UFO. Belarus

In his autobiography of a very well respected man and known pilot Konstantin Ivanovich Wind (in the past lead test engineer cosmonaut training center. Gagarin in Star city) mentions a striking case that occurred to him during his stay in the rocket branch of the Bureau in kolosovo (Stolbtsy district).

Three times I had occasion to observe natural phenomena and objects, the origin and nature of which was beyond any logical explanation based on our worldly knowledge. One of them I mentioned in the story "the Belarusian phenomenon". About the second case – the vast mysterious glow in the Atlantic is also mentioned in one of the publications. But the last, the third case is still stuck in the memory: what was it? Who was it?

...Belarus. Kolosovo. Today, I have no jumps. The Minsk aeroclub resting after a busy month of training and competitions, skydivers, glider pilots, and pilots. Sweaty, rolled up our instructors for them, even one day of rest – almost a gift of fate.

The rocket branch of KB, where I work after graduating from the Leningrad military mechanical Institute, is thick, extending for many miles the pine-spruce forest. It's six in the morning. Just for you! Sleep... no Wonder all the working days I have great difficulty forcing myself to open my eyes to lift for a daily charge with a mandatory cross, and there is no even slightest desire to sleep... This is clearly surprising, because from the jump I came back from Minsk, as always, in the morning.

In the silence of the early morning hear snuffle our eight-month Olka. Sleep well my friend is completely silent and sturdy: it's also decently tired a day in his clinic.

Quiet rustling buzzer on our phone. The voice of my friend the ensign Anatoly Lycha:

- Konstantin Ivanovich, would You like to go tonight to me on the Neman. Do not change your mind?

Yes, a conversation with A. I had the day before. Now the ensign finishes duty at the checkpoint. He lives seven miles from here, and his house stands on the banks of the Neman, this pure and beautiful Belarusian rivers. The house has a plot of half a hectare, which, thanks to Anatoly and his family, grows all there is, perhaps, only pineapple! Anatoly medium height, slim, he has a very peculiar expression of eyes, looking in which, for once, agree with the idea that this man is absolutely not capable of even the smallest negative manifestations towards others.

...At the entrance to our "Cycling" couple suddenly podkidyvaet third cyclist. This is senior Lieutenant Yuri Tolubeev. It turns out, yesterday he also became a candidate for our journey "Lychevskaya ranch"...

We twist pedals, following our ensign on a narrow but well-groomed forest trail. Exchange words, sometimes making an attempt to introduce each other to new, heard before anecdotes. Roll out on a long straight as an arrow stretch of the trail, over which hang dense pine branches. And then...

Quite suddenly we are all together, at the same time, we find ourselves in a strange light purple glow, and in a second... the Ensign at full speed with a huge free space into a hard invisible barrier and flew over the handlebars of his Bicycle, falling on the trail, and next to him falls to the ground it is "great" with amazing huge "figure eight" front wheel! The impression that Lych at full speed and ran at least a stone wall!

I followed Anatoly to ten meters, and only this allowed me under heavy braking to stop lying lychevskaya bike...

All three look at each other and don't understand! How could this happen for absolutely no reason! Without the slightest sign of presence on the trail at least some of the obstacles! Well at least the fallen escaped with bruises and scratches, nothing more...

Meanwhile, the purple glow, "blocking" the way for us, enhanced by his background and the front of and slightly left of the figure emerges... women in unclear smooth gray-blue suit clinging to her exceptional proportionality figure. Head of a woman surrounded by well distinguishable, although pale, with a halo of bluish tint, reminiscent of the glass helmet of the suit.

We can clearly see her beautiful face with a huge one-third of his eyes. I think I even notice her barely visible smile. And then, grabbing his crippled bike, Lych takes off and rushes to the side of our town! We with Yury, as if petrified, unable to move. The fear we feel, but there is something new, not tested previously unknown sense of danger and mystery that defies all caution. Bounced for a few meters, together with Tolubeeva continue to look at unfolding before us is completely incomprehensible to man picture.

The figure of a woman smoothly and quietly moves to the left, in the direction which has become a bright purple background and... dissolves it...

After a few seconds a pale purple ball slowly rises over the pine trees silently and swiftly disappears...

In the subsequent days and even years of getting acquainted with this story only heads swayed, well, at least not openly laughing at us, witnesses to what happened...

Translated by «Yandex.Translator»