by Edgar Rothschild Fouche’

Copyright 1998, Fouche Media Associates

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My mother once told me that I was going to Hell if I didn’t change my ways. Judging from the heat outside, I’d say I’m not too far from there.

My name is Edgar Rothschild Fouche.

I’m here to speak about Secret Government Technology, reverse engineering of Alien Artifacts, and the Top Secret MJ-12 committee, which I write about in my new book, Alien Rapture - The Chosen, with my co-author Brad Steiger. Brad is the author of 143 published works including the Best Seller Project Bluebook.

Before I’m through, you will know exactly what the Flying Triangle is. The one that has been sighted around the world. It is the world’s most exotic and classified aerospace vehicle. It could be stealth-ily huv-er-ing somewhere over Phoenix - Arizona, Gulf Breeze - Florida, the country of Belgium, or your city. I’ll show you pictures of Air Force aircraft I’ve worked, declassified aircraft, and pictures of classified aircraft never before seen in public. I’ll also explain how we came upon this technology.

I was born to fifth generation French-Americans, and many of my relatives, for generations, have historically been involved with the government, in fields of intelligence, black programs, crypto, and classified development projects.

This is true as far back as the French revolution where Joseph FouchÚ was the Prime Minister under Napoleon. He was the head of the French secret National Police Force and a direct ancestor of mine. Joseph FouchÚ started and controlled the world’s first professionally organized intelligence agency with agents throughout Europe.

The CIA, the Russian KGB, the English MI-5, the Israeli Mossad, and many other Intelligence Agencies, have used and expanded on his methods of intelligence gathering, networking information, and political survival. Some French historians consider him a scoundrel because he survived many of his leaders, including Napoleon.

My first job was as a machinist, making bombs for the USAF at R. G. Le Tourneau Industries in Longview Texas. For the next 25 years, I would be involved with the Department of Defense in one way or another.

After being drafted into the Vietnam conflict, I initially went through a year of electronics, communications, intelligence, and crypto-logical schools.

During the years 1967-1974, I was stationed or worked at many Tactical Air Command, Air Training Command, and Pacific Air Command Air Forces bases. During the Vietnam conflict, I assigned to special projects at Kadena AFB Okinawa; Udorn AFB Thailand; Ben Hoi AFB Vietnam, and spent anywhere from a day to a month at many other South East Asian military bases.

With my training and experiences with intelligence equipment, special electronics, black programs, and crypto-logical areas, I received other government opportunities. I filled positions as Major Command Liaison, Headquarters manager, and DoD factory representative for TAC, SAC, ATC, and PACAF following the Vietnam war. Later in my career, as a manager of defense contractors, I dealt with classified "black" programs developing state-of-the-art Electronics, Avionics, and Automatic Test Equipment.

I was considered an Air Force expert with classified electronics countermeasures test equipment, crypto-logical equipment owned by the National Security Agency, and Automatic Test Equipment. I worked with many of the leading military aircraft and electronics manufacturers in the US. I participated as a key member in design, development, production, and Flight-Operational-Test and Evaluation in classified Aircraft development programs, state-of-the-art avionics, including electronic countermeasures, satellite communications, crypto-logical and support equipment.

During my military career, I was "hand picked" (Development Cadre) for many of the Air Force's newest fighter and bomber development programs. I was cadre for:

the F-111 swing-wing fighter-bomber

the F-15 Eagle air superiority fighter

the A-10 Wart-hog close air support fighter and tank killer

the F-16 Falcon fighter

and the B-1 Lancer Bomber.

Other research and development programs I worked as far back as the 70s are still classified Top Secret. I received over 4,000 hours of technical training from the military and government, of which about half was classified training.

This is a picture of the new Boeing-Lockheed F-22 Raptor, ATF or Air Dominance Fighter. My involvement with black programs developing stealth aircraft is classified. I am perhaps the only person who has actually worked at the Top Secret Groom Lake Air Base, within Area-51 of the Nellis Range, and written about it.

I spent twenty years working directly for the US Air Force and DoD Agencies followed by another eight years as a Defense Contractor Manager. My last position for the Air Force was as a Strategic Air Command Liaison

I am now CEO of Fouche Media Associates, which I run with my beautiful wife, Rebecca. I am also the inventor of Neurosync MIME, a behavior modification software using hypnotic Entrainment and Subliminal Messages.

I wrote Alien Rapture - The Chosen in 1994 and 95, after my last trip to California, New Mexico, and Nevada. I undertook this trip to do research for the Alien Rapture, which included a meeting with five close friends who had agreed to release confidential information to me, and discuss their closely guarded personal experiences. I also interviewed other contacts who had worked classified programs or flown classified military aircraft to gather information about UFO sightings and contact.

At this point I was blessed with teaming up with a great man and a great writer, Brad Steiger. I had decided to get out of the Defense Industry, as I felt that fraud, waste, anb abuse was rampant, both on the government and contractor sides.

I wanted to work for myself as a writer and develop some product ideas that I had. So far I’ve been a terrible boss, I’ve worked myself long hours, without many benefits, and the salary is meager, compared to what I made as an Engineering Program Manager.

WHO WERE THE FIVE FRIENDS AND CO-CONSPIRATORS and a host of other insiders, You may ask?

It started when some old friends of mine, met in the spring of 1990 in Las Vegas. There were five of us then, all who had remained close following the Vietnam War. I’ve always been the networker for my DoD, Military, and Contractor friends, so I’m the one who set up the meeting.

**The First friend, Jerald, was a former NSA or National Security Agency TREAT Team member. TREAT stands for Tactical Reconnaissance Engineering Assessment Team.

He worked for the DOE or Department of Energy as a National Security Investigator. That was his cover, but he really worked for the NSA. His job required him to ‘watch employees’ with Top Secret and "Q" clearances at the Nevada Test Site and the Nellis Range which includes Area 51. Area 51 is where the most classified aerospace testing in the world takes place. You may know the base as Groom Lake Air Base, Watertown, the Ranch, or Dream-Land. He was found dead of a heart attack a year after our last meeting.

*The Second friend, Sal, was a person who had worked directly for the NSA with Electronic Intelligence (E lent) and became a Defense Contractor after his retirement.

*The Fourth friend, Dale, and I were in the service together during the Vietnam conflict, and I’ve known him since the early 70s. His father worked for over 20 years for the NSA and he is the one who sent me the MJ-12 documents his father had obtained. I’ll discuss the MJ-12 documents last.

**The Fifth friend, Bud, was a DoD Contractor and Electronics Engineer. He had worked on Top Secret development programs dealing with Electronic Counter Measures, Radar Homing and Warning, ECM Jammers, and Infrared Receivers. He retired as a Program Manager and later died of a brain tumor within 30 days after his symptoms appeared.

I also received input from four other SR-71 pilots, two U-2 pilots, a TR-1 pilot, and about two dozen bomber and fighter jocks. I got the picture of the TR-3B from a person in this latter group.

However, it bothered each of us that we’d had experiences with unusual phenomena, extremely advanced technology, and witnessed Unidentified Aerial Contact, that had not been previously reported.

As we sat at a table in a dark corner, of the Silver Dollar Saloon and Casino in Las Vegas, discussing our experiences and swapping knowledge. Each of the group of five assured me that, they had enough confidence in me, to believe that I could write the story about their guarded experiences.

We agreed to get together again the next year with the understanding that I would contact each of them to set up the meeting. In the meantime, each member of the group, including myself, was to write down as much information as he could remember about unusual phenomena and personal sightings.

Many of the things the group revealed to me were startling: I used this information to piece together the story now titled, Alien Rapture - The Chosen.

I’ll Share some of these Secrets and Unusual Phenomena with you:

The SR-71 was designed as a spy plane for the CIA in the 60s and designated the A-12. The Mach 3 plus aircraft first flew in 1962, taking off from Groom AFB in Area 51. Later, once the Air Force operated it as a reconnaissance plane, it was designated the SR-71 black-bird.

My friend, Chuck, a SR-71 pilot, related to me an in-flight incident he had in the 1970s. He was returning from a reconnaissance flight, and, while at an altitude of 74,000 feet and at the speed of almost Mach 3, (3 times the speed of sound) he noticed something flickering in his per-ripher-al vision. Huv-ering over his left wing tip was a ball of dense plasma-like light. It was so bright, that when he stared at it for more than a few seconds, his eyes hurt.

At one point the light positioned itself a few feet in front of the large spiked cone at the air Intake Inlet. The enormous amount of air rushing into the engines should have sucked in, and shredded almost anything in its path, but the light orb was mysteriously unaffected.

The light, he noted, acted in a curious manner, if something inanimate could act at all. It moved from time to time to other parts of the vehicle, staying with him until his approach to Beale AFB in California. He was in sight of the Air Base when the light swung away from his aircraft in a wide arch with ever increasing speed.

Of course, after reading his incident report, his Operations Commander told him not to ever speak about his experience. When Chuck related the story to me, he told me he was absolutely convinced, that the ball of light was controlled by some form of intelligence. I have about two dozen stories from pilots of similar in flight incidents with UFOs and plasma balls.

Sal worked a program, for almost two years, in a Top Secret Research Facility in California. At the end of the program he started having flu-like symptoms, and after several days of worsening symptoms, he went to the doctor. His company doctor prescribed some medication and sent him home for two days of rest. When Sal got up on the third morning to go to work, he couldn’t remember where he worked, or who he worked for. His brother called his company, and asked what he should do.

The person at the company related, that my friend had been terminated because his contract had run out. To this day, the only thing Sal knows about that project, is from his notes, pay records, and letter of offer when he was hired. The company in question was involved with developing the TR-3B gravity disruption device called the MFD. His paranoia now exceeds my ability to describe it.

Another friend who worked for General Dynamics in Fort Worth, TX, described a program in which he worked with a plasma accelerator in the mid-60s researching gravity warping techniques. He is a physicist by education and work experience. This was his first Top Secret Program. He described a foil-like material, much like the material that was reported discovered after the Roswell Crash. He described the foil as 12 layers of material, less than ten thousandths of an inch thick. It was as flexible as a plastic trash bag, but virtually indestructible to piercing, burning or cutting.

In order to cut the material used for the project, the material was super cooled, a large electrical charge was applied to polarize the molecular structure, and then a laser cutter was applied. Large ribbons of this material were used to reinforce the accelerator, which contained the mercury based plasma.

The plasma was cooled to super-conductive temperatures, rotated at 45 thousand revolutions per minute, and pressurized at 150 thousand atmospheres. This would be considered state-of-the-art technology even by today’s standards, some 30 years after he worked this project. He related that the project achieved its objective. Instruments and test objects within the center of the accelerator showed a 50 percent loss of weight, attributed to a reduction in the gravitational field.

You’ll hear more about this technology when I address the Top Secret USAF Tactical Reconnaissance, flying triangle, or TR-3B and it’s Magnetic Field Disrupter.

It is near Lancaster California and even nearer to the San Andrus Fault.

SLIDE 32: B-2 stealth bomber

The XB-70 flown in 1964 looks a lot like the still Top Secret SR-75 that the Air Force says doesn’t exist.

SLIDES :{35/F-111, {36/F-15, {37/F-16, {38/A-10, {39/B-1 (Shown quickly)

the F-15 air superiority fighter, the F-16 fighter, the A-10 close air support attack aircraft, and the B-1 stealth bomber. I was involved with these and other classified development programs, when they were just a gleam in some pilot trainee’s eyes.

He watched with me as the strobe-ing stars shifted from bright blue to a reddish-yellow in color. After a period of about 20 minutes we could tell that the objects probably weren’t stars, because they were getting larger. This was somewhat unnerving. It was further unnerving, when the space in-between the enlarging lights, began blocking out the stars in the background.

We decided it probably was a Top Secret Air Force vehicle of some type. Still, we weren’t sure. The vehicle had gone from half the size of the big dipper to twice it’s size in under a half hour and had moved from the west to the east towards the base. About the time we could make out a silhouette or outline, of the triangular vehicle, the lights, or possibly exhausts, flared brighter and vanished from the sky in an instant. This experience wasn’t my first sighting, but it was one of the few where I had a witness.

I was one of the few personnel at Nellis who had a Top Secret clearance with Crypto access. I was certified to work on Mode 4 IFF, (an aircraft system which responded to classified, encrypted codes.) I was also certified to work on other Crypto equipment which I cannot discuss.

It was due to a combination of coincidences and my technical experience that I was requested to be temporarily assigned to a place, which had no name. I was told by my commander that I was to report to an office on the base, and that he didn’t have a clue where I was going or what I was going to be working on. And let me tell you, he wasn’t too happy, to have been left in the dark.

I left one Monday morning long before sunrise. It was 4:30 AM when I boarded a dark blue Air Force bus with all of the windows blacked out. There were 28 other people on the bus, not including the 2 security police men, holding M-16 automatic weapons, and the bus driver. We were each told when boarding, "Do Not Speak on this bus, unless you are spoken too." Not one of us uttered a word, believe me. There is nothing which can inspire compliance like an M-16 sticking in your face, I assure you.

The bus drove through the desert, this much I know from the poor air-conditioning on the bus and the amount of fine dust that came through every crack in the old vehicle for several hours and it was soon obvious where I was

In the 1950s the government started building the super secret Groom Lake facilities for the CIAs U-2 spy plane. It’s located in the north central part of the Nellis Range and is designated as Area 51. Construction of facilities within the Nellis range continues, even to today. The SR-71, TR-1, F-117, and B-2 were tested at Groom.

Now the Top Secret SR-75, SR-74, and TR-3B are operated there. Many of these aircraft have been mis-identified as UFOs.

When we reached Groom, the bus pulled into a hanger and they shut the doors. The security personnel checked me in, while other security personnel dispatched the others to their places of work. I was given a pair of heavy glasses to wear, which can only be described as looking like welder’s goggles. The lenses were thick, and the sides of the goggles were covered to obliterate my per-riph-er-al vision.

Once I had these goggles on, I could only see about 30 feet in front of me. Anything beyond that distance became increasingly blurred. If an M1 Abrams Tank barrel, had been pointed at me from about 50 feet away, I would not have seen it. It was very disconcerting to have to wear those glasses.

The whole time I was there, some 10 consecutive days, followed by several follow-up visits, the routine was the same. Leave Nellis before sunrise and return home to Nellis after dark every day.

Only once did I get a chance to see the whole base, and that was when I was flown up from Nellis, in a helicopter to Groom, for emergency repairs of their crypto test equipment.

For those stationed at Groom, or commuting there daily, the flight schedules are posted for classified flights. Everyone not cleared for that particular program and flight, must be off the ramp and inside 30 minutes prior to the scheduled operation.

A couple of thousand personnel are flown into Area 51 daily, from McCarrin Air Port in Las Vegas and from Edwards AFB in California, on contractor aircraft. Several hundred commute from Tonapah and Central Nevada via the North entrance near Rachel Nevada. Other commuters use the South entrance via Mercury or Indian Springs, which is West of LV.

While at Groom I made contacts and met people from other programs. Over time, a few became friends and we exchanged stories.

On my 3rd day on the job at Groom, I had to remove a module from a multi-bay piece of satellite communications equipment, used to support certain special mission aircraft. I noticed while inside the bay checking out the wiring, that it contained a sealed unit about the size of a large brief-case. It had a National Security Agency ID Plate on it.

The nomenclature on the name plate was; Direct Orbital Code Link. I thought this was strange, as the unit was part of a digital communications link, used solely to communicate with classified Air Force vehicles. I was unaware at the time of any military orbital missions not related to NASA. Remember, this was in the late 70s. The shuttle didn’t fly until 1981.

I disconnected the unit and, out of curiosity, I removed the rear access cover. To my amazement, there were some half-dozen large hybrid integrated circuit chips inside. The largest chip had over 500 hair-thin leads attached and was approximately the size of a Zippo lighter. The paper inspection stamp on the chip was dated 1975.

In 1975 the most advanced processor speeds, on the most classified projects were equivalent to a IBM 8088 which ran at 4 million cycles per seconds. This unit had a processor speed of 1 billion cycles per second. It wasn’t until more than a dozen years had passed before I saw comparable technology with integrated circuit chips. Then it was at a Top Secret avionics development project at ITT.

In the mess hall at Groom, I heard words like Lorents Forces, pulse detonation, cyclotron radiation, quantum flux transduction field generators, quasi crystal energy lens, and EPR quantum receivers. I wrote down everything I saw, heard, and touched in my log every night before going to bed. By the way, the food at the Groom Mess hall was excellent. But what would you expect. There was no cable, no alcohol, and no women. I guess they figured they’d better do something right.

Later, while back at the base, my routine went on as normal, as did my part time job that summer at the Silver Dollar Salon. My NSA friend, Jerald, who investigated and "watched" those with highly classified jobs at the Nevada Test Site and the Nellis Range, happened to show up. He was checking up on a guy who had a drinking problem, who worked at the Nevada Test Site, where they set off underground atomic explosions.

He happened to mention a vehicle that could be boosted into orbit, and return and land in the Nevada desert.

It was an unmanned reconnaissance vehicle which took off from a B-52 bomber and used booster rockets to place it in temporary low earth orbit for the purpose of taking reconnaissance pictures.

I thought he was feeding me a line of bull. Then he said,

"This vehicle is remotely piloted and communications are made via the DOCiLe system at Groom." I’m not usually too slow, but it didn’t hit me until he repeated, "you know, the Direct Orbital Communications Link -- D. O. C. L." Bingo, the light-bulb went on. I had seen a piece of the DOCiLe equipment at Groom. The NSA unit with the large chips.

These are old pictures of the Virtual Reality Lab at Brooks Air Force Base where the software to remotely fly exotic aircraft was developed.

Let Me Get Back To The Development of Alien Rapture - The Chosen.

After I agreed to write my co-conspirator’s story, I talked to several military Judge Advocate General (JAG) Lawyers. I told the lawyers that I wanted to write about some of my experiences in the military and had been on many classified projects. I was told that I had to write my-story as fiction, which I have.

I was told that I couldn’t name any real individuals with clearances or covers, or use their working names. Which I haven’t.

I was also told that I couldn’t discuss any secrets of programs that I had been personally assigned to. Which I have not done. Then, I was told as long as I did that, I could damn well write anything I wanted to.

Of course, I didn’t tell them I was going to write about the government conspiracy to cover-up UFO contact and the reverse engineering of alien technology. Or, that I was interviewing pilots who had flown classified air craft.

In the summer of 1992 we met again in Las Vegas. I had compiled my notes from our first meeting, my interviews, and the input the five friends had passed on to me. Each had reached out to their friends and contacts, which uncovered even more information.

We agreed I was the only one who could get away with writing about our experiences since I no longer worked for the DoD as military or government employee or as a defense contractor. My friends were still connected.

I took one last trip to Nevada in December 1994, without benefit of my friends. I wanted to see a few of my retired military friends to cross check some of my facts.

Bud, one of my conspirators, had informed me that he had a cancerous tumor and was going through some severe depression. He was dead thirty days later. It was a real blow to us. We had lost Jerrold a year before of a heart attack.

Of the remaining three friends, Sal has dropped of the face of the earth and none of his or my contacts have been able to locate him for two years now. He was extremely paranoid about the two deaths, and had second thoughts about the book. He said he was going to move and didn’t know when or if he would contact me next.

The SR-71 pilot whom I knew well, Doc, was stationed at Kadena AFB, where they were located on the SAC side of the base in 1973.

While flying back across the South China Sea from a reconnaissance mission, the SR-71 pilot encountered a shadow over his cockpit. Doc said his avionics systems went totally hay-wire, and he felt the aircraft nose down slightly, which can be dangerous at two thousand miles per hour, or 35 miles per minute.

When he looked up, he was so startled, that he almost panicked and immediately made an evasive maneuver to the right and down, which is one of the many maneuvers that they make if a missile is detected approaching.

Doc said the object was so big that it totally blocked out the sun. His estimate was that it was 250 to 300 feet across. It was oval in shape, and appeared to be a bright blue-grey in color, but he wasn’t sure, as a shimmering halo of energy surrounded the vehicle.

About three minutes later, and some thousands of feet lower, the vehicle reappeared on his left wing tip. He tried his UHF radio and all he could pick up was a deep electrical hum. He abandoned his attempts to use his radio, as his immediate survival was more important for the moment.

For the next ten minutes, the large oval vehicle moved from his left wing tip, to the rear of the aircraft, and then to his right wing tip. Doc said he got this sound in his head, ‘like a swarm of bees in my brain’ as he described it. The movement from the left, to the rear, to the right wing tip took about two minutes, and then it reversed the movement.

On the UFO’s last swing to the rear of his SR-71, his aircraft started buffeting wildly, which is terrifying at Mach 3, then it stopped after about fifteen seconds and he never saw it again.

When Doc returned from the mission he immediately went to his debriefing. The minute he mentioned the incident, with the unidentified aerospace vehicle to his commander, he was pulled away from the debriefing and taken to his commander’s office. His commander, a colonel, filled out an incident report, in detail, and then told my friend not to mention the incident to anyone or he would be subject to severe and speedy penalty under military regulations.

Doc told me that he didn’t know one SR-71 pilot or astronaut, who hadn’t had a close encounter or a UFO sighting. He felt that not one of them would ever go on record with their experiences, because of fear of retaliation from the Department of Defense, and loss of their retirement pay and benefits for breaking the secret’s acts.

During the nine years after this in-flight incident, Doc related that, a few of his trusted friends related similar incidents with the same type vehicles, or glowing orbs of dense light dancing around their aircraft.

Then Doc told me another story.

His friend Dave, another SR-71 black-bird pilot, while drunk on Sake’ in Japan, told him in whispers that he didn’t use to drink until, he made a reconnaissance flight over the Eastern border of Russia six months before. When Dave returned, he was delirious, and semi-conscious. His crew had to pull him out of the cock-pit. The Flight Surgeon attributed his symptoms to loss of oxygen. He didn’t share his night-mares with the Air Force doctors, for fear that the Flight Surgeon would ground him, and he would lose his flying status. But, under the influence of alcohol, in a quiet bar, with a trusted fellow SR-71 blackbird pilot and friend, Dave opened up.

He tearfully related in an emotional story, that he had nightmares every night, that something had gotten to him during his flight over Russia. What made matters worse for him was that he had absolutely no memory of the flight, from the time he lifted off from the Air Base until the day after he returned, and found himself in the Naval Regional Hospital in Okinawa. I managed to track down Dave, who lives in Southern California, and he confirmed, off-the- record, that the incident as related to me was true. Dave said that he was actually happy someone was writing about stories of contact and sightings by military pilots. He also said he was sure he had had some type contact with the UFO.

F-15 crash happened in 1977. A Lieutenant Colonel, and Doc Walters, the Hospital Commander actually flew into the side of a mountain while doing a routine, Functional Check Flight.

I’ve written about this incident in Alien Rapture - The Chosen.

A sergeant who worked for me recovered the F-15 Heads Up Display film cannister, while assigned to the Accident Investigation Team.

He told me a guy in a dark jump suit, who was out of Washington DC, personally took it from him, which was unusual since everything else was picked up and logged, and taken back to the assigned hanger for analysis. A prototype video camera was also on the aircraft. It was recovered as was the flight data recorder, and also handed over to the guy from Washington.

One night, a couple of weeks after the crash, my NSA friend, Jerald related to me at the Silver Dollar Saloon, that the Lieutenant Colonel had radioed the Nellis Tower that he had an extremely large ‘thing’ over his aircraft, right on top of him, and that he was experiencing loss of flight systems. His communications went dead, and a few seconds later the aircraft exploded into the side of a mountain top.

Jerald who was the most ‘connected’ person I ever knew, told me that the viewing of the ‘video,’ showed, that some type of oval vehicle of tremendous size, was so close to the F-15 that the camera was out of focus. When Doc and the Lieutenant Colonel ejected, the UFO was still above them, and their bodies were torn to shreds. Officially, it was determined, as is always the case, that pilot error caused the perfectly functional aircraft, in clear airspace, with maximum visibility, to crash.

These are some of the types of stories that we shared, and many of these stories and my experiences are detailed in Alien Rapture- The Chosen.

Of the 111,000 square miles of land in Nevada, over 80 percent is controlled by the federal government--the highest percentage of any state in the union. If it were not for the gaming industry, the federal government would be the largest employer in the state, with 18,000 federal and military personnel and another 20,000 government contractors and suppliers. The Nevada Test Site, Nellis Air Force Base and Range, Fallon Naval Air Station, the Tonapah Range, and the aerospace industry eat up a lot of U.S. tax dollars.

The Nevada Test Site, and the Nellis Range have lots of secrets, yet to be revealed. Including a super secret laboratory named DARC, the Defense Advanced Research Center. It is located inside the Nellis Range, some 10 stories built underground, and was built in the mid 80s with SDI money. It is next to a mountain near Papoose Lake south of Groom Lake. The TR-3Bs are stored in a hanger built into a side of a mountain near DARC. The Nellis Range covers more than 3.5 million acres.

EG&G provides classified research, development, and services for the military and government. EG&G company supplies technical and scientific support for nuclear testing, and energy research and development programs. In addition, EG&G provided large diameter drilling, mining, and excavation for underground, and mountainside facilities. EG&G built these hidden bunkers, mountain hangers, and vast underground facilities at Groom, Papoose, and Mercury for the government.

These facilities and observations posts are well camou-flaged, inside the Nevada Test Site, and the Nellis Range.

Starting in 1971 and continuing through 1975, a massive amount of excavation took place at the Groom and Papoose facilities. Most of the subsequent construction has also taken place underground.

In 1972, EG&G was granted an indefinite contract, called "Project Redlight" to support the DOE and the military. This contract gave them responsibility to assist in the recovery of nuclear materials, in cases of mishaps and to provide aerial and ground security, for highly classified government and military sites. My sources say that the DOE and NSA are primarily responsible to the MJ-12 committee, for reacting to sightings of UFOs and recovering artifacts in case of a crash.

So What’s Going On Today, You ASK. Let’s talk about the newest secrets and rumors:

The Hillary platform and the Avro saucer and the Northrup wings were aerospace vehicles, where advance technology was developed and tested. Each emulated some characteristic of UFOs as described by the late Dr. Paul Hill. Hill was a NASA UFO investigator who talks about the UFO’s technology in his book Unconventional Flying Objects.

Lockheed's Advanced Developmental Projects Division, known as the "Skunk Works," developed the A-12 for the CIA, and a later version called the SR-71 for the USAF in the early 60s. Thirty years later, the SR-71 was still breaking world speed records.

SLIDE 60: SR-71 spy plane.

The sleek, matte-black, stiletto shaped spy plane, the SR-71, broke the world air speed record from LA to Washington DC on it’s retirement flight in 1990. 2,000 miles in 1 hour and 4 minutes.

Area 51 - the Groom Air Base facilities, has a 6 mile long runway, the longest in the US. The Department of Defense and CIA’s most exotic aerospace vehicles are tested and modified at the Groom Lake facilities.

Why a 6 mile long runway? You need a runway this long if the minimum, or stall speed of an aircraft, is a very high speed. Aircraft without wings, like wedge shaped lifting bodies, or those with 75 degree swept back wings, have a very high stall speed. So they take off very fast and land even faster. It’s a place where curious outsiders circulate rumors, about aliens and extra-terrestrial technology, being utilized to accelerate the various programs at Area 51.

My sources estimate that up to 35% of the SDI funding was siphoned off to provide primary expenditures for the Air Force's most secret 'Black Program’, which started in 1982. It is called - The Aurora Program. Aurora is the code name of the ongoing project to build and test advanced aerospace vehicles.

The top secret SR-75 is a hypersonic strategic reconnaissance, or SR spy plane, and is called the Penetrator. It is also a mothership, which I will explain shortly. Hypersonic speeds start at approximately Mach 5.

The SR-75 replaced the SR-71 spy plane, which was retired in 1990, by the Air Force, who said, "there is no replacement, all we really need is our spy satellites to do the job. Ha!

The new SR-75 is capable of positioning anywhere in the world in less than 3 hours. It caries multi-spectral sensors, such as optical, radar, infrared, and laser.

It collects images, electronic’s intelligence, signals intelligence, and illuminates targets.

The Top Secret SR-75 far exceeds the classified military speed and altitude records set by the old SR-71, which could fly at a still classified Mach 3.3 and reach a ceiling of 85 thousand feet.

The SR-75 attained altitudes of over 120,000 feet and speeds exceeding Mach-5, or 5 times the speed of sound. That’s over 3300 miles per hour. From take-off to landing, the stealthy 75 can make the round trip from central Nevada to Northeast Russia and back in under 3 hours.

It's 162 feet long and has a wing span of 98 feet. The belly of the vehicle stands 10 feet off the ground.

It carries a crew of 3 - a pilot, a reconnaissance officer, and a launch control officer, who doubles as the electronics warfare officer.

Two methane and LOx fueled, high bypass turbo-ramjet (combined cycle) engines are housed under each wing, and the bays run some 40 feet under the wings, terminating at the trailing edge of the wing.

The explosive Pulsed Detonation Wave Engines that push the huge SR-75 to speeds above Mach 5, are now reported to be pushing Mach 7, or 4500 miles per hour, with the latest engine modifications.

Although this plane has been sighted on numerous occasions, has been picked up on military radar, and the pulse detonation wave contrail it leaves behind it has been seen, the Air Force vehemently denies its existence.

The 2 large engine bay inlets located under each wing of the awesome black SR-75 mother ship, hang down 7 feet from the underside of the wing and are twelve feet wide. You could drive a Volkswagen Beetle into one of the engine exhausts.

The SR-71, and 75, and the daughter ship, the SR-74, were all built by the Lockheed Advanced Development Company, commonly known as the Lockheed "Skunk-Works."

The SR-74 Scramp is the daughter ship and rides piggyback on the huge SR-75 until take off. Scramp is from Scram-jet and rocket propulsion. Scram-jet means a supersonic combustion ram jet.

Jerald witnessed the flight of the big black Air Force SR-75 carrying the little unmanned SR-74 while inside Area 51. It was sitting piggy-back on its upper raised platform on top of the SR-75 Penetrator.

I heard talk about the 75 as far back as the late 70s while at Groom, and I have 2 additional friends who have seen it at Groom.

Remember, the SR-74 Scramp can't take off from the ground.

It can only launch from the SR-75 mother ship at an altitude above 100,000 feet, and then it can attain orbital altitudes of well over 800 thousand feet or 151 miles.

The Air Force uses the Scramp to launch small, highly classified, ferret satellites for the National Security Agency. It can launch at least two 1000 pound satellites measuring 6 feet by 5 feet. The Scramp is roughly the equivalent size and weight of a F-16 fighter. It can easily attain speeds of Mach 15, or a little less than 10 thousand miles per hour.

Not every UFO spotted is one of theirs.

The TR-3B vehicle’s outer coating is reactive to electrical

Radar stimulation and can change reflectiveness, radar absorptiveness,

and color. This polymer skin, when used in conjunction with the TR-3Bs Electronic Counter Measures and, ECCM, can make the vehicle look like a