And Atlantis had existed tomorrow by Justin Mader (electronic reader txt) 📕

All went around like lightning and looked at him. Everyone, even I, would have killed him because of his insensitive words at this moment and ....

Tired Obama spoke up. "As Mr. Turner asked already, what sense would make that now?" Smith's eyes began to blink frantically and then he cocked his head.

"And like I said, we have accomplished plan B SUCCESSFULLY, now we can move on to plan A!" All shouted now wildly, whether his outrageous statement. "Damned bastard! Should plan A not actually be first to plan B?" was the most moderate statement thereof.

Suddenly protector Gohunda Sedrun reported to speak. "Necessarily I'm normally not a friend of our Smith, but I think his statement was clearly!" Because all now were looking to the Artusianer wondering, he felt obliged to make a further statement. "Do you think too little cosmic, or missing you really the necessary physical conditions?"

When he saw, our questioning looks: "Obviously second one! Well, we have acquired this knowledge first 20 years before too. We basically had the problem that our spaceships can reach superluminal velocity without relativistic side effects only by shielding the tachyon pressure by rotating magnetic fields. However, messages could only receive with the speed of light. How high ever this velocity is in the respective sector of space. Thus, a superluminal communication was impossible and only possible via messenger ships, since they arrived faster than a light beam at the target side.

That got to so, because every time it costs a lot of energy to form a superluminal flight for only a simple communicating messages. So we tried to establish a kind of permanent tachyon transport beam with relay stations between the starting point and the target side. This tachyon transport beam should serve as a shielding field for the normal message beam to send quick messages. Then, without the tachyon pressure the message beam could reach superluminal velocity. You would say to this an Einstein-Rosen-bridge or shorter a wormhole. We speak of a 'breaking up the tachyon continuum' or a to open a 'ContinuumsDisturbingCanal' shortly 'CdC', Where the Germans build from this translated term 'KontinuumsStörKanal' the 'KsK' or their 'KraftStrahlKanone' meaning a 'power beam gun'. Now, both work with the same principles. It is a kind of channel cleared of these tachyons and within this channel you can finally communicate with superluminal. At least we thought that way.

In practice, however, it happened so that this communication data never arrived at the other end! Through historical data we could find out, finally, that this data arrived in the past, so much earlier than they were sent to the destination. Thus, the data traveled in the past and were therefore useless as superluminal communication. But namely, the time factor gave less consistent with the distance, but was proportional to the strength of the 'CdC', the so called ContinuumsDisturbingCanal.

The stronger this 'tachyon absorbing field' or 'ContinuumsDisturbingCanal' was, the farther the pulses were sent into the past. We finally were able to return items into the past even and had invented thus, you would say, a time machine. But with all our energy, we were able to send an object only maximum only one year into the past, . Until we found out that the strongest 'ContinuumsDisturbingCanal' causes of a destroyed Planet. Every cosmic body binds gravitational forces. If this disappears out of our continuum in all of a sudden, a huge tachyon free space arises. The so called. 'ContinuumsDisturbingCanal' corresponding to such similar, but in a gigantic scale. Where oddly this tachyon free space collapses not immediately like a KsK gun hit, and there are about one and a half years remaining. That's meaning an annihilated planet is not necessarily its finally end, and meaning so if you have the necessary technical requirements, this destruction can be reversed by a leap in time and the elimination of its destruction cause!"

"That's meaning, that earth could, could be..."

"Yes, that’s correct, earth can be restored, if we defeat the Quorx, before they could destroy earth!"

"Another aspect. This explanation with the tachyon-pressure, or its screening is a very bit strange. You cannot speak of a 'crack in the space time continuum'? And by the superluminal propagation 'of a journey into the past'? Would be easier for our understanding! ", I said.
"Although it is really wrong in scientific sense, ... but if it seems to appear understandable in your eyes...?"

"And all that you did know beforehand and brought us in this predicament conscious?" Putin was heard upset.

"Now, if you would have known all that, you never would agree this plan and we would still have the same problem with Quorx now! We would never have the opportunity to travel back in time to implement Plan A," Smith replied, "as I said, we provide technically maximum of only one year to travel in the past. But if you want to go back further, then you have to build another machine in these past with material of these past, which in turn creates a tachyon-hole in the past for only one year and so on and so on. Once I was gone down till to Waterloo, but It just works too slow on normal way. Alternatively, we had could blow up the Mars or the Venus but with much effort and more risks. And so Quorx had done the work for us and yes perhaps it is not finally."

"And besides, the chances were 50 to 50 that Quorx would fire! It could have worked", the Artusianer admitted.

"Well, that means you can send us or just a commando troop in the past and eliminate 'the destruction cause'? How do you imagine this?"

"The six Quorx ships have to be destroyed before they are able to destroy the earth themselves!"

"But we have seen that this is impossible. Our jets weapons had been just bounced or derived from their heavy shields!" Putin turned in.

"Well", Smith said, "we just need a better technology. It is known that the Atlanteans used a much better shield- and weapons technology as we all have here together today. It is of course a verbiage play and we have to have exactly the right moment and the exact clarify correct space and time coordinates for the settlement of our team in advance. We also need to define the exact parameters for the settlement of the team and have to brief the team accordingly. And just here Mr. Turner's grandfather comes into the game! We have to solve the issues involved within his documents to clarify and define an optimum range for the time window and the situation in Atlantis. Now a lot of work is to do and we know too, that we have to proceed within one and a half year to solve the problem!"

"Since we are not prepared for all possibilities here in this spaceship, I would suggest that we should retreat on Mars in our base!", Gohunda Sodrun said, "But first we should take a look at the survivors!"

Survivors who should there have still survived in the rubble? What he finally means, were the remaining pilots in our numerous warships and crews who had bravely thrown against the enemy.
With all kinds of radio messages, emergency buoys and location fine tuning we could eventually save more than 900,000 women and men. This convoy in tow, we headed to the red planet.

In the region Alba Patera, we finally went down, because there the Artusianer had their base there. Gigantic underground halls, warehouses and research centers there were to see, built completely secret for our people of the earth.

After supplying all wounded, first the various videos of the attack and the carried-out actions were analyzed in advance. When the conversations turned to my defense actions against the Quorx, although I could not make any clear indication, the analysis showed that I obviously had to have extraordinary paranormal powers just like as Tamara, who prompted to remark that I would be situated quite good in the Russian mutant Corps. My ability was a sort of OBE (Outer Body Experience) or near-death experience, combined with the generation of a disturbing field, or 'tachyon absorbing field' or a 'ContinuumsDisturbingCanal', like our friends always called it. In any case the method was not unlike an Artusianern KsK. But how it was triggered, however, no one could say.

I finally was sent to a basic military training course to the Russian 'Spetsnaz GRU "(Military Intelligence Service SAS -'Glavnoye Razvedyvatel'noye Upravleniye' Main Intelligence Directorate- meaning a 'Russian special military force') (yes, I wanted that the belly get away, but that what I had to experience there, was almost a brainwashing on the edge of self-sacrifice, which I was exposed here). There my special skills were tested too. But when there was no improvement in my abilities and despite of the quasi extinction of myself, it was unable to elicit an appropriate response of my sense. It was awful! Than the commanding instructor named Andrej made a last attempt. He abruptly pulled up his Tokarev and fired 3 shots at my body. And promptly it worked and Andrei diced with the death and he just yet survived my paranormal attack. After all, we could now understand the mechanisms and I got the ability to test a number of other installed skills in me, even without a Tokarev. As we both had been dismissed from the hospital -the after-emergency surgery medical care by the Artusianer was much better and more advanced than the earthly-, Andrei and I could even laugh and should be still good friends during the further events.

As next turn the gray boxes of my grandfathers were to be analyzed. What then came to facts to light, was remarkable. I had to apologize strictly to my grandfather. As I had offended him and reviled him as a drunkard. It did hurt me at heart terribly, what I had done to him at that time. On the one hand, what he everything had to experienced and endured. On the other hand, the facts about Atlantis which were captivating and impossible to explain it away. I in his place would have done the same, if I had known all these details.

And just the originals of Plato’s novel or the reports of Paul meaning Agamemnon Schliemann about the grave of the Neith or the story of my grandfather about the Gallipoli Campaign were the madness purely. Everything about my grandfather had talked, all that was true and not an excuse of a drunkard. Even the inventor of the 'bear's catcher' we could elicit in his reports, although this was irrelevant to how we will proceed. But what I strongly take it the wrong way was the reports of my grandfather, about the role of this peculiar Smith. Again, and again he seemed to have emerged during the history and to have spread death and destruction. But what should I do about it?

Tamara and I together looked at the reports by and I asked her what she thought of this freaking Smith. "Well," she said, "at this moment, after all, he is one of our closest allies. His intention seems back clearly aimed and still aims on exploring the mystery of Atlantis. He wants to pinch all that technologies of the Atlanteans that are actually the first people of the Artisans. And each agent is him right."

She moved her chair closer to the diary of my grandfather, that I just kept in my hands,... "but just how we can prevent him for doing exactly that?", ...my right hand was holding one of the exfoliated sides,... "by preventing that he take part of this expedition now!", ...my hand saved the current page, and like by an coincidence I touched hers,... "well, but how we can prevent this?", ...with the left hand I grabbed a drink at the table, she did exactly the same,.... "can you imagine in which mask Smith could occur in Atlantis?", ... she crossed her knees, I did exactly the same..., "yes, perhaps as a camel?", ...a stupid joke and yet we burst out laughing together, that we choke on and the liquid spilled over our glasses and caused a terrible mess on the floor, ... when we finally slipping together from the wet floor, we could no longer hold us, ... I looked deep into her eyes and kissed her, my Tamara, my all the world, with whom I had experienced so much till now ..., I leave this topic, it had sparked between us in any case and we both now were a couple from these days on Mars.

So, seen we serious knew pretty much what expected to us. We had to keep bay the ordinary people of the former earth, and perhaps also the common people of the Atlanteans with the modern technology of our days. How it perhaps looked like with the middle management and the kings, however, was very unclear. As we had seen in the documents of Plato, at this time, short just before the fall of Atlantis, there were great dissensions between the leaders of the people, meaning between the ten kings. So, there was a lot of