Lost in Magadan: Extraterrestrials on Earth

I am extending the invitation to each one of you to join me on this journey. However, if you choose to go to Antarctica, you will never be able to return. Security demands that you live the remainder of your lives there. There is not enough space on the boats for you to bring your families, even if there were, we do not have accommodations for them.

If you choose this journey with me, you will not be allowed to say goodbye to your families or return home to collect your things. You will exit this room, walk directly to the U-boat pen and board. Everything you need is on the boat, including clothing, food and supplies.

If you choose to stay here, you will be taken hostage by the Allied invaders and suffer unspeakable humiliations at the hands of the enemy.

Who will come with me to Antarctica as free men?”

Nox knew it was a hard sell. Most of the men had families that they would not want to leave, “I will answer any questions, now.”

A Nazi officer stood to his feet. He appeared to be in his early forties, with a strong jaw and closely cropped blonde hair. Like the other officers, he was in full dress uniform. “Will we be able to send for our families later?” he asked.

Nox had not anticipated that question. However, he knew the other men would be wondering the same thing. Nox immediately sensed that he would have more men volunteer for the mission if he gave them hope that they would one day be reunited with their families.

“Yes, of course. After things settle down we will make efforts to locate and transport your families to Antarctica. It may take years to locate them, depending on how the enemy handles the coming occupation,” Nox said confidently. Nox did not really have a problem with families being at the Antarctica base; after all, he would need babies to help grow his would-be empire. The Nazi officer nodded and sat down.

A scientist raised his hand. Nox pointed at him, and the scientist rose to his feet. The scientist, well known by everyone on the U-boat base, was not a huge supporter of the Nazi party; he was more interested in scientific endeavors than politics. He was a man in his early forties, balding, and slight in stature.

“Mr. Nox, um, I have a question,” the scientist shuffled his feet and looked at the floor.

Nox ignored the improper title, knowing the awkward scientist meant no disrespect.

The scientist continued, “If this huge cavern is underground, even if it is heated, how do plants and vegetables grow with no sunlight?”

Nox would have smiled if the muscles in his face would have allowed it; he knew he could convert many of them with this answer. “It is true that much of the cavern is underground and does not receive sunlight in the traditional manner. There are numerous natural openings at the top of the cavern, holes in the ground, that allow sunlight to directly fall on the floor of the cavern some 500 feet below, but that is not enough. When we found the cavern, there were numerous forests and plants growing in the spaces that had natural sunlight. We found thousands of acres of wooded areas with thick vegetation. But there were still hundreds of square miles of warm, but rocky, and barren land. Since then, our scientists have developed a system by which we collect sunlight on the surface and funnel it down to the caverns, with highly reflective tubing. When the sunlight reaches the cavern below it is 20 times brighter than it was on the surface because of our magnification equipment. We have already had great success in growing crops with the natural sunlight that is funneled through the ice in these magnification tunnels.”

Nox saw several of the scientists nodding their heads in approval.

A commander stood to his feet. Nox looked at him and waived his hand, indicating for the Nazi commander to speak. Nox knew the commander was a natural leader and many men would follow him.

The Commander said, “What will be the command structure? Will we still be Nazis? Will Hitler be there? Will we keep our rank?”