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Message: <blockquote data-quote="talien" data-source="post: 5411312" data-attributes="member: 3285">Fear of Falling: Part 4 – A Curious ProblemAs they were ushered into the air force base proper, it was clear security procedures were in effect -- all entrances were sealed, and the perimeter was guarded by airmen with rifles. They were accompanied by a pair of corporals with sidearms. Enlisted men set up several dozen four-man tents on the parade ground. No aircraft were flying. It was obvious that the base was at a complete standstill.The agents were marched into the Colonel’s office, identified as Charles Munson at the door. Munson stood up when they entered, escorted by Bynum. The armed escort stayed outside the door.“So you’re the yanks invading my airspace?” asked Munson, sitting back down and gesturing to the empty seats.“Yes."  Hammer and the others took a seat.  “We’re with CIFA.”Munson shot Bynum a look.  “So I’ve heard. Gentlemen, I have a problem. By all accounts you dropped out of thin air over restricted airspace.  In these times, we can't have that, as I'm sure you understand.  Thing is, we've checked you out. There's nothing on you.  In fact, the American government has disavowed having any connection with you."Guppy blinked.  “What? But--”Jim-Bean put one hand up.  “I’m MI-5.  I have security check clearance.”Munson nodded to Bynum, who left the room. “We’ll check it out.  Just a formality I'm sure.”Jim-Bean smiled.  It was nice to be back in a world he knew.Munson turned serious.  “But in the interim, I’m afraid you’re our guests.  You’ll be confined to base until we work out this peculiar issue with your government. You must belong to somebody, after all.”  He smirked.  “We’ll also be reviewing the plane that we shot down.”“Shot down?” asked Hammer.Munson nodded.  “We can’t have an unidentified plane in restricted airspace, now can we?  When it failed to respond to our hails we had no choice.”“That explains a lot,” said Archive.“Did you find any other survivors?”“A few,” said Munson cryptically. “Agent Caprice?”“Ah yes.  He’s convalescing in our care, but he’ll be fine.  There were a few other crewmen too, but their wounds are formidable.  We’re looking for the black box on the plane—“Hammer shook his head and sighed.  “There won’t be one.”“Why not?”“For reasons of…national security.”Munson gave him a terse smile.  “You understand my predicament of course.  You’re claiming you're Americans without any corroborating evidence.  But we’ll get it sorted, I’m certain of that.  In the meantime, you're due some British hospitality. Major Bynum will show you to your bunks. Thank you gentlemen, that will be all for now.”Munson turned back to his papers as Bynum entered with the other corporals.  The conversation was over.They were ushered out of Munson's office. Out of earshot, Guppy said what they all thought. “Can we work for Munson instead?”</blockquote>

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