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Chapter 2-2
Our mission wasn’t exactly a routine one, which was why we were taking off from White Sands rather than Cape Canaveral in Florida. It was also so hush/hush none of us were given details ahead of time, going on the premise we couldn’t spill what we didn’t know. What I did know was the communications equipment was the latest developed by the Air Force, and I was anxious to get my hands on it. That was my specialty. The room we’d been told to report to was a decent size, but it looked smaller thanks to all the Air Force Air Police who were standing around with blank expressions. Dr. Elwyn Van Allyn, the leader of our small, intrepid band, had his arm over the shoulders of a man dressed in a drab brown suit. Doc hadn’t noticed our arrival and was pointing out strategic areas of interest on
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