Contact at Kobol

by wilkins75

The scrolls tell that 13 tribes left the birthplace of humanity on Kobol, 12 went one way and the other Earth went another only to lose all contact with their cousins. It is written that one day they would reunite but when they Earth meets their cousins it is not what they expected and it would cost both sides in blood. (Stargate SG1/Battlestar Galactica)

36. Chapter 36

Chapter 36 Setting the Board

President Richard Adar was having the worse day of his life, he had just finished his speech to the Colonies about the war which had come to their doorsteps when two major blows hit him within minutes. First the official list of those who had died in the attacks on the Quorum finally reached his desk, of the 1500 Quorum members, priests and military leaders who were in the hall for his speak only 857 people had made it out alive. Of those 435 of them where injured badly enough that they were in the hospital some of whom where not going to live through the night. He was still running through the names a lot of whom where his political allies, it seems that a Tau'ri mortar round had hit the Caprican delegation right in the center killing over half of the 100 members in one hit.

He was about to move on when another aid ran up to him carrying a laptop computer.

Sir, a message from the battlestar Helios." reported an aid. "A Tau'ri Owl, appeared by them and delivered a message both over the wireless and by dropping a pod with the same information in paper and computer form."

"What did it say?" inquired the President

"Sir, it is basically a list of demands that we have to meet for them to end this war." Said the said

"There is no stopping this," admitted President Adar as he rubbed his temples. "The religious leaders and the other groups will accept nothing short of Kobol and they really want Earth as well. The people will also want revenge for what they did to Caprica City. No they will not allow me to end this war."

The aid just stood there and listened to his president.

"Tell me what their demands are, maybe we can work out a path which will make everyone semi happy to avoid this war from growing." said Adar

"Sir, I don't think you will like this." said the aid as he handed the laptop over, the President looked at the first three demands and to the surmise of everyone he threw the laptop against the wall.

"Fraken damn it, there is no way I can accept any of those!" yelled Adar

"Mr. President what are their demands?" inquired his oldest political advisor

"Their first fraken demand is that we accept they are totally independent and release all claims to Valhalla, or Kobol as we call it." snapped Adar "Then it gets even better, they want me and my entire administration plus military leaders who took part in the operation to send that force to Kobol turned over to Tau'ri justice. They actually think I would hand myself over to them to be shot."

"They don't." said the Political Advisor "They are giving you demands that will make their people happy, remember their leaders are in the same boat as you. Even if they want peace their people are crying out for war."

"And their other demands are just as worse, they want all of our nuclear weapons and the number of battlestars will be cut in half." said Adar "And that was just the first three, I am sure there is more."

"There are." Confirmed the aid who went to pick up the laptop his president had just thrown. "They also send a list of what they call the rules for war and the treatment of prisoners."

"I will look at them in the morning, I need some sleep." said the President as he rubbed his temples. "Wait, did anything jump out to you?"

"Only three things sir." said the aid "First that they will not target none military space travel for 24 hours but after that they will engage in unrestricted operations against any ship not marked as a hospital or civilian medical aid ship. They claim they will do this because they don't want us to send military supplies on civilian ships."

"Ok, we expected that. The Cylons did the same thing only they hit everything, robots don't need medicine. What are the other two?" inquired the President

"That they will treat any more attack on Valhalla or any other world with Weapons of Mass Destruction which for them includes Nuclear, Chemical and Biological weapons as a red line and they will respond in kind with their own WMDs on any target they see fit." Explained the aid as Adar blinked. "Basically it sounds like if we use our WMD or Chemical/Biological weapons on civilian targets they respond with their own."

"They consider Chemical and Biological weapons on the same level as a nuclear bomb?" asked Adar "Have they ever seen what is left after a nuke, there is no way a chemical or bio weapon can equal that. A hellish landscape that cannot be used compared to something that fades over time. They can't be put in the same class."

"They must mean that if we hit them with a biological weapon they will hit back with their own biological weapons." advised the political advisor "They can't possibly mean that if we hit them with a biological weapon they will hit us with a nuke, the two are no were near the same."

"Our cousins are very strange." Confirmed the aid "The last one basically says that we have 24 hours to respond to their demands and after that the gloves will come off as they say."

"I see." confirmed Adar

"They act like they are holding back." Laughed the aid

"In a way they are, they haven't used nukes against civilians which is good considering if what they are saying is true we used a nuke against their civilians." stated the senior political advisor as the door to the room opened up and Admiral Nagata walked into the room. Like everyone else she looked as if she had not slept in weeks, still her uniform was clean as it could be.

"Mr. President." said Nagata as she snapped to attention. "You wanted options for a counter attack on the know Tau'ri positions."

"And you have some?" inquired Adar as he gave the admiral his full attention.

"Yes, but at the moment the first one which I would recommend would take at least 20 days to get into position." reported Nagata

"That will not do Admiral." said the political advisor "We have to strike back hard and fast or else the people will think that we are weak and they will begin to lose hope."

"Well sorry but there is only so much we can do, Kobol is far away and we need to get supplies ready, do multiple recons before we attempt to send any more ships toward that world." countered Admiral Nagata "We would be walking into a death trap, the first mission had surprise we don't. The Tau'ri will be waiting for us."

"There has to be something?" inquired the aid before pointing at the wall of TVs that carried all the major news networks. "What they see now when they turn on their televisions is Caprica City burning, national treasures destroyed and the remains of multiple battlestars. We need to give them a new image one of victory over the Tau'ri. We need to show them Tau'ri ships destroyed, we need to show them our flag flapping over Kobol."

"And how would it play out if all the men and women you send on a mission without the right perpetration don't come back at all?" inquired Admiral Nagata "I know we need victories to boost our image but right now the need for revenge can last the time we need to get ready."

"Unless the press leaks the images that the Tau'ri put up in the Temple of Apollo." countered the political aid. "We were lucky that the networks didn't switch to those images live but thankfully we were able to get them before they were broadcasted. What we do not need is people saying that the Tau'ri where right to respond for the attack. We need to keep pushing on the fact that their Valhalla is Kobol and there is no proof that they are not lying about the nuclear strike."

"That is a very dangerous game, if the public should learn the truth then it could lead to a lot of trouble," pointed out Admiral Nagata

"And how will that happen, let's say the Tau'ri hack into our computers and broadcast the images they already attempted to show. We can claim they are false and most of the people will believe us." Said the aid "What we need to do is counter the images of our destroyed cities, we need to strike back."

"Admiral, you said that the first recommendation you had took 20 days to prepare." inquired Adar "What are the ones you don't recommend?"

"Sir, one of our experts offered up the idea of attaching missiles to our recon drones and having them carry out unmanned attacks." explained Nagata "This wouldn't take long but the effects would be small unless we load them with nukes and nuking Kobol wouldn't be in our best interest."

"That is an understatement." confirmed Adar as he placed his hand under his chin. "And the Tau'ri have just sent a message saying that they will respond in kind if we use Nuclear, Bio or Chemical weapons on their civilians. So, a nuke of our own would be resounded with a Tau'ri nuke and our own bio attack would mean the Tau'ri carry out their own bio attack. That is something we cannot do."

"I agree." said Admiral Nagata "Most of all nukes, Biological and Chemical warfare we can prepare for with masks and others defensive measures but we have nothing to stop a nuke."

"Maybe a middle ground, tell me Admiral can you program the missiles to not target the planet but only one space born targets?" asked Adar

"Yes, sir." confirmed Nagata as her eyes widened, she had not considered that. "You want to use nukes but only in space, we didn't spot any civilian traffic over Kobol and the Tau'ri themselves use nukes on warships so we wouldn't be crossing that line. Also the Tau'ri themselves have said they plan to go after all spaceships if we do not give up. We will do the same to them."

"Showing Tau'ri ships destroyed would be a good image to show the people." Confirmed the political aid "A wise middle of the road approached but if I may offer a piece of advise."

"What is that?" asked Adar

"I am assuming that the admiral will launch this operation from a ship correct?" asked the political advisor

"Actually if we do this the base at Nysa would be best, it may take slightly longer for the drones to reach Kobol but it will allow for faster deployment," explained Nagata

"Not that big of importance, but it actually helps." explained the advisor "Maybe we should send some of our stock piles of Biological weapons and Hades Fires."

"But the Tau'ri said." started Nagata

"They never said anything about Hades fire so they must not consider that a WMD and we will not send the biological weapons until we can make enough new gas masks to protect the civilian population against a counter attack by Tau'ri gas." advised the advisor. "The gas and Hades Fire can sit at Nysa until such time that you decide to release it."

"No." snapped Adar "I will not send gas, gas masks don't defend against everything but Admiral send enough Hades fires to outfit five drones. I will have to think some more if I want to send Hades fire to Kobol."

"It shall be done." said Admiral Nagata as she left the room.

"Mr. President, while I may not agree with this move totally you did find a good middle ground which leaves you options." Confirmed the Advisor "Personally I don't think the Tau'ri have a stomach for this fight."

"How could you think that?" asked Adar

"Because if they wanted they could have nuked Caprica City instead of doing missiles strikes." explained the advisor "They don't have the stomach for slaughter, if I was a betting man they will bluster and fight for a little bit and then come to the table they way we want them to. Yes we will have to give in one some things likely all claims to their worlds but we will demand Kobol and in the end we will become friends. As long as we remain a strong united people we can stand repulse and repay anything the Tau'ri throw at us."

"I hope you are right." admitted Adar as he placed his hand under his chin. "But I fear that you may be wrong."

The sun had not risen yet over the ancient city of Atlantis but the rays from the sun filled the horizon with a glow bathing the city in shadows. Apart from only a couple of minutes of sleep General Shepard had not gotten any sleep. He had spent a couple of hours listening to the Cylon model six explain the differences between the 12 colonies to Todd before they all flew back together to the city. Now the General was standing in the armory while Todd who was now dressed in the common black leather looking armor that was common to every Wraith.

Todd picked up a 1911 pistol, he judged the gun before shaking his head, he moved around the armory like a disappointed General would, shaking his head at every little thing he found wrong.

"Don't you have any Wraith weapons?" inquired Todd to the master of the Armory. Quickly he opened up a different door to show another room full mostly of Wraith weapons, alongside a good amount of Genii, other Pegasus native human weapons and even a few Jaffa staff weapons. Todd moved down the line of wraith stun weapons both the pistol form and the larger rifle version. Unlike most races almost all the Wraith hand held weapons where designed to stun that way they could feed later. Todd moved down the line until he came to a stop at the far end of the line of weapons. Sitting in a locked side cabinet was different weapons they had found on different crashed Wraith ships.

"Open that." ordered Todd as he pointed toward the vase. The Master of the Armory looked at the General for consent before he opened the cabinet. Todd pushed the man aside as he reached for a strange black pistol with silver highlights around the edges. He also grabbed a rifle which looked slimier to a wraith stun rifle only it was thinner, lacked the long needle on the back and the blue glowing energy center was covered. "Do you know what you have here, Sheppard?"

"No, what do we have?" asked Shepard as Todd also pulled out a heavily armored jacket which had been found along with the weapons. After that he began to pull out multiple other smaller weapons, most of it looked similar to every other piece of Wraith weaponry John had ever seen, only there was enough differences to make him know they were different in some way.

"You have the equipment of a Night Feeder." explained Todd as Shepard raised an eyebrow which caused him to growl a bit in announce. "Maybe I should write that book after all, I heard someone from some book company of yours Random House heard about me and wants me to write a book about the history of the Wraith. It will save so much time if I didn't have to explain everything to everyone."

"Well if you want to do that, after this is done then go right ahead." stated Shepard "Now what is a Night Feeder?"

"Right after the Ancients left this galaxy the Wraiths didn't have an enemy to fight and they turned on each other," explained Todd "In time Queens began to try to assassinate each other and enforce order among their followers. The Night feeders did both, there were stories of Wraiths disappearing after they were taken by the Night Feeders never to be seen again."

"Sound like the Wraith version of Gestapo or maybe the SS." noted the German Master of the Armory.

"I do not know what these Gestapo or this SS are but the Night Feeders where the best equipped, trained. They had weapons which could kill not just stun and their armor was able to stop stunned blasts," explained Todd as he looked at the weapons. "The orders where disbanded once the Queens decided not to kill each other and instead split the galaxy up among themselves."

"Which answers why we have never came across them in the past." noted Shepard "They are your version of the special forces, the best of the best."

"Correct, but someone must have brought them back. These weapons are new not ancient." explained Todd as he looked at the weapons. "I'll take them with me to these Colonies."

"I still don't like this." admitted Shepard "Have you picked where you are going?"

"Yes, there is a large military training area on a world called Sagittarion. The training center covers hundreds of square miles of thick woods and boarders a world nature park." explained Todd as he checked his weapons. "Since it is a military training center, it should be full of targets and not many of them will be the civilians your leaders are always worried about."

"Well I guess that makes it less bad." admitted Sheppard. "At least your target will be soldiers not civilians."

"If you want the truth Sheppard the main reason I picked that location is because of a local legend of a white haired monster which lives in the forest and comes out at night to eat those who sinned against the local Gods. Fear is so much easier to build if you have a strong base to work from." explained Todd as Sheppard shook his head. "When do I leave?"

"The Enterprise and the first part of the fleet should arrive in about two hours and once you and the colonials are onboard your head to Colonial space." explained Shepard "It is a long journey to the Colonies, you did feed before you left your home."

"Yes, I will be ready." stated Todd as Sheppard nodded his head before leaving the Wraith to get everything ready for a mission which Sheppard didn't approve of.

It was just before five thirdly in the morning on Valhalla when Colonel Jack O'Neill walked into the largest meeting room in the Military Command Center. He had expected to see whole teams of Special Forces ready to hear about what their mission would be. Instead of teams, he saw that the room was full with not teams but only team leaders like himself. He saw Special Forces from almost every nation in the Tau'ri and from different branches. He saw American Delta Force along with Russian Spetsnazs, Chinese Commando's and Gurkhas from India. There were South Korean recon team members and British SAS snipers; there was even the cyber warfare group from Japan. Overall, there was over a hundred people all of them leaders of teams from some of the most elite military forces on Earth.

"I almost feel sorry for the Colonials." said Jack outload to himself, for he knew that for each person in this room had at least a platoon of between 15 and 30 of some the most highly trained professional soldiers behind them.

"If you feel bad for them now, you should know that some of the commanders have a sort of bet going." said a United States Ranger Lieutenant who was standing by the door.

"The bet is who will make the colonials fear them more. Losers have to buy the winners beers or whatever other type of drink they want." added a US Navy Seal as his French counterpart nodded her head.

"Now I really feel sorry for them," confirmed Jack, there was few things to get a special forces member rivaled up. One of the biggest if not the biggest was national pride and pride in one's unit, each of the squads in the bet would do almost anything to show up the other squads. A blood bath was coming to the Twelve Colonies of Kobol and they did not know it.

Moments after he found his seat a woman dressed in a standard Tau'ri field camouflage walked into the room and moved toward the podium at the front of the room. At first, Jack was confused, he had expected to see General Raj-Sing then he saw the patch on the woman's arm. There right below the blue and white Star of David flag of Israel was the seal of the Israeli Covert Operation group of Mossad.

"Good morning Gentlemen and ladies. I am Specialist Cohan of Mossad and I am have been assigned this operation by the governments of the Tau'ri." said the woman as she looked around the room with eyes, which seamed to take in everything at once. "Now I am sure I don't have to explain to you that we are at war and our target is the 12 colonies of Kobol. Now once this meeting is over I or others under my direct command will give you your team's areas of operation. This is basically an overview of our general plan."

She paused for a moment as she took a deep breath.

"I am going to be honest with you, at the moment we could lose this world within days." stated Specialist Cohan "I know some of you may ask how is that possible, we hold the edge on the colonials when it comes to technology. We hold such an edge that it is almost laughable but they hold the edge over us when it comes to numbers of ships that it is laughable. Yes one on one our ships win with ease, but we don't match them one on one. Our best estimate is that have around 4,500 warships to our 67 ships, that is about 67 ships for every one of ours. That is counting our entire fleet if you take out the Hadrian class transports and the Archimedes class science ships our total warship count drops to 55 and of that 35 of them are currently on the Pegasus front so we have 20 ships to protect both Earth and Valhalla. Valhalla has 12 of those 20 ships. That means if the colonials charged us with their ships we would be outnumbered 375 to 1. That is the math people and we are on the short end."

"Damn." cursed Jack under his breath.

"Now a lot of those ships are older and some of them are not even capable of Faster than Light travel but enough are to give us worry. Distance is also a factor it would take them days to reach us while we can hit them in hours." explained Cohan. "Our goals at the moment is to make the Colonials focus on everything beside a direct attack on Valhalla. To help with this the Cylons will be deploying their fleets near the border they share with the colonials. This should give them something to think about and keep part of their fleets focus on the Cylons. Your mission is to give them something to feel. Your missions will be to make the colonials spread out their resources, make them guard everything in fear that you will strike there. Every man they have on guard duty is one less they have getting their ships ready for an attack on Valhalla. You are to spread chaos and fear in the sectors of the planet your assigned."

"Now the plan is for the first wave to begin insurrections within 18 hours with attacks to start as soon as the colonials refuse our demands, so we have to get moving," explained Cohan. "Now we should have recon images of targets and base camps coming in within the hour so until then I have the files on the areas you will operating in which I will be handing out shortly. In there you will find a general outline of the missions we want you to carry out, once we get more data we will have more detailed target lists for you all."

"Other than the first strike which will take place across all the worlds at once you will have free reign to carry out operations as you please within the rules of engagement." explained Cohan "You will find times for personal mission briefing already in your inboxes. Dismissed."

General Samantha Carter was dressed in a full combat space suit, even though the air outside was breathable and sunlight danced off the black metal frame of the power suit. She looked down at the computer pad attached to the inside of her right left arm. She did a couple quick taps and pulled up the radiation reading, it was high but still within the safety limits for the suit.

"What happened here?" asked a marine behind her as his flashlight pierced the darkness of what looked to be the remains of an massive industrial building. While they had delayed, the mission to return the Cylons to their planet to carry out this mission in daylight the building was still shrouded in darkness. Only a few rays of sunlight pierced through the darkness from holes in the roof.

"Don't know but this is the strongest source of radiation on the planet and if the people who lived here where messing with an ancient technology we will find information here." explained General Carter as she pulled up the map of the planet. From a higher level, it appeared as if the planet was covered in mostly even amount of faded rotation however a more detailed scanned showed the truth. There where bands of much stronger radiation which ran in straight lines across the planet like a spider web and it all led back to this single point.

"General, I have found something." yelled a marine up head of the general as the General and the other marines moved forward. What they found was two marines standing by the remains of a giant poster, which was hanging on the wall. General Carter looked up at the poster, it was faded but it clearly a political poster of some kind, it showed the world with multiple beams of light coming out from a single point. Above the world it said "New Clean Power for the Future", that was when General Carter noticed that an object which looked like an artiest version of a ZPM was at the heart of the glowing center.

"My God, it wasn't a weapon or even a war which destroyed this world." noted Carter "It was a damn accident."

"Ma'am?" asked the marine

"The fools must have tried to generate the power for an entire world from a single ZPM and the strain was too much and it exploded." said Carter as she ran through what likely happened in her head. "The strands of radiation which run around the planet that was the path of the power cables."

"Wouldn't that have destroyed the planet if not the solar system?" inquired a marine

"Depends on how much power was left in the ZPM, also it likely helped that the explosive force was spread out across the entire planet." explained Carter to the young marine. "All the power lines exploded with a force possibly the equal of one of the Mark IX. It would have the same effect as a nuclear war which could explain why the first humanoid Cylons believed that had happened."

"Well that explains the source of the ancient radiation but where did they get the ZPM?" asked the marine "They aren't that common."

"Likely the same place where the Colonials got theirs. If only the Asgard records explained where this Zues got them from." countered Carter as she looked down at the computer pad, the radiation was begin to spike which likely meant they were nearing where the ZPM had gone off. It was still in the safe zone but just within the limits. "Let's pull back and send a science ship here to study what they did here. So we don't make the same mistakes."

A science ship would not be much useful on a war front and getting one of them to study this world would be easy to pull off. Within moments the team was beamed off the planet and ten minutes after that the Daedalus class warship was heading back toward the Cylon home system to drop off the humanoid Cylons before joining the fight against the colonials.

The news of the attack on their capital world had reached the Medusa class cruiser Ceto as it followed a standard patrol near the Cylon boarder. The crew was rotating at condition 2 meaning that while they where not in combat they could be ready for a fight within moments. The small group of 24 Vipers where on standby for combat launch and the guns where in a ready state. Their commander had ordered this even as they all knew that they were on the far side of colonial space from where the border with the Tau'ri was. While they where not worried about an actual attack they had to be ready.

"Any word from command about the battlestars which was destroyed?" asked the young colonel to the Commander as she stood across from him in the CIC.

"Not yet, don't worry you will be one of the first to know." confirmed the Commander "What ship was your wife on again?"

"She was on the…" started the Female colonel only to have alarms fill the air.

"Dradus Contacts!" yelled an officer "We have three contacts."

"Tau'ri?" asked the commander

"No, the computer matches two of the three ships." said the officer before shaking a bit. "Cylon Basestars."

"Cylons." Said the commander not wanting to believe they were now going to have to deal with a war with the Cylons.

"Where are they?" asked the Colonel

"They are on their side of the red line, about the same distance we are from the red line," explained the officer

"Sir, I am getting a message from the Cylons," explained the wireless operator.

"A message from the Cylons," said the Colonel not wanting to believe it.

"Put it on." ordered the Commander, they waited a moment then a robotic voice came over the speakers.

"Attention Colonial Vessel due to your war with the people of the Tau'ri we will be moving our fleet to the border to protect our space from any aggressive actions." Said the robot voice as the dradus screen showed that the three cylon vessels had been joined by two more.

"By the Lords of Kobol, Cylons are amassing at the red line." Exclaimed the Colonel

"Sir, one of our patrol vipers has a visual." Said the wireless "Of the five ships, three of them appear to be the old Cylon war style but two of them are a kind he has never seen before."

"Send a message to command, we need reinforcements out here." Said the Commander of a lone cruiser as the Dradus screen showed that the Cylons where now launching raiders. All the Cylon ships were still on their side of the red line but instead of going on patrol the Raiders moved to a single point and waited, their weapons aimed at Colonial space.

Far away from the Cylon fleet Major Jaeger and his armored unit moved down the road toward a small lakeside town. Luckily for the road it had been reinforced so the weight of the armored vehicles didn't break the road down.

"Well this has got to be one of the most stupid jobs to give an armored unit." reported the gunner over the Leopard's personal network. "They are going to use heavy armor to pull logs of roads? That has got to be among the most stupid jobs they could give us."

"I wouldn't call whole trees falling down logs," said Jaeger as he stood out of the top of his tank so that he could see the whole area around him. To his right across a small grassy field he could see a patch of trees, judging from what he could see the trunks of the trees where wide enough so that a fully-grown man could not wrap his hands around it. "Also the heavy equipment is spread thin, besides it is either this or deal with refugees."

"I wouldn't want to deal with that," admitted the gunner as suddenly the command line light up. "Sir, we have something coming over the radio."

"Alright," said Jaeger as he dropped down toward where the small computer was located.

Lying on his stomach in the same field that Jager had just been looking at rested five Colonial Marines, they had been on the hiding since their Raptor had crashed in the woods behind them. The crew of the Raptor was trying their best to repair the bird but the had no food or water.

Normally that would not be an issue they had a source of water only a few hundred yards away. They had crossed the highways avoiding Tau'ri vehicles multiple times to get water but before they had only to deal with what looked to be police vehicles, the heavy monsters moving down the road now were not police.

"As long as we stay low they will pass us by." Said the head of the squad as the tanks and armored vehicles which had been moving down the road came to a stop. "Frak, why are they stopping?"

His answer came when the tanks moved off the road and began to move toward them.

"Alright everyone Drones have spotted a colonial Raptor in that woods and we have 10 colonials likely armed, so weapons are free but try to take them alive," said Jager over the command line to all his tanks, behind him infantry got out of their Cougar APC and moved up behind the Tanks.

"Frak." cursed one of the Colonial Marines as he looked at his rifle, they had abounded their battlestar with only their normal guard duty weapons, rifles and pistols only. They had nothing that could go up against a single tank yet alone seven of them plus an additional tanks and APCs still on the highway.

"Sir, what do we do?" asked another marine to the most senior ranking man in their squad.

"Well boys let's take as many of them with us." Said the head marine as he prepared to pull the pin of the only grenade they had. He was about to pull the pin and dive under the tank when the tank turret turned toward him and the barking sound of the machine gun filled the air. The bullets kicked up the dirt right in front of the group of Colonials.

"How the frak did they see us!" yelled a marine as he jumped up from the tall grass and fired from the hip only to get torn to pieces by the built in machine gun of a second tank.

"That was a warning shot, we know where the four of you are." said a voice from a speaker from the first tank. "So do you want to die today?"

The marines shared a look as they decided what to do without saying a word, as one they dropped their rifles and stood up with their hands in the air.

Unaware that another group of Colonial forces had been captured on Valhalla, General O'Neill and other top generals from other nations looked over the outline of the first phase of the war against the Colonials. They had just finished the final selection for targets for the Special Forces to hit and moved on to the next phase of their planning.

"Now we need to get our Eagles into the fight," said Jack as he looked at the map of Colonial Space. "Our best option is to take over this minor colonial base at Nysa."

"Would setting up a radar station there close the gap in our sensor net?" inquired another General

"Not totally but it would help greatly and even more importantly it would allow us to see into five of the major shipping lanes." explained General O'Neill "We would free up Owls for other missions."

"Right now General we have a few options for taking this base, however we need to due more recon and the forces I would recommend to take the base would be better off if they had some more space combat training," admitted another General as O'Neill nodded his head.

"Alright but keep a close eye on that base, it could be used as a forward operation base by the Colonials just as easily as we can use it." Ordered General O'Neill "If we have to we will have to take it before we are totally ready, easier to do that then to try to take it after they have dug in."

"True." Confirmed another General

The day had been full of activity on Valhalla and it was about to get even more interesting, standing on the far edge of the largest military bases on the planet where large groups of special forces from every member nation of the Tau'ri. They had separated themselves into groups based on what colonial planet they were going to and then separated the large groups into the units. Sitting on the runway was almost every recon Owls, called Snow Owls. It was their job to transport these men and women to their basecamps using their cloaking technology to get pass the Colonial defenses. Once there it would be up to the Special Forces to carry out their mission.

"Alright lets load up!" yelled a voice as they all moved toward their owls; it did not take long before the Owls engines begin to fire up.

Standing on the opposite side of the runway was Colonel O'Neill he watched as the Owls began to lift off the ground. His squad was in the second wave and would be leaving in about seven hours after these Owls returned. Like everyone else, he waved and cheered as the Owls and the men and women in them left to bring the war to the Colonials.

"For Valhalla!" yell came from many and Jack looked around at the faces, from the outside he did not stand out. However of everyone here he had the most experience, he knew how bloody this was going to be. He wondered if the Colonials knew what sort of hell was coming their way, if they did not they would learn fast.

Well I now have a lot of special forces heading into Colonial Space, try to imagine all the trouble they can unleash upon the Colonies of Kobol. At the same time, the Colonials are considering launching more attacks on Valhalla. Now until next time please keep reading. Thanks Wilkins75.