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

claiming all he saw were
flying cups, dishes, and the like; those were the flying saucers
everyone claimed to see, there was no such thing as aliens. Others
claimed they were just playing pranks, there was no alien
spacecraft, and it was just for fun. At first, officers at Roswell
Field said it was some sort of craft that had crashed, but, then
they issued a press release the next day saying that a weather
balloon failed, had crashed on some farm land outside of town, and
the bodies were actually test dummies testing the upper atmosphere.
The farmer and a few newspapers that the General called up even
backed the claim. President Truman arrived in Roswell shortly
before noon and went directly to Hangar 18, the site of the alien
ship and live alien.
    Truman was escorted into the hangar and the
first thing he saw was the alien ship. Even though it was damaged,
the ship itself was still mostly intact. He walked around it for a
few minutes, inspecting the ship, and then asked, “Does the Army
Air Force have any plans to rip this apart and use the technology
for ourselves?”
    “We do, sir. The plan is to take apart the
craft and see if we can’t make heads or tails of the technology,
then adjust it for our own use and understanding. I’d like to take
it back to Wright Field in Dayton so we can study the flight
mechanics of this craft and then apply it to our aircraft.”
responded the head engineer in charge of the alien spacecraft.
    “No, Wright Field isn’t the location I had in
mind for the ship to be housed and studied. There is a facility in
Nevada that is being secretly built to test all of our newest
technological innovations, code-named Area 51. This ship and its
only alien survivor will be taken there and studied for the benefit
of the American people. Now, where’s the alien?” asked Truman.
    Truman was led to the back of the hangar
where the medical unit was set up for the injured alien. Truman was
slightly shocked when he saw the tall, blue, small-eyed alien, who
was conscious and looking directly at the president when he entered
the aliens’ direct field of vision. “Can you communicate with it?”
asked Truman.
    “Yes sir, Mr. President. Apparently, the
alien has a sort of translation device imbedded in his vocal chords
and eardrum, so they can understand and communicate with us. Would
you like to ask it something, Mr. President?” asked the medical
technician, keeping a wary eye on the alien.
    Yes, of course. Greetings, to you, alien
visitor from another planet. I am President of the United States,
Harry S. Truman. Let’s get to the point; I want to know why you’re
here.”
    The alien responded in the mechanical voice
of the translator, “We are here because humans are an inferior
species to us and you make for good experiments. We detected the
energy pulses of your nuclear weapons and wanted to find out what
was going on. You, the Terrans, and all the others are a plague to
the galaxy.”
    “You know we will put a stop to your
nefarious schemes, do you not?” responded Truman.
    “I doubt it, human. Your species has been
slow to develop; it’s surprising to us that the Terrans come from
your planet, as advanced as they are.”
    “That’s the second time you mention Terrans.
Who are they?”
    “You will come against them eventually; some
even live and work on this planet. They have been trying to
manipulate the direction of your planet for over a millennium, so
that they can drag you into their war against us. Neither of your
species will succeed.” bragged the Ragnor.
    “You don’t know the ingenuity of the American
people, we will find out where your planet is and eventually we
will pay a visit there. We will also root out these Terrans and
give them what for, I guarantee,” then turning to the med tech,
“make sure you find out all you can about its species and how to
figure out the technology on that ship of theirs. Once you are at
Area 51, I authorize you and your team and any future