Apollo 13 was a coverup for something far worse.
Hello Wattpad, my Grandson told me this would be a good place to anonymously post this story, somewhere where nobody will find it. Many people would not want this story getting out to the public, and for good reason I believe. However my days on this earth are numbered. And this is one secret that I refuse to take to the grave. If "the Men in Black" come zap me, so be it.
My trouble started in 1964 when I was hired at Nasa as a Capcom. I would be in contact with the Astronauts on all the Apollo missions. At first I considered myself the luckiest man in the world. I was able to witness the first men walk on the lunar surface and then watched them visit it once again with no problems. However Apollo 13 would be the mission in which I would quit my job and never look back.
During the Apollo 12 mission they found something very odd in a small crater not very far away from the landing site. It was a Russian space helmet, however, the visor was destroyed. There was nobody or nothing near the landing vehicle (or LEM) except them. The astronauts were extremely confused. As the CSM (command service model) passed over near the landing site of Pete Conrad and Alan Bean, the two men on the lunar surface contacted Richard Gordon, who was the command module pilot. They asked him to look down at the surface near the lander. Gordan saw a small little metallic prick far away from the Intrepid lander. Mission control was sent into a frenzy after the revelation, there was a soviet moon lander on the moon. And the worst part was that not one piece of American intelligence had picked up on it. The higher-ups sent off an order 3 days later. Apollo 13 would be taken away from Nasa and made a military project. Its mission was to see what the Reds were doing on the moon. Officially Apollo 13 never reached the moon. A small explosion in one of its oxygen tanks being the cause. However in reality Apollo 13 did make it to the moon. Jesus Christ I wish it didn't. Every day I wish I never took that job at Nasa. But as much as I wish I could, the past can't be changed.
The Apollo 13 splashdown that everyone old enough to have seen it on tv knows, was not the original capsule or crew sent in the Saturn V launched from the pad. The splash down that was witnessed on tv was sent up on a Saturn 1b the day before. The real command module and lander were sent hurtling off towards the moon. A top-secret crew of 3 highly trained air force-men named: Sam Colter, Chuck Burrows, and Jackson Smith were the real crew, and they were going to touch down on the moon. The men had specific military training to find any remains of what the soviets had done on the lunar surface.
The CSM reached a low moon orbit 3 days later. The first problem of the mission came when they undocked the lander from the CSM. One of the LEM landing legs didn't deploy properly. Sam had to EVA and worked for half an hour trying to get it to extend. This wasted up precious oxygen and made their already tight margins tighter. In the end they had to manually cut loose a malfunctioning bolt. After this they had to wait another orbit and ended up slightly ahead of their targeted landing site. As they were going in for their landing several people in mission control demanded we abort it and should wait and go up on Apollo 15, when the more advanced rover would be fully ready. However the DoD wasn't about to waste an entire Saturn V and Saturn 1b rocket for an aborted landing. We weren't given permission to abort and we sent both of our men into uncertain fate.
"300 miles, 200, 100, 50, 10, WATCH OUT, AIM THE BROKEN LEG DOWN!"
The lunar model touched down softly and safely on the lunar surface. It landed within rover traveling distance to the Russian lander, yet it was still slightly farther than what was wanted. Jackson and Sam walked out of the LEM. We all watched them take their first steps. The radio crackled.
"We've taken our first steps onto the moon Houston, we're going to begin rover assembly; we'll get back to you soon, over." Sam reported back to us.
"Copy that Aquarius." I replied.
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