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Space Country???

This time of the year the countryside looked at its best Afresh fall of rain had cleared away the dust and all looked fresh. Notices that did not seem to make any sense were strewn along the road and in the fields. Written on these notices Military area keep out. I did not know what to make of these notices there was no sign of any military bases, in fact nowhere a soldier in uniform to be seen. The notices were not there yesterday someone must have put in a lot of hours working during the night. I carried on walking enjoying the freshness after the rain.

The earth under my feet started shaking, I thought oh! No. Not an earthquake. The whole of the mountainside lifted up and over leaving the side of the mountain wideopen. I wondered what machines could have moved the side of the mountain with its earth and trees; grass and bushes. I was not prepared for what came next moving out from what I can only think was a military hanger an object was moving out of the hanger and as I watched it lifted itself up in the air. A loud whistling noise and it shot up into the sky. I have never seen any vehicle move so fast as this whatever it was. From out of nowhere I was surrounded by military. Quick fire rifles were aimed at me. A man in uniform bawled out to me, do not move or you are a dead man. This was no joking business. I had no intention to walk away I was marched away to the inside of this hanger. Lights came on the hanger was flooded with light. I was marched into room where a man in Fancy dress uniform sat at a large desk. In front of him a screen and other machines I recognised a scanner every now and agin he pressed one of the row of buttons in front of him. It was as if I did not exist. He raised his eyes looked at me and spoke. I take it you can read. Yes I can read what makes you ask. Like every citizen I went to school and perhaps you would be so good and tell me on what Authority you have arrested me under weapon force. I am a peaceful citizen enjoying a day in the fresh air. Yesterday there were no notices saying that this was military territory. What am I to make of it all? Another thing what are these uniforms that you are wearing. Is this a new branch of the military and 9if so what branch army, navy or air force. This is the Austrian space force. All that you have seen today is a secret program. The Austrian Government have been working for years building not only space ships but as you have seen this mountain retreat. Here there is secrecy the main priority. Hear is a Bible will you swear on this bible that all what you have seen today and all that happens in the future will be kept secret. On this oath I will order the men to set you free. I took the bible and swore that I would not say a word about what is going on under the noses of the Austrian people..

I could not leave this military base or perhaps I should say this spaceport quick enough. At home I switched on my computer. And wrote word for word all that happened to me. I will not in Peaceful times be marched with quick fire rifles pointing at me and who knows whether the book I swore the oath on was a Bible it was in my eyes a book with black covers it could have been a bible but I will not keep an oath that is pressed out of me by force. I have a certain responsibility as scribbler to all of my readers. The spaceport would and could have been kept secret but not under conditions of force. I am a free citizen in a free country. Like all citizens I keep to the laws of the land. Had I been asked in a friendly way to be quiet about this Para military force I would have kept to the oath that I swore. I am now ondering how Austria has been able to hole out a mountainside and build a space port it must have cost millions of Euros if not billions or for the man in the street too much money for space research when the pensioner could do with a little more to live on. Space for Russia or America even for Africa but not for this little country Did you know that Africa is one of the richest continents of this world. Controlled by a few people who keep the African peoples under the pressure of poverty. Sorry that has nothing to do with my story of what happened to me while walking in the Austrian countryside. Bern