Infiltration

"Shepherd, this is no ordinary mission. After Landry was taken as a hostage I was immediately reinstated as head of the SGC. I'm here as your official CO, but there's nothing we can do from this distance besides give you information via your radio."

Shepherd took a look around the inside of the dock from his hiding place behind a crate. "There's nobody here. Looks like their numbers aren't too large - otherwise they'd be crawling all over the city." He stood up and made a short burst for the lift at the back of the room.

"Don't let your guard down - just because they're not everywhere doesn't mean they won't have a unit in that area." Shepherd looked up the shaft from the cargo lift - this must go hundreds of feet up... he pressed the "up" button and the lift steadily rose. you've gotta be kidding me...

"Shepherd, they're suspecting a hostile presence in the city. The remains of your SDV were found - we managed to modify the shell to make it look like a drone incase this happened, but we have to send down puddle jumpers and make it look like we're launching an offensive before they suspect you've actually arrived."

"I'm that important huh?" Shepherd said with a wide grin on his face. The lift sped up, and he soon arrived at the top floor. "I'm in - moving outside to get a clear view of the city," he said.

Shepherd took the stairs to the roof and dove behind a giant crate as he noticed an armed guard patrolling the roof. He leant right a bit to see where he was.

"Colonel, you won't believe this... They have a 302 on the roof... how the hell did they get their hands on it?" he whispered. He felt like his luck had just ran out.

"Fox-Hound wasn't just an infantry regiment. They were deemed important enough for their own personal Fighter Support. I suspected they'd have one..."

He looked around for signs of a pilot - and sure enough, someone walked out wearing the complete gear. I know who that is...! but he only had a guess, as the man put the helmet on and climbed into the cockpit.

"Colonel, they're taking off - your Jumpers will have a fight on their hands, it looks like you caught their attention." as the 302 rocketed into the sky, the armed guard moved downstairs through the doorway Shepherd had been stood in.

He got up and moved to the edge of the tower he was stood on. "I'm in the outskirts here. I have to make my way across the the main tower, but there's no walkway," he said.

"The schematics of the city show a walkway about ten storeys below you. You should fast rope down, it's the easiest way."

Shepherd looked down, and sure enough, there it was, far below him. He attached his hook to the crate he had hidden behind, threw his rope over the edge and threw himself off the roof. He shot downwards, and hit the walkway with enough force to cripple him.

"Always hate those landings... right, I'm off to the prison block, see if I can locate Landry or Woolsey. I'll keep you posted."