Tesla by Jason Walker (color ebook reader TXT) 📖

to the CIA ship and again went back out to sea. This time, they sailed around the coastline of Yemen; it took several days to get there.

When the ship finally did reach the waters of Yemen, they had to proceed with extra-sensory awareness to not be attacked, being not a pro-American country, at all. In protection of the passage, the captain activated a secret stealth technology that made them invisible to radar, which was something Darren was surprised to learn was passé, being that the Americans had this technology on all their ships.

It was on this mission that Darren learned about portals. It blew his mind, and he had a tough time accepting that there were natural portals on the earth where others could enter his world from some other part of the galaxy. He played the grey ghost and watched as people monitored the various machines that they had on the bridge.

As he listened to people talking, he got the gist of what was going on. Something was being tracked. Suddenly, one of the officers on board the vessel called to the bridge that he had an inbound target fifty-one miles up in the ionosphere and 1.5 miles away from the ship. That was also when Darren met General Chen for the first time. He was a guest on board the vessel and was important to the mission because of the new weapons he brought, which had been installed on the main deck in hopes of being tested on this very mission and potentially on the target being tracked on the radar.

All hands on the deck were told to cover the windows, and then Chen’s weapon was activated. It wasn’t firing a missile. Instead, Darren believed it was sending some kind of a radar signal that would stop a UFO in its flight and cause it to crash into the sea.

The officer monitoring the equipment had said that the craft had appeared in our space, and time and had been successfully shot down, resulting in an urgent need to recover the craft. General Chen introduced himself to Darren and told him that he would soon be assigned to come and work for “the company” that the General was running. This was the first he’d heard of a shuffle of duty and reporting, so he shelved it and hoped he’d get to talk to his handler about it when he had the opportunity to see her next.

When Darren was allowed to go to the topside a few hours later, he saw a diamond-shaped craft that was approximately ten meters in diameter sitting on the deck. He was told that he would be taking the craft to the same base in Saudi Arabia but he would be flying it back to the US, where the Orange Corporation would take possession to unravel the mysteries of its operation.

After Darren had been cleared to watch the monitors that were on the bridge to witness an amazing recovery of a second craft from under the ocean, so many questions came to mind, but he refrained from speaking up. Instead, he noted them in his head for later penning so that he didn’t pester people for answers. He was patient, knowing that when he got back to the United States with the second craft, he would then get to see Agent Carpenter again for a debriefing. He could wait until then for the answers he sought.

The type of aircraft that could carry the smaller types of UFOs still had to be big. When he saw what had touched down in Saudi Arabia, though, he could hardly believe it. He knew this plane wasn’t a general issue, which made him surmise that the CIA had lots of money and had spent some of it on aircraft that were massive enough to haul spaceships back to the States. This thing was so advanced-looking that it, too, seemed like it was an ET ship, but he knew it was manmade because it was painted. He got on the strange aircraft after the diamond-shaped UFO was guided on board by a special flatbed designed especially for carrying extra-heavy objects. The giant plane had no problems taking the craft on board, and when it was secured, they closed the ramp. Then, the plane got ready for takeoff, and they all buckled in.

The plane taxied down the runway, and Darren and several members of a security team escorted it all the way back to Wright Patterson Air Force Base in the USA. The part of the flight that made him the most nervous was the treacherous night fuelings. Due to the in-flight ability, the plane never touched down on any foreign soil. It just kept flying until it reached America’s coastline, and that had meant many strategic link-ups with planes carrying payloads of fuel meant for this enormous aircraft. One wrong move by the pilot, and they’d become an inferno.

General Chen had been correct; Darren soon learned that he would be sent off to work in a company that was funded by the CIA called the Orange Corporation.

When his attractive handler met him on the base, he was told what he was in for. “Your job is to secure locations and retrieve advanced technology that might be discovered someplace on earth or shot down from the sky. You will work with me on every assignment and also ensure that what gets shipped off gets delivered to the right people—got it?” Agent Carpenter said, looking out of place in the underground parking lot.

“Who can I trust in this game?” he asked.

Anna looked at him and didn’t respond. He had to realize the truth for himself. She was about to say as much when he shook his head and spoke. “I can’t trust anybody can I? That’s one of the shitty things about working for spooks. I bet you don’t know whom we can trust? You’d better think about that before you ask me to play nice with some outfit I’ve only just heard of, mate. If it’s just me, and you’re watching our backs, that says a lot about the organizations we’ve chosen to work for.”

Darren watched her unlock her car to get inside it.

As they sat down, he used a phone app to check for electromagnetic frequencies being emitted from the car. When the car was cleared, he spoke again. “It’s okay. No bugs. So, I have a question for you outside of all this.”

Anna looked over at him as she got her keys out and put them into the ignition.

“Okay. Ask your question,” she replied as Darren put on his seat belt.

“Have you kept tabs on the men you caught me with? Did they continue on and get deployed?”

Anna looked over at him and nodded her head. “Trust is important. I know that they meant something to you, so I made sure they went back to their regiment and continued on with no blemishes on their record. In fact, we gave them a glowing citation for assisting US Forces in Iraq. As far as I know, they’re still on active duty. I could get letters to them if you wanted me to send them something. Haven’t you kept in touch with any of them?”

Darren shook his head as Anna drove her car out and slowly drove out of the building. “No, I didn’t want to cause them any grief. I just wanted to know that they were okay.”

Anna turned left onto the main street and drove down the block. When they got to a stop light, she looked at the people that were crossing the street in front of them.

“I’ve got to prove my loyalty to you. I know that. That’s why I haven’t bothered them any further,” she said as she revved the car and prepared to proceed forward on the green light.

Darren was pleased to hear her say that. He felt a massive obligation to see his mates done right since nearly causing them to be discharged from the Australian Defense Force owing to his own curiosity about what the United States had been up to at the Pine Gap base. The two drove on and looked for a place where they could have a decent dinner to discuss things further as darkness began to fall over them.

Anna and Darren walked to a park after their meal. She hadn’t wanted to discuss the nitty-gritties inside the restaurant and suggested a walk afterwards. She held his arm and enjoyed pretending that she was his girlfriend as a jogger ran by them. Darren accommodated her soft clasping of his arm as if she were accustomed to such latitude with his body. How strange a feeling, he thought to himself.

“What are you guys doing with this information after you back-engineer their technology? Are they all from the same beings?”

Anna shook her head as they walked in front of a setting sun. “Some are from other worlds. Some are from other dimensions. You’ve already learned that first-hand since you were on that mission off the coast of Yemen.”

Darren thought about the portals. That was life-changing information. “Will we get to go to other planets in our solar system because of what we learn from all this retrieval and back-engineering?” Darren asked.

Anna smiled and remained silent for several moments before she looked up into his eyes and said, “What makes you think they’re not already doing that, Darren?” she commented as they stopped and looked at a river off in the distance. “We’re constantly trading technologies and information with people, and you’re a part of that because your job is to get those technologies back to the shop where they can be chopped up and analyzed. We learn as we go.”

The next day, Anna took him into a federal building and they walked into an elevator. When she put a key into the side of the inside panel of the elevator, a light came on and asked her to step forward for an iris scan. Then, the elevator started going down, but it kept on going for an extraordinarily long time, and soon, Darren realized they were going down to an underground base.

He was wrong though. It wasn’t a base. It was a transit system. There was an underground train system that could take people all over the United States, and she wanted to get him used to riding it knowing there were bases that he would have to go to that would require that what he found remain a secret.

When they got on the train for the first time, Darren was amazed by how fast they were moving. “Holy cow!” he said as the thing zipped by at a crazy rate of speed.

Soon, they were in Virginia, a state where the CIA felt right at home.

“Why are we here?” Darren asked since they didn’t have any kind of technology with them.

Agent Carpenter smiled at him as they walked up to a security checkpoint and showed their identification. They were then escorted to an underground medical unit, and Darren was to be given a tattoo containing micro-dotted inks that were only microns in size linked to computers he had no idea he was linking into. Is it the beast? he wondered.

“Is this going to be a regular thing?” he asked her.

As she looked at the designs in a binder provided for such occasions that required inspiration, she suggested he go with something that was Australian-themed. He liked that idea and put his favourite footie team emblem on one of his shoulders. It was against his better judgment to get tattooed, but Anna told him that he would feel stronger