I should like to inform thee, that the research facility we were so
recently humble guests of, has been closed down by Lockheed Intl. It
would seem that they have chosen to "re-alocate corporate vertical
integration." To you that means they have moved. Claiming a loss for
their investors they closed the facility.
Two things: what I found, and what I heard.
What I clairaudently heard:>
The tall blond man of impressive stature was beningly fingering through
Company after action reports. When the most intelligent and daring
data-fiend came upon something interesting. Kid, the strange woodsy
mountain-manish type we met filed a report from the same area.
Contained therin was an .mpg file of two Soviet Heavy lift helos (they
make the Orca like size of our Knightly helocopters seem impish.)
Palletized cargo was then onloaded and the Helos took off. Seeing
nothing better to do, Kid then eliminated all 200 researchers at the
base. He did manage to interrogate the last one, who with .44 Magnum
in mouth, swore on all good and holy that the Soviets had taken the
planes back to Siberia.
What I so pirately found:>
While still downloading data from yon sight, before the gatekeepers
closed my back door, I was able to garner a vast wealth of knowledge.
One could say a King's ransom.
As we know, the poor unfortunate and now quite dead serfs at the base
were assembling parts for these 'Planes' in a manner quite antlike. Mystifo was
able to assemble a CAD program (from scratch) that could read the
encrypted data points that make up the files. The great one learned
that the 'Plane' once in orbit will have incredible characteristics.
Using technology that I cannot understand it will move great masses
of material to and from a destination, beyond earths orbit with great
speed. The moon will be reached in several hours and Mars in but a
a week. Not one to be overreactionary, your humble assistant also
noted that in an atmosphere it will be unequaled, and it is possible
the assemblers did not understand its capabilities outside the
atmosphere.
Fear not, the Dodger shall return. For I must go on a most pressing engagement. Until we next meet I shall bid you adeiu.
