Artur Zadikyan
Binary code Mystery number two
Soon he arrived at the place. The door wouldn't open, there was no clearance.
– What to do? – He asked Isa.
– Call her," she suggested or recommended.
– How?
– Wait, they're having lunch soon, someone will come out, tell them to call. It's normal here.
Rutra did so, and soon a woman, in her early thirties, of oriental type, came out.
– I'm here to see you. May I speak to you? – Ruthra addressed her.
– Are you from Russia? – she asked with hope in her voice.
– Yes," Ruthra answered, looking at her wonderingly. – Why, can you tell? Or did you recognize it in some other way?
– No. I knew a trusted specialist was coming, a doctor from Russia studying systems that transmit information signals in unconventional ways. Let's go to the cafeteria, have lunch, and we can talk.
– Were you expecting me?
– Yeah. Come with me.
She led him down the corridors, then led him into the compartment. What Rutru saw there was another mind-blowing experience. He stopped, his brain working like a dynamo, trying to make sense of what was happening. Alikhanov's rig stood in the center of the lab. Ruzi stopped too, waiting for Rutru and perplexed, studying his reaction. He looked at the doctor and said, to explain something to himself, and to check her for "his – alien":
– The proof of the Poincaré hypothesis and Perelman's "quirks" have a long-range calculation in order to prove the genius fantasist right, which contradicts the mathematics of the universe and comes from the human desire to believe in the illogical, the miracle, which leads humanity from one disappointment to another, that is, to the catastrophe that faith itself describes, because there is no other, which in the end, if not changed, will lead to the real catastrophe of humanity.
– What? What do you mean? – Ruzi asked, looking at Ruthra questioningly, smiling as if she had heard something she didn't dare to say.
– So much for the savior being digital this time.
– That's great. Anyone who's into this stuff will understand. Everyone has their hobby. Poincaré's hypotheses and Perelman's "quirks" have a long-range calculation? Hmm. How to say. Although… these proofs are only understood by a very narrow circle. That is, even if they are wrong – no one will know! Einstein is a fantasist. It's the same with his proofs. He was kicked out of school because of his poor math skills, but he had a great imagination. He tried to explain the mystery of the universe by voicing the work of other scientists as his own, but it contradicts (his theory) Newton's physics. The one on which all physics is based. The illogical miracle is the whole of religion. A miracle is always unexplainable, therefore not logical. And religion, while promising to save man and the world, keeps predicting the apocalypse. So it is not logical, but people consider it God's grace, because they need "spiritual food". Do you believe in God?
– Purely scientific," Ruthra said, sighing.
And he thought to himself, looking at the installation, "That's what it is."
Ruzi understood Rutra's surprise.
– It's a copy. My father worked with an academic," she explained. – After they were exposed, my father managed to move to America. In the '90s, Russia was a mess. His friends, microbiologists, were mysteriously murdered, and everything was disguised as a domestic or accidental incident. When Dad realized that someone very powerful was behind it, a super-secret organization, that no one cared about these deaths, even though they were the direct responsibility of the FSB, he decided to run away.
– So why were they killed if they were so needed?
– You don't know about the Alikhanov program of doppelgangers and copying the non-physical content of the brain.
Rutra could barely keep from showing surprise, she also "finished" Rutra by saying:
– They themselves created the monster that ate them.
A shiver ran through Ruthra's body. She continued to surprise him, as if Rutra were her good friend and more than that, her accomplice.
– I brought you here because the rig is jamming all the signals. I'm working here, trying to recreate the rig from the blueprints my dad memorized.
– What about him? – Ruthra asked, thinking at that moment that Isa was involved, or else it was a provocation, only with a ghostly purpose, though the "scan" of Ruzi's pupils showed no lie.
– Op died," Rousey replied sadly.
– What, too?
– No, that's what I call it, he had a heart attack, he was driven to it by the system. I was tricked into coming here and they won't let me out. I can see my family. There is everything here – cinema, cafes, theater, stadium and much more. But I can't go outside the perimeter until I've done all the installation.
– Strange, why not a cooperative arrangement?
– Which one? Alikhanov refused to finish, and if he did anything, it was with deceit and cunning. They even killed his wife, so he only pretended to cooperate.
Ruthra tried to contact Isa, she didn't answer. Could this really be an isolation room?
– How did you get here, why do you trust me?
– You're from Russia, and I was told you were working with Alikhanov. Besides, I don't care anymore, I'm in prison, I can only escape at the risk of my life. I didn't want to become a military man, although since childhood I was constantly with my father in secret laboratories. At that time I didn't understand why they let me in. I was a journalism major. Let's go to the mess hall and I'll tell you my story and what's going on here. If I open my eyes wide, it means we can't talk about it. We'll talk openly when we get back here.
They got out and walked in a different direction, soon reaching the dining room, which looked like a fancy restaurant – with fountains, a waterfall, and wildlife elements, including animals and birds.
– When I lived in the Soviet Union, I, probably like everyone else, was alarmed to hear and read information about the US military bases, with which they literally filled the whole world.
One day several men in civilian clothes, of strange appearance and skin color, came to visit my father. At that time I did not yet know that it was professional. They talked briefly, and after almost twenty-four hours we prepared to move. I realized later that my father had been warned, prepared for this. A trailer came to pick us up, we loaded everything we thought was precious to us, and off we went. I didn't know where we were being taken. After a few dozen miles, we noticed that there was no one on the road but us – a thin ribbon of winding highway, bare mountains, lifeless Mojave Desert. Suddenly we saw a modest, ordinary sign, and we didn't immediately realize that we were speeding along the range, that we were being driven to the very same Edwards Air Force Base where the shuttles usually landed. I began to realize what was happening. It was quite enough for me to imagine that we were quite close to mysterious, menacing, and super-secret places, although the sky above us was somehow particularly desolate and quiet, like the Mojave. Probably because passenger airliners are forbidden to fly over Air Force bases. But getting to Area 51 was more interesting. Extraterrestrial Highway – Extraterrestrial Highway (or Alien Highway) is the official name given by jokers or enterprising businessmen to the road running along the northern border of the Nellis test site. As we approach the symbolic gates of the secret base, there are the same warning signs as at Edwards Proving Ground, and the same strict prohibitions on photography and filming, although there is nothing around but mountains and sun-scorched desert. Our base, now "our" to me, is in the center of the test site. This is the largest test site in the United States. During the day the approaches to Zone-51 – in physical space – are patrolled by special military units fur seals, these are "Navy SEALs" on white Jeeps "Cherokee", at night – by black helicopters with searchlights. Camouflaged security cameras, motion and heat radiation detectors and warning shields are installed around the perimeter of the base. No signs of life within a 100 kilometer radius.
She recounted it like a fascinating incident before a tragedy. It literally "screamed" from the tone of the story. Ruthra knew all this, and did not want to interrupt her. She probably wanted to pour her heart out to someone. "The locals weren't interested.
– Zone-51, measuring 35 by 40 kilometers (aka Dreamland, Box, Ranch), is framed by mountain ranges 1,500 meters high at the absolutely smooth bottom of the dried-up salt lake Groom Lake. To see at least from afar, even a piece of what Google Earth so generously showed, the curious, risking their heads, climbed to the tops of the mountains. But even this amusement is over. With the permission of the government, Zone-51 "privatized" the territories surrounding it. Civilian airplanes are also banned from flying over it due to the nuclear tests conducted here. During the day, there is a sepulchral silence on and above the base, one even gets the impression that the facility has been abandoned for a long time. But as soon as night falls on the ground, glowing dots soar into the sky, and they do not behave like normal airplanes. In general, everything is like in a good thriller. And then the science fiction begins.
A waitress brought them food as special visitors. Despite the strict secrecy of the place, Ruthra had seen that it was a place where they tried to make it as comfortable as possible. "It's obviously necessary to keep from going crazy," he thought. Ruzi, reluctant to eat, continued her story:
– Once I was enthusiastic about everything mysterious and unknown, including "flying saucers", collected all possible information about them, using a journalist's crust, met with leading domestic ufologists and contactors. But with time there was a skeptical attitude, as to something not respectable and not serious. Although once already here in Los Angeles, I saw with my own eyes in the sky at 3 a.m. something clearly "unidentified" – a bright plasma clot hovering above the horizon. While I was trying to figure out what it was, it jerked out of place, turned at a right angle and disappeared from view in a flash. But, touching on this topic, it is impossible to avoid UFOs, because it is here, it is on them all and twisted. Now, of course, it is difficult to surprise me.
"Of course," thought Ruthra, "after saying that, who's going to let you out? He knew very well why. For for many decades Area-51 had been one of the most mysterious sites on Earth, surrounded by many legends and speculations, guesses and assumptions that the U.S. government had been reluctant to shed light on, which only made them more intriguing. For example, there are persistent rumors that here are being developed and tested the most modern aircraft, created on the basis of technology extracted from aliens. And one of them is the F-117A, developed by the Stealth program (production of aircraft that are not visible to radar systems). The word stealth in translation means "cunning", "subterfuge". This version is to some extent indirectly confirmed by the fact that the work related to the "invisible" aircraft of this class was carried out under the top-secret project Have Blue, and the word blue in the U.S. Air Force is a code designation for communication with UFOs. Naturally, those who need it want it to remain a rumor.
– At first, when I was just getting into this topic, I didn't think it would come to this. You know, a lot of people think that everything is calm, that it's all a joke. Many people get carried away and overstep the boundaries, but the invisible eye is watching, not slumbering. I also got carried away, collected and systematized eyewitness stories. You can believe in eyewitness stories or not, but they are there. I will try to organize in chronological sequence all the key points of testimonies related to this topic, without, of course, being responsible for their reliability. I am a journalist at heart and here I do not stop conducting my investigation. The thing is that here in one department do not know what they do in another. My father started to wonder about what really happens here. He wanted to understand why they were installing Alikhanov. In one of the documents, not known how extracted by him, with the label Top Secret/Majic under the title "Project "Discontent"" was collected information about aliens from other planets, starting in 1936, when in Germany allegedly crashed disc-shaped flying machine. Having taken possession of the remains of the UFO, the Germans attempted to reproduce its technology. And in 1947, and the Americans in the hands of also fell victim to an alien ship crashed, and even with the bodies of dead aliens. About this story written not only mountains of articles, but also novels. Local newspapers and radio stations then transmitted the official message of the U.S. Air Force about the crash of the "flying disk" on a ranch near the city of Roswell, New Mexico. And they themselves, having realized, a few days later denied this information: the wreckage, they say, belonged to a balloon-probe or an unmanned aerial reconnaissance vehicle. But they were not believed, and in Roswell pilgrimage of "alien-dependent" citizens continues to this day. For them in the city opened a museum of ufology with a dead alien on a hospital gurney, for them annually organized a festival of ufologists. The motives of such activity of local citizens are understandable and were in the hands of the authorities, in the direct (in the collection of taxes) and figurative (diversion from reality) sense. All that was happening had to be given a fairy-tale, magical meaning, so that it was difficult to perceive it logically. Later I found out that the mysterious construction works under the bottom of the salt dried lake Groom began in 1951. Our center began to be built even then.
"Yes, ma'am, you'll sing a lot of things in this area, but that's not news to me," Rutra said in his mind. He knew that the U-2 spy plane experiment had been completed at Groom Lake in 1955. And that Zone-51 had been constantly modernized and expanded since then, too. By 1980, 180 above-ground buildings and structures had already been erected on the territory of the base, the main of which had 14 underground floors. The intrigue of what was happening also gave the fact that in the fifties astronomers were discovered a whole "fleet" of space objects that approached the Earth and settled in equatorial orbit – at altitudes from 160 to 800 kilometers. Whether in reality it was a UFO or someone skillfully disguised their satellites – and did not find out. In the documents, which allegedly accidentally published by British officials of the appropriate rank, meant literally the following: "Another group of humanoid aliens from the constellation of the Pleiades came into contact with the U.S. government during these events. This was discussed at the highest levels. Of course, after that there were various rumors with a conspiracy theory orientation. In March 1954 was issued a new directive JANAP-146, which stated that data on all unknown objects, including UFOs, should be regarded as a message of paramount importance, directly related to national defense, that their disclosure is punishable by the Espionage Act. Shortly after the directive was issued, civilian airline pilots were also instructed not to disclose UFO sightings.
Ruzi knew about all this, of course, but, unlike Rutra, she spoke of it as an event in which she herself had participated. Ruthra wanted to change the conversation to something that interested him, but his curiosity got the better of him. He wanted to know what it all meant to her, whether it was worth saving her. She went on as if she were in the middle of a conversation.
– Five UFOs landed at Edwards Base. American President Eisenhower himself arrived to meet the alien guests. The encounter, like the previous one, was filmed. I have information that both tapes are stored here in a safe place.
"She's not afraid to talk about it? What is she afraid to talk about? She doesn't widen her eyes," Ruthra wondered. He also thought that after the statements of such dignitaries, lack of belief in the aliens equaled disbelief in the aliens themselves. "That's something to ponder," Ruthra thought, and remembered, to confirm his thinking, another statement. "There's no point in hiding the fact that aliens landed on the planet in the late '40s and we're in communication with them," David Rose, a former high-ranking CIA official, had "cracked" shortly before his death.
Ruzi interrupted Rutra's musings.
– As far as I know, there was an agreement between the U.S. government and the aliens that went something like this: we keep your presence secret, you do not interfere in the affairs of the Earth community. Dr. Gabo, who of course you must know about, claimed to have seen with his own eyes intact UFOs captured by the Air Force, which they were attempting to control as part of Project Red Light, which was conducted at the Tonopah Proving Grounds and then at Area-51. The goal of the project was to create engines similar to those on the "flying saucers".
The last statement seemed strange to Rutra, because, according to his information, according to the same "reliable" sources, the project "Red Light" was suspended in 1962, although, even very responsible people claimed that because of an alien ship exploded over the base during test flights. As told by outside observers, the explosion was visible over at least three states.
Rutra ate with gusto, Ruzi, on the contrary, continued to "peck". She talked more than she ate. When Rutra hinted that he knew something about the incidents, including the explosion, she, either not realizing the hint or deliberately, continued in the same vein.
– The pilots were dead, and no one knew what happened. That's Cooper's story. And he's a very reliable source, I'll tell you that.
"Very," Ruthra said to himself. Ruzi, however, did not stop.
– He claimed that the aliens provided us with three ships and their personnel to learn to fly. This project is still in effect today. Not only do we have alien ships that we fly, but we have ships that we have built using their technology. Technology far beyond our knowledge. Contact with aliens still occurs in Area 51 to this day.
Rutra couldn't stand it, he wanted to laugh, but then he made a "smart" face and asked, though with a hint of skepticism:
– Are you serious, did you check it out?
She made a look on her face like she was looking at someone surprised by a television, so that Ruthra almost regretted asking. She answered nonchalantly, but changed her tone:
– That's the assertion of those who had anything to do with it. Listen to this. The same Cooper also told of the existence of a certain Jason Society, a small circle of the best specialists in the country, dedicated to the secret, including six Nobel Prize winners. Having passed the most rigorous security checks, they have been granted the highest security clearance and the privileges of the highest-ranking military officers in addition. They are the elite of the elite of the scientific world. They are the only ones who know the truth about alien technology and the real achievements of American physics. Do you know what this is about?!
Ruthra decided not to argue with her, to listen to the end. He simply nodded affirmatively at that question. When she agreed, she continued with equal fervor.
– Cooper traveled the country, meeting with people and telling scary things about the U.S. government's collusion with aliens, about human exchange – in secret from his own people and the world. He gave lectures, radio and television appearances until he was shot and killed in his home – as a result of resisting an attempted arrest. William Cooper was declared insane and everything he had "spouted" was a brazen fabrication.
"Well, it all fits," Ruthra said in his mind. Ruzi went on, leaning back in her chair, for she had stopped eating completely.
– But the first to break his vow of silence was not Cooper, but physicist Bob Lazar, who initially spoke under the pseudonym Dennis. He described the experiments with UFOs in Area-51 and on the aliens who were kept there until 1979, when as a result of the conflict that arose between the U.S. government and aliens, the latter temporarily left Earth. American researchers of this situation believe that one of the reasons for the conflict was the violation of the aliens of the 1954 agreement with President Eisenhower on non-interference in the affairs of earthlings. On October 9, 1955, Field Marshal Douglas Mac Arthur, commander of the U.S. Pacific Fleet, addressed other countries, primarily Russia, despite the cold relations between the two countries, with such a puzzling appeal: "The nations of the world must unite, as the next war will be an interplanetary war … The nations of the world need … to form a common front against aliens from other planets. Why should they, if all alien mysticism is just a myth? Naturally, all such stories have their share of mystification and fantasy. Even at the highest, official level. For example, surrounding with a halo of mystery and top-secret object Zone-51. It would seem that there simply cannot be a more classified place than Zone-51. But about 15 miles to the south of it there is a more secret place – object S4, where we are, and from all this we can conclude that the hype around any place is necessary for the authorities only to hide even more secret place. So I wouldn't be surprised if there's something else that even we don't know.
– Is there any reason to think so? – Ruthra decided to ask, even though he knew there was.
– Quite, but to do that, you'll need to find someone who worked closely with Schneider.
– Who's that?
– Officially he was a military geologist, in reality he was a special facilities construction manager.
– Why is S4 more secret than Area 51?
– It is believed that mutual learning and technology exchange with aliens takes place here. This zone has been codenamed "Back Side of the Moon". Because on the back side of the Moon, according to astronauts who have been there, there are intermediate alien bases.
– What's really going on here?
– I don't know exactly, but all these technologies exist, but exactly who created them is not known. For example, if I fail at something, I get some scientific bureau to help me, but the result is the same, because the task at hand is from the realm of fantasy. In the end, the problem is solved, the invention or discovery appears, but who the author – is not known. You need to find Gabo.
– Why?
– He was working with Dennis.
– Who is he?
– His real name is Bob Lazar, he worked here, then fell into disgrace like Alikhanov, started talking a lot, claimed he couldn't keep quiet about what he saw, in the name of humanity.
– I meant who Gabo is, and in general, you know, the purpose of my visit is quite real, earthly. If it helps me in my task, I will find Lazar.
– It'll help, believe me. Your task will seem elementary once you know what they can do here. Decrypting and hiding a signal is elementary, it can be sent from space.
– And the encryption?
– Go to Livermore Labs, get an answer.
– Tell me what you know about this Lazarus.
– This is where Bob Lazar was assigned to S4. From December 1988 to April 1989, he headed the physical branch of the S4 facility. Upon arrival, Lazar found over a hundred manuals on his new desk in blue folders with information about aliens and alien technology. There were black and white photos of dead aliens, as well as medical reports of their autopsies. There were also photos of living aliens labeled "extraterrestrial biological entity" in the folders. In fact, S4 is a four-level underground ufological laboratory, the core of Area-51 and the biggest secret of the U.S. government. On September 29, 1995, President Clinton signed a special executive order on the special status of Area-51. He said: "It is of vital importance to the United States that classified information about this base not become public."
Rutra understood it from a different perspective. To this day, Area-51 is where the world's most technologically advanced airplanes are tested. In addition to the veteran F-117A, which is being retired, the Lockheed U-2, the Blackbird SR-71, the B-2 stealth bomber, the mysterious Aurora project, and others were developed here.
Ruzi was obsessed with something else. She wouldn't stop.
– Everyone I've talked to claims that all the super-secret inventions could only come into existence due to the activities of the ufological laboratory of the S4 facility, that is, due to the use of alien technology.
– That's it? – Ruthra asked with slight displeasure.
– Everything," she replied guiltily and resentfully.
Then, looking at Ruthra hopefully, she said, eyes wide:
– Find Gabo in the spatial metrology bay.
Ruthra understood everything. Lunch was over. They got up and walked back, she went into her compartment, Rutra went to the nearest scoreboard. In parting she said: "I want to go to the sea." Ruthra realized it was a request and a hint, nodded to her, turned around, looked for the space metrology bay on the schematic. He followed the laser line down the wizened corridors and floors. It was very interesting if someone walked toward him. Because of his inexperience, Ruthra often failed to see them in time and was constantly bumping into them.
