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<blockquote data-quote="talien" data-source="post: 4565832" data-attributes="member: 3285"><p><strong>Jack Frost: Part 1 – Welcome to the Village</strong></p><p></p><p>Willis was a small farming town in northern Alabama, some sixty miles from Huntsville and its Space Center and the military and aerospace facilities of the Redstone Arsenal. The region was utterly rural, with small towns serving thin-spread farmers among hilly green fields, cotton rows and a few cornrows, dotted here and there with livestock and long, low chicken barns. Uncounted rivers and lakes broke the forested hills, many of them formed only sixty years ago after TVA projects dammed the Tennessee River.</p><p></p><p>Escorted by hard-eyed, tight-lipped security officers in Air Force uniforms, Hammer and Jim-Bean were driven to a forest overtaken by a government camp. Wide tents were erected, jeeps and Humvees drove by, helicopters hovered noisily overhead, and soldiers were everywhere, all of them crisp, efficient, and quiet. </p><p></p><p>They were escorted, firmly but politely, to the largest tent, where they met their ostensible mission leaders. The room was occupied by six suspicious-looking men in expensive overcoats, thirteen scientists and doctors, and a dozen soldiers wearing the maroon beret of US Air Force Rescue and Recovery. Jim-Bean picked out Tucker among Warner’s men –Tucker and Hammer were what passed for diversity in Majestic-12's ranks as the only two black men.</p><p></p><p>One of the plainclothes agents stood. He was s a middle-aged man, thin and wiry, with black hair, pale skin, cold eyes, and a southern drawl. </p><p></p><p>"Welcome to Willis County," he said with a touch of irony. "My name is Alphonse Lewis, Assistant Director of the Counter-Intelligence Field Agency, and I'm in charge of this operation. With me here are Lieutenant Colonel Neal Warner, and Major Louis Sprague." He nodded to a short, graying man in an Air Force uniform, and a tall, hawk-like man with blonde feathered hair in a dark suit. "Lieutenant Colonel Warner is leading the field operation. Major Sprague is in charge of operational security. I expect each of you will listen to them carefully.</p><p></p><p>"Now," he continued, "you are here to investigate a recent …event…that transpired in Willis County, Alabama, just five miles southeast of here. We don't know exactly what happened; that's why you all are here.”</p><p></p><p>Hammer and Jim-Bean eyed each other nervously. They knew exactly what happened. Did Sprague know? Did he want them to tell their story right away? </p><p></p><p>“What do we know, sir?” asked Hammer.</p><p></p><p>“All we know is that a town of more than eight hundred souls has been killed. Frozen to death, and hardly any of them outside in the cold.”</p><p></p><p>Encouraged, Hammer became a little bolder. “Do we have any theories?” </p><p></p><p>"Most likely, this is the result of experimental weaponry fallen into the wrong hands. The Russians have spent decades on fringe weapons science." One of the Air Force men coughed. Lewis stared coldly at the man for a moment before continuing: "And we've all heard about their problems with security. In any event. You all know your specialties. Now Lieutenant Colonel Warner will take y'all to the site. Good luck to you."</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="talien, post: 4565832, member: 3285"] [b]Jack Frost: Part 1 – Welcome to the Village[/b] Willis was a small farming town in northern Alabama, some sixty miles from Huntsville and its Space Center and the military and aerospace facilities of the Redstone Arsenal. The region was utterly rural, with small towns serving thin-spread farmers among hilly green fields, cotton rows and a few cornrows, dotted here and there with livestock and long, low chicken barns. Uncounted rivers and lakes broke the forested hills, many of them formed only sixty years ago after TVA projects dammed the Tennessee River. Escorted by hard-eyed, tight-lipped security officers in Air Force uniforms, Hammer and Jim-Bean were driven to a forest overtaken by a government camp. Wide tents were erected, jeeps and Humvees drove by, helicopters hovered noisily overhead, and soldiers were everywhere, all of them crisp, efficient, and quiet. They were escorted, firmly but politely, to the largest tent, where they met their ostensible mission leaders. The room was occupied by six suspicious-looking men in expensive overcoats, thirteen scientists and doctors, and a dozen soldiers wearing the maroon beret of US Air Force Rescue and Recovery. Jim-Bean picked out Tucker among Warner’s men –Tucker and Hammer were what passed for diversity in Majestic-12's ranks as the only two black men. One of the plainclothes agents stood. He was s a middle-aged man, thin and wiry, with black hair, pale skin, cold eyes, and a southern drawl. "Welcome to Willis County," he said with a touch of irony. "My name is Alphonse Lewis, Assistant Director of the Counter-Intelligence Field Agency, and I'm in charge of this operation. With me here are Lieutenant Colonel Neal Warner, and Major Louis Sprague." He nodded to a short, graying man in an Air Force uniform, and a tall, hawk-like man with blonde feathered hair in a dark suit. "Lieutenant Colonel Warner is leading the field operation. Major Sprague is in charge of operational security. I expect each of you will listen to them carefully. "Now," he continued, "you are here to investigate a recent …event…that transpired in Willis County, Alabama, just five miles southeast of here. We don't know exactly what happened; that's why you all are here.” Hammer and Jim-Bean eyed each other nervously. They knew exactly what happened. Did Sprague know? Did he want them to tell their story right away? “What do we know, sir?” asked Hammer. “All we know is that a town of more than eight hundred souls has been killed. Frozen to death, and hardly any of them outside in the cold.” Encouraged, Hammer became a little bolder. “Do we have any theories?” "Most likely, this is the result of experimental weaponry fallen into the wrong hands. The Russians have spent decades on fringe weapons science." One of the Air Force men coughed. Lewis stared coldly at the man for a moment before continuing: "And we've all heard about their problems with security. In any event. You all know your specialties. Now Lieutenant Colonel Warner will take y'all to the site. Good luck to you." [/QUOTE]
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