Good evening. I've been researching crash retrieval cases for close to twenty years now, and I'm calling about one that happened right across the border from where I live. August 1974, in the Chihuahua desert near a little town called Coyame. What makes this one different, and I'll tell you why it keeps me up at night, is that we have radar data, we have military communications intercepts, and we have a document that surfaced in 1992 with details so specific that either someone went to extraordinary lengths to fake it, or something extraordinary actually happened. The night of August 25th, 1974, around ten o'clock, US Air Defense radar picked up an unknown object over the Gulf of Mexico. It was moving at roughly twenty-five hundred miles per hour, altitude seventy-five thousand feet, on a heading that would take it into US airspace near Corpus Christi. At first they figured it was a meteor. But then it did something meteors don't do. It decelerated. Changed course. Turned to a heading of two-ninety degrees and began descending in steps, not a smooth arc, but level steps, holding each altitude for about five minutes before dropping again. Two separate military installations tracked it five hundred miles into Mexican territory before it vanished from the screens near Coyame.
Now here's the thing, and this is what got the CIA's attention. About an hour after that object disappeared, civilian radio traffic indicated a small plane had gone down in the same area. A Cessna out of El Paso, bound for Mexico City. Both objects vanished from radar at the same location, at the same time. The next morning, Mexican authorities started a search for the downed plane. Around ten-thirty, they spotted wreckage from the air. Then, minutes later, a second crash site a few miles away. The radio report described it as circular, metallic, apparently intact despite visible damage. Right after that transmission, Mexican authorities clamped down a complete radio silence. The Americans had been listening the whole time. silence after a plane crash seems odd - Frank' CIA was already assembling a recovery team at Fort Bliss before the Mexicans even reached the crash site. Requests went out through diplomatic channels offering assistance. Mexico refused. Flat out said no. But satellite imagery showed both the plane wreckage and this disc-shaped object being loaded onto flatbed trucks. The convoy headed south.
This is where it gets dark. The American team was staged and ready, helicopters painted sand color with no markings, a Sea Stallion and three Hueys. They were monitoring everything. And then the Mexican convoy just stopped. Middle of the desert, nowhere near any town or major road. All radio communication from the recovery team ceased. A high-altitude flyover showed trucks with their doors open and bodies on the ground. Every member of the Mexican recovery team was dead. The decision was made to go in. The American team crossed the border that afternoon wearing full biohazard gear. When they arrived, they found the Mexican soldiers still in their trucks, most of them. Some had collapsed outside their vehicles. No signs of a firefight. Their weapons hadn't been used. The disc was still on the flatbed, silver like polished steel, about sixteen feet across and maybe five feet thick. No windows, no doors, no markings of any kind. There was a twelve-inch hole in one section of the rim and a dent about two feet wide. The estimated weight was around fifteen hundred pounds.
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