,000,000.
sel. Not this time. Delgado climbed down into the sub and spotted one eight years, thankful that his sister is still alive, though he misses her.
of the crew in the engine room preparing to open the scuttle valves. He He rues the day he ever set foot on the cocaine bathtub.
pointed a gun at the engineer and told him to stop what he was doing He sighs in Spanish, “Fueron los peors siete días de mi vida.”
and put his hands in the air. “It was the worst seven days of my life.”
The names of some of the people in this story have been changed to protect their safety. APRIL 2009 l MAXIM 000