UFO. Russia

A. I. KLIMENKO, Donetsk region, Armavir region, village of Novo-amvrosievsky:

Beginning of the great Patriotic war found me in the city of Novorossiysk. In may 1942 our family were evacuated to the Kuban, in the village of Vyselki, and then we got to the farm collective farm "Red banner", 7 km from the village of the Berezansky. From Rostov via Novo-Lieskovsky, Arlievsky, Berezansky, the Settlements and further in the direction of the Caucasus is a dirt road of the state value (in the local-profile). In the war she became one of the main transport arteries. The southern group of Germans rushed her to the Caucasus and Krasnodar, and subsequently retreated to the North-West shattered remnants of Hitler's hordes.

The case, which I want to tell, happened in mid-August 1942, soon after the entry of German troops in our village. Being a very inquisitive boy (I had not yet turned 15 years), I pry to all military gap and spend days running around the neighborhood. So I caught about a kilometer from the farm evening darkness. I returned home completely deserted at this time "profile". Ahead was the bridge over the local river, left from the bridge was a farm.

I caught up with the German passenger car - the unwanted meeting at night - and I slipped into corn on the side. Machine, after passing the 300 meters, stopped, doors slammed. Apparently, the riders got out to get some air. Was distinctly heard German speech.

I again went on the road and went on, relying, not reaching to the car to take a short cut through the field. And that's 100 meters from the car I suddenly felt something unpleasant, frightening, strange feeling of danger from behind, which took me by surprise as to the dangers I was accustomed and considered them a kind of children's games, constantly, continually risking his life.

The evening was quite calm, quiet, the sounds echoed far away, but behind there was dead silence (and I'm listening carefully, so as not to miss the car from the rear - almost certain death at the time, so the lack of the slightest sounds from the rear can guarantee).

Intuitively, in some sense, I correctly identified the point of danger: looking back over his shoulder, saw me catching sparks - the similarity zagorevskaya airplane motor. Was like polutrusy, paparasi a bundle of rags. The fire flew with a fairly significant decline. The road went from the hill to the bridge over the river, and the route of flight approximately match the slope or slightly steeper. After 1.5-2 seconds, the fire caught up with me. My first thought was: flaming bomber off the engines (because any sounds I have not heard). Whether it's a plane, it would have to fall in the 100-200 meters away from me, and I instantly rushed into a roadside ditch, but continued to watch. But the fall did not happen. By this time I already knew that flying object is not a plane. Falling aircraft shot down, even when you turn off the motors, publishes lots of variety of sounds - the residual rotation of the screws, whoosh, roar of the flame... There was dead silence. Silenced even the Germans have his machine - probably watched too. The distance to the flying object was relatively low, about 50-100 meters in altitude, also lying within these limits.

But the most surprising was the behavior of the flame: it is elongated perpendicular to the plane of the flight and behaved like a counter stream of air did not exist. The flames resembled the fiery comma, or rather the scraggly broom handle down, slightly curved circle. Clearly visible separate "bars" - strips of dull-red color, merging in the lower part of a solid of the same color fire. Between bands could be seen some large sparks. The lower part of the flame was partly enclosed by something dark, opaque. And a huge vertically flat body, it is not similar to the fuselage of the aircraft, which could behind him.

But for all its dynamism, this picture seemed frozen, completely motionless, as if color photography had passed before my eyes. It seemed that the sparks and streaks of fire burst from the center of the bottom, which meant their rapid movement. But the move is only the whole system, remaining static in its details.

Fiery sheaf went to the river, leveled its flight and began to slowly gain altitude. For falling burning aircraft this was too much! I realized that the object is flying with a constant height, exactly reproducing the topography of the area. After the bridge, at the village of the Berezansky was a very slight depression in the ground - I was wondering what would happen with the object in this place. He responded, slightly falling, though the fluctuation of the height was only a few meters. I watched the other fire until, until it disappeared over the horizon line, about one minute.

When the object disappeared and I wanted to move I was stopped by the excited voices of the Germans at the car. For ten minutes there was a commotion, then revved up and they left, and I went on my way.

Pondering that, I decided that have seen our new aircraft, who made a reconnaissance flight. If he's so good "feels" the earth, the accumulation of technology on earth and even more spots! And, oddly enough, it was the encounter with this mysterious object even more strengthened in this difficult time my confidence in our ultimate victory.

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