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AREA 51/S-4 Secrets Behind the Scenes 51/S-4 AREA Behind the Secrets Scenes In 1991, UFO investigator Wendelle Stevens was contacted by a Delta Force sentry who divulged details of flying saucers and aliens kept at Area 51. n Tuesday, 22 October 1991, one of the strangest and most exciting stories of my career in UFO research began to unfold. A young man calling himself Connor O'Ryan called my home in Tucson, Arizona, from Los Angeles and said he wanted to come and see some of my collection of UFO information and pictures. That was about noon of Tuesday. At about 14:00 hours I received another call from the same voice saying that he feared he may be in danger, because when he went to the bank to draw out money for his trip, he was informed that his account was "frozen"! He tried his Bankcard in the automatic teller machine and it was returned unhonoured. He went to another bank and tried to withdraw money on his Visacard and it also was not honoured. He said he suspected the worst. He went back and packed his bags and left his apartment. He called me again about 14:45 to say he had something for me if I would get him a bus ticket to deliver it. He said the next bus left his position at 16:00. I raced to my nearest Mail Boxes outlet and wired him $100 for a ticket to Tucson. After that, I was tied up on my telephone for a few min- utes when my line was interrupted by another call saying the money was not at Western Union yet, and time was running out. I assured him that I would go check on it immedi- ately, and that he should check Western Union again in 15 minutes. He did, and the funds were verified, and Western Union verified this to me. The Mail and Western Union sub- station was in a mall across the street from the bus station and he made it in time; but now he began to worry about what he was carrying, and on impulse decided not to carry what he had with him, but to ship it to me to hold for him when he got here. He made up a package in an automobile starter box and weighted it with rocks to dis- guise the contents. He then took it to the mail section of the bus station office and shipped it to me at priority rate, registered and insured so that it had to be signed for. The man arrived in Tucson at 02:30 early next morning and called me, so I went down and picked him up at the Tucson bus station. He did not want to eat, but I was now up and wanted a cup of coffee. We stopped at the Dunkin’ Donuts all-night counter near 22nd Street and Craycroft Road, and I had a coffee and he drank a Pepsi-Cola. Then we went to my home and went to sleep. The next morning, Wednesday, all seemed normal and we went out to breakfast. The young visitor asked a lot of questions about UFOs and my research. He said he had foun out about me and my interests in a book on UFOs, among the very few on the subject in the Las Vegas downtown public library, and copied my name and address from it. A call to the Tucson telephone directory service gave him my number. He said he was a US Marine—a "Seal", an elite Navy Special Forces position—and ha been such since his enlistment some nine years ago. He was 29 years old, and for the last nine months he had been assigned to "Delta Force, Team Six", a super-elite cross-service activity that answered to none of the service commands but to a command line of its own, answering directly to the Joint Service Staff. This was all new to me. He said he was, until one week before, assigned to duty at S-4 in the Area 51 facility of the ACE reservation in Nevada. He said he was a sentry who lived in the quarters at the facility and whose duty post was on Level 2 of a four-level complex. He said there were no sentries below Level 2, as everything below that was electronically controlled and he did not know what was down there. At Level 2 they controlled access to the separate ele- vators that went down below—one to Level 3 and another one to Level 4. To use one o: these elevators it took a card, a thumbprint and a matching retina scan of the right eye. Anyone who was not cleared by this process was immediately arrested. The sentries worked continuous shifts of four hours on and eight off. They patrolled by Wendelle C. Stevens ©1997 From his talk given at the 1997 Australian International UFO Symposium PO Box 17206 Tucson, Arizona 85731, USA PO Box 17206 Tucson, Arizona 85731, USA NEXUS - 65 DECEMBER 1997 - JANUARY 1998