Free Don't Mess With Earth by Cliff Ball Page A

Earth,
their secret cover now blown. Yeager was wishing he had some
missiles on his plane, but, unfortunately for him, guided missiles
for aircraft were in the planning stages, so he kept shooting at
the UFO. One of his bullets must’ve hit something important,
because the alien ship started having smoke pour out of it, so
Yeager targeted the area. The alien ship flew north briefly, then
plunged to Earth outside of Roswell, as Yeager pursued it all the
way. The ship crashed, leaving debris all over the place, Yeager
then contacted Roswell, “This is Yeager, the UFO is down, repeat
the UFO is down. It has crashed outside of Roswell and there’s a
visible plume of smoke coming from the crash site. I suggest
someone contain the site immediately. Over,”
    “This is Roswell; we have personnel being
sent to the crash site to clean it up as we speak. Thank you,
pilot, for your efforts at taking down the UFO. Over and out.”
responded the control tower at Roswell.
    Soldiers swarmed the crash site twenty
minutes later, picking up debris and cordoning off the area. A
farmer, whose land this was that the Ragnor ship crashed on, was
standing near the remains of the crashed ship with a shotgun in his
hands, waiting for whatever it was that was inside the ship to come
outside, even though he was frightened to death it was something
that may kill him. An Army officer approached him, and said, “This
site is off-limits to civilians, you need to leave.”
    “This is my land; you can’t just take it away
from me. How about you get this here wreckage off of my land, you
pay me not to talk, and I won’t be any trouble at all to the
government.”
    The officer thought about it for a few
seconds, and then replied, “Ok, you will have to sign a
confidentiality agreement to never reveal what you’ve seen here
today. If we ever find out that you went to the press and told them
you saw aliens or an alien spacecraft, then the government will
seize your property and make you go away. Is that crystal
clear?”
    “Clear as a bell, sir.” then the farmer
sarcastically saluted the officer and walked away.
    An Army engineer found a hatch on the alien
spacecraft, so he and a few others pried it open, and carefully
made their way inside. The technology they were looking at was
beyond their level of experience, so none of them knew what to make
of it, but they found the control center of the ship, and found
four tall, bluish looking aliens. Three of them were obviously
dead, while one appeared unconscious, so medical staff were called
in and the aliens were all removed to a specially set up hangar at
the base in Roswell, along with the ship itself. The three dead
aliens were put in the morgue so that they could be looked at later
on and dissected, while the unconscious one was sent to a special
medical unit set up inside of the hangar. The base commander called
President Truman about the situation, who had been informed about
the people who witnessed a flying saucer around the nation.
    “I will be there tomorrow to look over the
situation, General. I’ve ordered certain measures to be taken to
get these flying saucer stories out of the newspapers and to
convince people what they saw was not what they think they saw.
I’ve also been in contact with the Soviets, who also shot down an
alien craft of their own, but no aliens survived the crash, at
least that’s what they say. I currently have more pressing matters
to attend to General, so good afternoon, and I’ll see you
tomorrow.”
    The next morning, newspapers around the
country had articles making fun of the claims that people saw
flying saucers. One man, who had tried to shoot down the Ragnor
ship with his shotgun when it flew over his house, was told by the
government to show the rest of America that what he actually shot
at and what was found in his yard was a twenty inch saw blade,
which the government said he allegedly claimed to be a flying
saucer. Another article had a scientist