Oregon man claims he saw tall furry entity change shape into bright orange square.

a reply to: ufoorbhunter

*Any Prior Service will note that I did not mention Branch, and purposely changed or left out minor details of the story to afford anonymity.

Kuwait, 2003: the early days of the invasion.

We spent about 2 weeks in Kuwait, prior to the invasion, training, planning, acclimating. Kuwait was miserable; hot, sandy, and windy AF. We were training for the initial push on Baghdad. Our Company, 4 Platoons strong, was tasked with reducing obstacles and destroying enemy forces from the Kuwaiti border, all the way to Baghdad.

2 April 03.

After Midnight, the attack began. Our vehicle column moved through the Karbala Gap and raced North to attack a key bridge across the Euphrates River. This bridge would later serve as the U.S. Military's primary avenue of approach into Baghdad. My platoon was the first unit to assault across the bridge. The bridge was wrecked. The Republican Guard had severely damaged it in their attempt to blow it up and halt our advance. We were successful in routing the enemy, and securing a position on the far side of the bridge.

Our Captain then took the bulk of our vehicle column, 3 of the 4 platoons, and continued the advance towards Saddam Hussein International Airport, leaving my platoon to guard the bridge from Fedayeen Saddam forces that a recon unit had spotted in the area. That left us 1 platoon to guard the bridge- 3 rifle squads and 1 weapons squad. It did not stay quiet for long. Most troops were dismounted, setting up a perimeter and ranging in weapons. Staff Sergeant and I were in a M1114 up armored Humvee, when we started taking fire from the ridge to the East, along a treeline.

Our platoon unleashed the 25mm on the encroaching fighters, they were paramilitary- I won't call them soldiers. Their ranks were obviously being decimated, but we did not relent. The dust and sand blanketing our vehicles flew off in thick sheets around us, due to the concussion of the 25mm. The impacting HE shells lit up the ridgeline, and set the trees on fire, so the area was fairly well lit. That's when things got weird.

Like I said, SS and I are still in the Humvee at this point. He is directing fire, and I am on the radio requesting gunship support. The ridge was blazing now, and the thump thump of the cannons mixed with rifle fire was deafening. I thought I had burst my eardrums, because suddenly I couldn't hear the radio anymore, but it wasn't my ears. The radio had just suddenly died. Next the GPS went out, then just as quickly we lost lights and battery power in the Humvees. Total cascade. I was about to check the battery on my NVGs, when I realized that the 25mm and rifle noise had stopped too. No enemy fire, no friendly fire. I remember feeling very disoriented at this time. Like Brain Fog.

SS ordered me to dismount and get a spare radio and battery from the back of the vehicle. My body moved sluggishly, even as I willed it to perform. Outside it was cold, too cold. I was sweaty and it gave me an immediate chill. It was silent, and completely dark except for the fire on the far ridge. I remember thinking that it was strange that I couldn't hear the rest of the platoon. I could see them, just not hear them. They were all, each and every, staring up at the sky. I remember thinking wtf; I was about to start screaming and barking, when I saw what they were all frozen in place by.

At first I thought I was seeing a glare from my goggles ( I wasn't wearing any ). My brain straight up could not identify what I was seeing- I had no reference to compare it to. It was like when you see a strange shape in the shadows at night, and your brain struggles to identify the foreign shape based on past experience, and can't. But this was no shadow- it was bright like electricity. I stared harder, having totally lost my battle posture. There was an impossibly bright baby blue light in the sky, directly between the enemy position and the bridge, about 100 meters off the ground. It was perfectly square, about 1 meter on each side. You remember how I said the sand was being thrown about due to concussions? It had frozen in place, midair, and all the grains were reflecting the blue light- it was otherworldly, like time had stood still and lit up in a cloud around us. I can't accurately tell you how long I stood there staring. I have no idea. Thank god the enemy were either dead, in retreat, or staring at the square themselves, because I was standing in the open like a damn fool.

Then, just as suddenly as it had started, it ended. The Blue square closed in on itself, from the top down, shutting like a window. It was still dead quiet, and I specifically remember hearing the weight of what had been a stationary sand cloud fall and land on the hood of the humvee, like sugar falling on sheet metal. All of a sudden the vehicles roared to life, the lights came back on, and the radio started squawking loudly. It startled the living sh*t out of me, and brought me out of my "fog" and back into the moment. I could hear the platoon come back to life: they were snapping out of their trances one by one, and starting to shout at one another, and me. We got our bearings back, and were expecting the firefight to resume. It didn't.

I jumped back on comms and saddled up next to Staff Sergeant, who wouldn't look at me. Air support was 2 minutes out. We closed ranks around the bridge, and awaited orders, Air support could not find a target; apparently we had destroyed the small band of paramilitary. We sat there in silence until relief arrived. Our orders came in to rejoin the Company, who were 20 Kilometers away, waiting for us before moving on to the Airport. The bridge, and Twilight Zone sh*t, was somebody else's problem now.

Our After Action Report did not include the incident with the blue square, or any details concerning the pause in battle. You don't report that kind of thing.

There was hushed talk days later amongst the men, about what happened. Those dismounted had seen the square open up initially, from bottom to top, again like a window. I had not witnessed that myself. Some were complaining of lingering migraines and eye ache. Some spoke of feeling like time had stopped still. Some said they felt like someone or something had been watching us from the square. A few claimed to not remember the incident at all. Afterwards, we agreed as a unit to never discuss the matter again. This is my first time telling this story publicly.

I later learned that we had been off comms for 20 minutes.

Unfortunately, the phenomenon seems to have followed me home, to a degree. I will detail this out in another story, another time.

a reply to: DreadKnock

From a new thread I started, I made a very crude mock up of what I saw, very very crude..



new thread, specifically for my story in full..

www.abovetopsecret.com...

a reply to: BrujaRebooted

UFOs? More more more we want more

a reply to: DreadKnock

Thank you for taking time to write this for us. I was enthralled by your story, and find it completely believable. The sugar on metal sound, those kinds of details lead me to believe what you experienced was real. And not everyone has the gift of describing the scene so that it can be visualized by others. This story will haunt my thoughts as much or more, than any best-selling author. Have you thought of writing professionally?

Thanks again!

originally posted by: olaru12

originally posted by: Flyingclaydisk
Well, wouldn't that just be the hoot of the century!

Big Foot is really an alien, and has a UFO!

GAWD...why did I never think of this????

It makes so much sense it almost hurts!

Might I suggest David Paulides youtube channel. He makes good sense about many things....

I spent some time on his channel last evening having read this recommend. Spooky stuff. I sure dont want to do any hiking right now!

And cant say it makes any more sense. More questions now instead of answers!

originally posted by: ufoorbhunter
a reply to: BrujaRebooted

UFOs? More more more we want more

My Dad told me the base always did the Athena tests on Thursday night after 11 or so, because they determined that timeframe is when most of the regional population was asleep. Otherwise, they would have to deal with even more UFO reports.

The Athena would have caused many. It was an unarmed ICBM. It had stages. Ive seen dozens of tests, because Dad would call us at home just before it launched, so we could go outside and watch. It could be seen from Utah to NM along its path. Once one strayed off-course. The command was given to blow it up. It didnt. Apparently they lost communication with it, so multiple failures. It crashed and burned in the train station in Juarez, Mexico, not far from the base. Nobody was there that time of night on a Thursday, so nobody was hurt. Mexico acted pissed, but Nixon admin paid a good healthy ransom to quiet down and give us back the payload.

Ive heard this story told as: the weird radioactive artifact at the Mexican ‘Roswell’ crash site (also spitting distance to White Sands) drew the Athena off-course and out of communication. Good story, but not reaaly accurate I dont believe.