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Contact
Date: 9/13/2017, Categories: Fantasy, Author: The_Technician, Rating: 94, Source: sexstories.com
no probes have been received. It was assumed the ship was lost.” “Have you attempted radio contact?” the commander asked. “Doing so now, sir!” snapped another of the techs who was sitting at the communications console. “All frequencies... but there is no response.” “Incoming message!” yelled another of the communications techs. “What is it?” yelped the commander. “Alpha-alpha-niner-niner-bravo-bravo-two-two-one,” he replied. “It’s being sent in a continuous loop using old sub-space codes last used over thirty years ago.” The woman in the primary seat said softly, “That’s the contact accomplished code from the A37 mission. It’s what a data pod should be transmitting as a verification code if the mission was successful.” General Mutaguchi stared at the screen for several moments before announcing, “Transmit landing instructions and coordinates. Notify the President and the others on the world council.” *** Four days later, a slender, silvery object descended gracefully through the clouds above the landing field at the United Space Corps Headquarters. It circled the area several times as it descended through the high, thin clouds. As it approached the ground, it tilted upward slightly so that all forward motion stopped, positioning it just above a large, square, landing pad with a white X painted against a bright red background. Then, pointing into the sky and giving a short burst of its engines, it settled down softly onto the ground exactly in the middle of the X. Long arms ...