Appendix 1
Illustrated four-page article in the Nedeljni
Telegraf, Belgrade, April 19, 2006
SERBIAN SUPER-AGENT
ARRIVES
Who is
“When
I heard that I was the one to assassinate Vlado Dapcevic, some strange feeling
of joy came over me. I was overwhelmed by pride. I thought, if I could achieve
this, all my dreams about my future life would come true”,
Just two days before the day that he was supposed to complete his assignment, Mitric
could not even dream that he would do what he did within the organization that
considered this to be a major felony. Not only that he decided not to carry
out his assignment, but that he told in
face of his victim who he was and what his orders were, even after Dapcevic had
calmly told him: “Shoot and kill me.”
Dapcevic showed understanding for
his assassin. He never stated publicly how he survived that day or what the
name was of the young man who spared his
life. He only told his closest friend once
that his assassin spared his life: “I know what that means. I was president of the martial court during the
Second World War. The hardest decision of all was to sentence someone to
death”, Dapcevic said, without revealing the identity of his assassin.
Several days ago, it was announced
that
In the following article, the
Nedeljni Telegraf will reveal the most interesting details from the testimony
of this controversial Serb.
Hired by the Services
Ten days after his decision not to
assassinate Dapcevic, all Dutch newspapers on December 25, 1973 brought the
news that
Before this, Mitric had already
failed to carry out an assignment that did not please his bosses in Belgrade.
His mission was to liquidate a chetnik emigrant Marko Milunovic in Sweden, but
the man did not show up at the pre-arranged meeting.
Mitric’s history begins when, as
an excellent karate sportsman and carrier of the black belt, he was partly
forced, partly on his own will, recruited into the Yugoslav Secret Service. His
first assignments were to connect with IB emigrants in Bucharest, where he
gained their trust. After this, UDBA transferred him to Scandinavia, where he
disarmed and captured the Croat nationalist Tomislav Rebrina in 1971.
One year later Rebrina, together
with several of his followers from the Ustasha emigration community,
high-jacked a Swedish airplane and demanded the immediate release of the
assassins of Vladimir Rolovic, the Yugoslav ambassador in Sweden, Miroslav Baresic
and the others. This demand was fulfilled. Mitric stayed in Sweden, where he
worked as a security guard in night clubs, but he was constantly followed by
the Swedish Secret police that sought his cooperation. In Sweden, he was
imprisoned for several fights and alleged rape. The same case would be repeated
later in the Netherlands. Mitric strongly denied both of them, together with
several other accusations from Sweden.
While in prison, he wrote two
books: “Belgrade Underground” and “[Bible For] A Man without Faith”. He
continued to write several years later, when he was sentenced for 13 years for
the murder of three of his countrymen, but also afterwards. In these books, he
revealed some details from his life, but also his role in some developments,
especially in the fight against international terrorism.
Connections with the CIA
In his books, Mitric gave a prominent place to three topics: information about September 11 which he revealed in the book “[Operation] Twins”, the second one being the role of the then Dutch Prime Minister Ruud Lubbers in the so-called plutonium affair in the mid-eighties, and lastly the fight against agents of Tito’s UDBA. Besides this, Mitric emphasized his close connections with US general Raymond Healey, who was allegedly a former CIA director for Europe and Asia and who selected Mitric to work for the international association of Reserve Police-International.
Mitric wrote numerous books: The Dutch Mafia, Tito’s Murder Machine, The Bible For The Man Without Faith, The Battle of Kosovo, Operation
Twins, together with several karate manuals.
In his books, he wrote about
several fascinating, daring and almost fantastic events. He directly addressed
general Momcilo Perisic after the “Neighbor affair”, claiming that he
personally knew Neighbor from the times that he
served in The Hague, giving his address and phone number, and stating
that he used to be “very close to a general of Serbian origin whose name is Slobodan
Kovacevic.”
In this context, Mitric claims
that he personally handed to the then US Ambassador in The Hague, Paul Bremer (later the first
governor in Iraq) a list of 100 names of
American citizens who, were, according to information from several “double
agents” from the Dutch Secret Service, producing biological weapons in preparation for an attack on American
soil. He did that in the presence of one of the directors of the Dutch Secret
Service, Abel Kuiper. He handed in that list, Mitric said, on the personal
demand from his friend, CIA General Healey.
Mitric’s manuscripts were
confiscated by the Dutch police. This
was particularly so in the case of his book “The Dutch Mafia” that he published
in Dutch and English (this book was not translated into English, note tr.) In
this book, he states that at the beginning of the eighties he personally met
the then Prime Minister Ruud Lubbers, who was later discharged as UN high
commissioner.
The
Plutonium Affair
Mitric claimed to have discovered a criminal organization
among several Dutch ministries that were
selling nuclear material and nuclear technology to Arab countries. Following
Lubbers’ instructions given through his assistant Jos Kibom, he personally
mediated in the transaction of
Mitric was to get in return
numerous material privileges and Dutch citizenship. Nevertheless, he accused
Lubbers of not fulfilling their
agreement and that from that moment on he
had no legal rights in the Netherlands, nor rights for political asylum or
citizenship, even though he was married to a Dutch woman Iris Mitric de Vries
for more than a decade, and that he has no working permit, no medical
insurance, nor social security.
The Dutch government tried to
extradite Mitric to Yugoslavia back in 1986, but after the intervention by the
Dutch Red Cross and a petition signed by 41 US senators and congressmen, among
whom were Senator Bob Doyle and Congressman Philip Crane, it decided against
it. Mitric assured them that a death
sentence is awaiting him in Belgrade because of his betrayal and disclosure of
the service’s top secrets.
Kelder claims that it is totally
clear, based on the documents he has, that
both trials against Mitric, the one in Sweden as well as the one in Holland, were doubtful
and based on false accusations.
Mitric himself accused, among
others, a distinguished American businessman of Serbian origin [Micir] as the
one behind the problems he had in Sweden, claiming that he was a double agent
for the Yugoslav Secret Service and the CIA. At
a meeting he attended with several Scandinavian agents in the seventies,
this businessman was also present with no explanation as to how or why, and
this made Mitric suspicious of him.
In his journal “The
According to the Dutch Minister of
Justice, Mitric would be completely safe in Serbia, where he will arrive next
week. Mitric’ legal advisor H. Sarolea said that the extradition of this former
secret agent is “an inhuman action, because his life is in great danger”.
THE
MYSTERY OF DAPCEVIC’S CASE
While jailed in a Swedish prison sentenced for
assault and rape, Mitric received a letter from his superiors in which they
asked him to contact “Uncle” (a code name for Marko Milunovic in Sweden; Vlada
Dapcevic was always called “Gaffer”).
“I
wrote to Milunovic and I sent him a recording of old Serbian songs. Milunovic
sincerely thanked me in a letter. He could never imagine that I was the one
getting ready to cut off his head. Obrad Grkovic ordered me to entrap him to
Uppsala. I was surprised that they asked me to go all the way there when I could
easily ‘clear him up’ in Vasteras. I
wrote to Milunovic from Uppsala under the name of Radoje Kovacevic. My boss
Grkovic sent me a passport with this name from Yugoslavia. Milunovic replied to
my letter, but as an old and cautious emigrant wisely refused to come to
Uppsala.”
“My bosses saw this as a failure,
they sent me a serious admonition, and ordered me to destroy all the material I
had with me and to immediately return to Yugoslavia. Upon my arrival to the
country, Grkovic welcomed me as an enemy. He even refused to shake my hand. Instead of greeting
me, he said: ‘So, you came after all, you traitor.’ This was not the same
Grkovic who used to be so nice to me and glorified my qualities as a spy. He
rudely ordered me not to leave Belgrade and to wait there for further orders. Then he perfidiously and
skillfully set up an attack on me. A group of his ‘employees’ attacked me one evening in Skadarlija,
hitting me over the head with bricks. His revenge would perhaps have even been
worse had my father not personally asked for help from our cousin Rados Nedic,
a high-ranking UDBA administrator in Novi Sad.”
“Nedic undertook a
lengthy interrogation asking me in detail what I had done and finally
deciding to help me out and give me one more chance to go back to Sweden
and amend my mistakes. First, they sent
me to Holland after which I went to Sweden to liquidate Stipe Mikulic and
another Croat; for this purpose he gave
me a new passport under the name Obrad Djuric. He also told me that Marko Milunovic was no
longer dangerous and that the
information about him was false, so he now even knew what Milunovic had for
breakfast”, Mitric said about his case.
Later on, Nedic changed his plan.
He gave Mitric 3000 German Marks and ordered him to immediately go to Holland
and continue afterwards to Norway, more precisely to Oslo, where Nedic would
wait for him in hotel “De Ribo”. He arrived
in Holland in mid-September 1973, and went on to Norway where, after some delay, he did
meet Nedic. Nedic ordered him to go back to Holland and try to become close
friends with his other agent Sasa Colakovic, and set up their next meeting in
Holland.
A Hazardous Assignment
“While waiting for Nedic, I went one day to the restaurant “Boomerang” where I accidentally met two young men. They told me they were Macedonians, that their names were Batke and Marko, and that they came here on a tour as tourists, which actually meant they were criminals. I became friends with them and got them to work for me. By a pure twist of faith, these two were with me when my life was in great danger on the orders of the almighty UDBA.”
“Finally, my new boss Rados Nedic
arrived. He took me to some quiet restaurant and pompously stated me it was
decided that I were to go to Brussels and kill Vlado Dapcevic. He told me to
find Bora Blagojevic in Brussels, who owns the restaurant “Sarajevo” there and
that he will put me in touch with
Dapcevic. I got Vlado’s phone number. According to my deal with Nedic, when I spoke
with Dapcevic on the phone for the first time, I told him my name was Zoran
Jovanovic and that I wanted to bring him greetings from Slobodan Kovacevic and
Milan Zuban from Romania. This was enough
for Dapcevic and he immediately made an appointment to receive me.”
“Nedic sent me a gun through his
messenger (a colt revolver). Everything was ready and the realization of the
big plan was just ahead of me. Through
the same messenger who brought the gun, Nedic ordered me to go to Brussels on
December 16 1973, to visit Dapcevic and that as soon as he would open the door,
I should riddle him with bullets and run
away as fast as possible, not back to Holland but to Munich. He would meet me
there at a pre-arranged place.”
This change of plan turned Mitric suspicious. Why was he supposed
to go to Brussels all alone? He started to
suspect that perhaps Nedic wanted
to have him filled up with bullets together with Dapcevic.
“This really made me angry, but I
managed to hold my anger back and not show it in front of Nedic’ messenger. So,
although not willingly, I controlled myself and decided to go to Brussels and
finish with that murder once and for all
and prove to everyone that I’m not a traitor. I arrived in Brussels on December 16. I took with me
Marko the Macedonian. I left him waiting for me in a restaurant owned by some
woman named Zora. I told Marko I had to finish some jobs in the city. He asked
me why I was so pale, if I were sick or
something. I explained to him that it must be because of a cold I had. Marko new nothing about the
reason for my visit. I encouraged myself
and tried to calm my conscience, telling myself that Dapcevic was an enemy and the biggest villain of our
country. That he wanted to destroy my
father, my grandfather, my uncle, ruin
my brother, my sister and our whole nation. This gave me back the strength to
kill without mercy”, Mitric said.
When he arrived at the restaurant, he phoned Dapcevic who
gave him his address: Avenue George Bergman. He took a taxi and went there, but
on the way dark thoughts befell him. He
felt he would be liquidated, together
with his victim.
“I started to hesitate and ask myself strange
questions. I tried to dismiss these thoughts energetically. As soon as Dapcevic
would show up at the door, I decided to immediately start shooting. I already
saw him in my mind falling helplessly on the floor, shot dead with my gun.
Again something whispered in me asking if it was right to kill an old powerless
man in this way? Then I encouraged
myself again and calmed my conscience by saying that Dapcevic is the biggest
enemy and villain of our country. This brought the strength back to kill
him without mercy. I was interrupted
from these thoughts when the taxi stopped in front of the three-story building where Dapcevic
lived”, Mitric described.
To Shoot an Old Man
When he ringed the interphone, he heard his voice: “Come upstairs. I live on the second floor. I will wait for you in front of my door.”
He went up the stairs easily. He
arrived in front of Dapcevic’s door but he had not come out yet. He rang the bell. He put his hand in his pocket
and held the gun that was loaded and unlocked. All he needed was the open door
and everything would be done (over) in a minute. Instead, something else
happened. Mitric described this event with the following words:
“Suddenly the door opened and
I froze
at the sight of Dapcevic who spoke to me with a smile and a warm voice:
“Zdravstvui, tavarish.” My hand dropped the gun and unconsciously grabbed
Dapcevic’ open hand. “Hallo, uncle Vlado”, I said with joy while a big and warm appeared on my
face.”
“Prior to this, I used to stay
cold as a rock and totally in control of myself in similar situations. The big
smile and warmth of Vlado’s eyes totally mesmerized me and probably evoked some
human feelings in me, deeply hidden in my subconscious. His face reminded me of
the face of our big national hero Sava Kovacevic. Dapcevic had gray hair. He
was over sixty (years old), but he looked older. His face showed) traces of a
hard life in war and in prison. His eyes shone like torches. An immense trust
came out of these eyes, even though he saw me for the first time, he grabbed my
hand as if I were his son. He invited me in and offered me
a glass of rakija/brandy. We were alone. We started to talk. I was really
surprised about my own reaction.”
“Shoot! What are you waiting for?
Spoke the man in me, the one hungry for blood and fame, a hit man paid by UDBA.
The other man told me to wait a while and talk some more with this noble old
man. I made a mistake and listened to this second man. That was my big weakness
and mistake, but I am proud of it today.”
“Suddenly,
I felt like being on a trial and heard the voice of my awakened
conscience: ‘You are a murderer. Your victims are not murderers. You are
the one who is the murderer together with the ones that pay you to kill.’”
“We talked for almost an hour.
Vlado’s eyes became even warmer and his smile even bigger. He spoke about his
wife and his child. I gathered all my courage, looked him straight in the eyes
and told him who I was and why I came.”
“I suppose my face again showed
that expression you have before liquidating a powerless victim. But this
wonderful old man didn’t even scream or move from his place, and his eyes were
saying: ‘Okay, then shoot me, an old man.’”
“I looked at the floor repentantly
and my body sunk. Suddenly, I became as soft as a lamb and with penitence
started to confess to this old man, whom I saw for the first time in my life
and for whose blood I was so thirsty minutes ago.”
“He was surprised that UDBA knew
everything about him. I didn’t give him the name of any of my superiors. I
wasn’t ready for all that. I promised to call him again.”
“Suddenly, some strange feeling
came into my body and soul. Everything around me seemed fresh and new,
beautiful and strange. Vlado followed me to the street. I took a taxi and soon
met Marko. At six o’clock we were in a train heading to Holland. In Brussels
behind us, stayed Vlado Dapcevic alive and healthy, and what would happen to me
– I didn’t want to know. I felt a
hitherto unknown feeling of freedom and I wanted to flavor it as long as
I could. I happily started to sing a
song. Marko looked at me stunned,
because that horrible pale face of mine was gone. The chains I put on myself, I freed myself from as well.”
The events that followed on
December 25 at café “Mostar”
B.D.
VLADO DAPCEVIC:
THE MOST FAMOUS YUGOSLAV
IB-MAN
Vlado Dapcevic was born in
After the war, he was a teacher at
the High Party School, and in 1947 chief commander for the agitation and
propaganda department of the Yugoslav People’s Army’s directorate. After
accepting the resolution of USSR Inform bureau [in 1948] he attempted to leave the country, but
failed. For some time he went into hiding in Belgrade, but was caught when
attempting to leave the country again near the Hungarian border. He spent 22
months under investigation in prison. Army prosecutors receded twice to raise
the case against him, so they also ended up at Goli Otok. He was sentenced to 20
years in prison.
From June 1950 to December 1956,
he was in the camps Stara Gradiska, Bileca, and Goli Otok. Under the threat of
getting arrested again, he escaped with a group of his friends to Albania.
After several months, Albanian authorities sent them to the USSR. He left the
USSR in 1966 and went to Western Europe.
While staying in Belgium, France,
Switzerland, and Holland, he survived, by working as a simple manual laborer.
At the same time, he tried to
organize political activities among Yugoslav economic migrants, but without
success. The police of these Western
countries arrested him several times and extradited him from one country to
another. Not until 1969 did he get a
residence permit to stay in Belgium.
The Yugoslav and Romanian police
collaborated in Bucharest in 1975 and organized his kidnapping in which two of
his friends were killed. He was sentenced to death in Yugoslavia, but this was
changed to 20 years in prison. He was released from solitary confinement from
prison in Pozarevac in June 1988 and expelled from Yugoslavia.
After the ban to return to the
country was lifted, Dapcevic came back to Yugoslavia in September
He
died in 2001.
Caption Of The Facsimile Of The Lubbers’ Letter
Mitric claims that he participated, with the
knowledge of Dutch Prime Minister Lubbers, in the mission of unmasking some of
their politicians who sold nuclear technology to the Arabs. Nedeljni Telegraf
hereby brings a copy of the reply of Dutch Prime Minister Lubbers to Mitric’
letter in the middle of the plutonium affair: “Dear Mr. Mitric, I have received
your letter dated October 19, 1984 concerning ‘the exchange of spies’. You can
be assured that this subject has my full attention. Best regards, R. F. M.
Lubbers.” *
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[1] This claim that 911 was planned at the end of the 2nd millennium was recently borne out by recent research and also shown in the movie Al-Qaeda – The Road to 911 (note publisher).
* This letter was reprinted from
the book Operation Twins without the
consent of the publishers, The Willehalm Institute Press