A/N: The next paragraph is there simply to help you remember what's happened in the previous chapter, so just skip it if you're reading this chapter right after.
Daniel was sitting tied to a hard metal chair. He'd broken of the right front leg to free his right leg and both armrests to free his arms. A man had held an arm around his neck and a knife against his throat, but he had gotten a knife from another man and cut deep into the arm around his neck. Daniel had used one of the armrests to knock out a third man, now lying on by his feet. The other man, from whom Daniel had taken the knife, had pulled out a gun, aiming it at Daniel, and had just fired it.
The man fired his gun and it exploded. While Daniel had stalled he had concentrated on the gun and mental he had ruined the inside to sabotage it.
In just a moment Daniel had pulled the knife along the entire arm of the man. Then he dashed forward, grabbing one of the pipes from the chair as he did. The scrawny man that had fired the gun had dropped the gun and was clasping his face were searing hot gunpowder and sharp metal parts had scarred him. Daniel ignored the fact that he was wounded and hit him again and again with the pipe, beating him until he stopped moving.
Daniel was covered in blood when he dropped the pipe and turned around. He took a gun from the first man he had knocked out and aimed it towards the man who had the knife in his arm. The man was using his other hand to stop the blood but it was still running freely down his arm.
"Where are we?" Daniel asked.
"Help me, I'm bleeding," the man pleaded.
"I could, if you tell me where we are and how I can get back to my men. Otherwise I'll shoot you."
"You're not going to shoot anyone with that, it's biometrically locked to the people of this base. Without a set of fingersprints from one of us it's useless."
Daniel pointed the gun towards the man's legs and fired, but the trigger was stiff as a nail and refused to budge no matter how hard he pressed it. "That's good to know, now where are we and how to I get back?"
Blood was flowing down the man's arm and had formed quite a large pool around him. His face was starting to get paler as well. "Several floors above us there's a hangar, it's the only way in and out."
"Security?"
"I don't know, I just transferred here."
"Fine." Daniel stepped over to the small man and pulled out his belt, then he threw it to the bleeding man. "Tie it hard around your arm, close to your shoulder. I'll send down one of your friends, if anyone's smart enough to stand down."
"Thank you," the man said while Daniel walked past him.
Daniel pushed open the metal door and stepped out into a corridor with dark grey concrete walls. Just a few meters down the hall to the right he saw a pair of elevator doors which he hurried towards. He had taken a keycard from the small man when he took his belt, he swiped it through the reader and watched a pair of lights next to the doors descend. About halfway down they stopped and the doors opened.
Two large security guards waited inside the elevator with their weapons aimed at him. "ID, Sir," one of the men said. Daniel concentrated and before the guards could react he had mentally thrown them into the back of the elevator, creating huge dents where they impacted. Then he flung them into the corridor before stepping inside. A touch display was sitting on the wall next to the door, there were several dozen levels below him and he needed to scroll up for half a minute before reaching the top floor on the display. He pressed the top floor and the elevator doors slammed shut with reckless force and speed, then it shot upwards. At extreme speed the elevator raced up, only a few floors from the surface did it slow down and eventually stop. When the doors opened Daniel saw an underground hangar filled to the brim with planes, helicopters and soldiers walking around.
"Hello Sir," a woman said from a desk just outside the elevator when Daniel stepped out of it. "Is there something I can help you with?"
Slightly taken back by her Daniel took half a step backwards before he regained his cool and walked up to the desk. "I need a vehicle."
"May I see your identification Sir?"
"My identification?" He had placed his hands on her desk and she snatched the keycard from under his hand.
"Well I will need to see what vehicles you're allowed to drive and pilot Sir. Should you require I will call for a driver or a pilot. I don't know what part of the world you're from or how you did things there but here everyone is required to be certified before I am allowed to issue you a vehicle." She had swiped the card and was pressing on a screen in front of her. "Oh my. It seems we have a VIP here. I do apologize Sir but it's protocol here. It seems you're certified for most personal transports, is there any particular vehicle I may put at your disposal?"
"Any sort of quick vehicle will do, I'm in quite a hurry."
"Very well. Go to hangar bay twenty two, it's the fastest vehicle we have available Sir."
"Where's bay twenty two?" Daniel asked. His heart was racing but he did what he could to keep his cool, doing his best to fool his way out of the base.
The woman reached down, pressed a button and a small microphone rose from the table. "Jake could you come to my desk please?" Her voice boomed throughout the hangar. It took a minute before a young private came running to the desk.
"What do you need Ma'am?" the private asked.
"Take this man to hangar twenty two. And treat him well Jake, he's a VIP. One of the people putting food on your plate," she ordered.
"Yes Ma'am." He turned to Daniel. "If you'd please follow me I will show you to your hangar."
"Please lead the way."
He followed the private down between the planes, helicopters and vehicles parked in the hangar up to a pod that was sitting inside a wall. "Where are we going?" Daniel asked.
"Hangar twenty two Sir, we're in hangar five at the moment. This turbolift will take us there." They had stepped inside the glass pod and the doors closed. Then the pod speed upwards to the roof, once there it stopped before moving sideways along the roof. As they raced past several huge hangars Daniel looked out. There were hundreds of helicopters and planes in each one and even more ground vehicles.
Finally the pod stopped and began descending into a hangar. A single helicopter was sitting in the hangar.
"Welcome to hangar twenty two Sir."
"Thank you, Jake was it."
"Yes Sir."
"Tell me Jake, why do you fight in this war?"
"Food Sir. There's a shortage of food after the Goa'uld attack but the Nobility provide the food we need, both for me and my family."
"Then you're not really loyal to the Nobility?"
"As long as they provide food and clothes I'll do their work, but I want nothing to do with the killing, that's why I'm working here at the base. It's the safest place on Earth."
"Why not go off-world then? Or go to the Alterran side?"
"All off-world bases are under attack from the Goa'uld almost every week and there's no way for us to send supplies or men to them."
"What about the Alterra?"
"Is this some sort of trick Sir? I know what the soldiers do to anyone who deserts the cause. Fucking savages, cutting up people for getting an hour late to work. I could only imagine what they would do if they found a deserter. Despite, there's that shield which stop us from going to their side."
"I see your point." The pod had long since reached the hangar floor and the doors stood open for him.
"Good Sir. Is there anything else I may get you?"
"No I'm fine thank you. But there's someone on level one hundred thirty six that you may help third room on the left side as you leave the elevator I believe."
"The dungeon?"
"Yes the dungeon, there might be blood coming from under the door," Daniel said when he remembered the man below.
"Don't worry Sir, I'll handle it discreetly. I might not like what you're doing down in the dungeons Sir but I'll have it cleaned."
"Thank you Jake." Daniel walked out of the pod and the doors closed behind him.
Before him stood a huge helicopter, which Daniel had no clue of how to fly. One of the doors of the helicopter opened and a man in uniform strode towards him. "Well hello Sir, where may I take you?"
"I require quick transportation to a classified location, the desk lady at hangar five said this chopper was at my disposal."
"Yes Sir. That's why I'm here, I'll be your co-pilot during your flight. She's a big bird and a fucking bitch to fly."
"I can handle her."
"Good, but I'll still be coming with you Sir." The pilot helped Daniel into the helicopter and into the pilot's seat.
"If you're going to come along she's all yours. I take it there's a cargo hold on this bird?"
"Yes Sir, there's two quads and a truck in the hold if you need ground transportation after we've landed."
"I'll go take a look then."
"I need a destination Sir, unless you want us to sit idly in this hangar?"
"Fly south for half an hour and find someplace to land. I'll take the truck or a quad from there."
"We'd come very close to the shield Sir."
"I gave you an order, I suggest you follow it."
"Yes Sir." He pressed a few buttons and the engines roared to life behind them. Daniel climbed out of the pilot's seat and walked out of the cockpit. Behind the cockpit was a crew compartment and after passing through yet another door Daniel got into the hold. Two black quads were parked in front of a large humvee, but the hold was wide enough that the quads could easily pass by.
He strode over to the humvee and climbed inside. It was filled with high tech electronics. "Let's see what we have here." His eyes skimmed the text on each screen and on every button until he found what he thought was the radio controls. He pressed a button and a screen came to life, it showed frequencies and encryptions. He managed to set it to the SGCs standard frequency and disabled the encryption, after having confirmed it six times.
"This is Ascended One Actual, seeking contact with Homebase."
He kept repeating his call over the radio until he felt them taking ground, after only a few minutes. He looked up from the radio and saw the pilot and five men walking into the hold.
"Doctor Jackson, turn off the radio and exit the vehicle," someone shouted.
Daniel hurried to close and lock the doors.
-Do you really think you could escape Doctor Jackson?- the humvee's internal speakers synthesised the voice. -Even if you wouldn't have sent down that private to the dungeons we keep track of all old SGC channels, just in case you would do anything like this. Now step out of the vehicle and we'll let you live.-
A/N: Alright people this is the second last chapter of this book. At the time of writing this (28/8 2016) there is roughly 3300 views of this story. I think that's good or at least decent, but there's only 11 reviews. That means that ⅓ % leave reviews. Now as we near the closing of the book I'd like as many as possible to review and say what they think. Anything is good, but I want to hear points of improvement, characters you think are out of character, weird things etc. I write because it's fun and because you guys come back and read chapter after chapter, but unless we get some reviewing going I see no point in doing a fourth book and will instead find some other stories to write.