Chapter 3: Ambush
O'Neill and Pierce looked over the temple carefully with their binoculars, seeing few guards, but many signs of a fight. Small chunks of masonry had been blown off the temple, sunlight glittered off discarded shell cases, and several Unas bodies were piled, unmoving in a corner.
"All right, Pierce wait for our signal then hit the front door, distract them, we'll go in the back way and find SG-11, copy?"
"Copy"
O'Neill gestured at the other members of SG-1 who faded off into the underbrush, circling around the temple. Pierce nodded approvingly at the level of skill shown by the team, even, he had to admit; Daniel Jackson had gotten quite skilled at moving stealthily in the jungle.
A snap of a breaking twig behind him made Tobias snap around her P90 at the ready, she looked directly at where the twig had snapped nothing, slowly carefully she looked all around the area, but still saw nothing. Yet she still felt like she was being watched, and as an SAS veteran, she knew to trust that.
"Guys, ever we've got someone who very good at keeping hidden, or we need TER's out here, PDQ!" She whispered quietly to her team-mates.
Colonel Pierce cursed inwardly, TER's, that's all they needed, a cloaked hostile in the area. He was reaching for his radio to warn SG-1 when something cold and metallic pressed into his neck, and a guttural voice spoke;
"I wouldn't do that if I were you, Slave!"
"What the?" RSG-1 turned around quickly, trying to see who had spoken to their boss, they saw nothing, except the lightning glow of ZAT fire racing towards their bodies.
O'Neill slowly led SG-1 through the numerous corridors of the temple, searching for the missing SG team, hiding quickly in side rooms and alcoves as sentries passed, occasionally having to use a knife on any Unas who saw them, before they could shout the alarm. It took them half an hour of searching, but they eventually stumbled across the cells where SG-11 were held, only to find 3 Unas guarding the area, one with a personal forcefield. O'Neill swiftly silently reached down the webbing of his fatigues, and removed a pair of knives; he gestured at his team-mates to take the unshielded Unas, then aimed and threw the first knife. It flew straight and true, the shielded Unas dropped, clutching at the knife buried in its throat as Daniel, Carter and Teal'c fired at the surprised Unas, killing them before they got a shot off in return.
"Pierce, this is O'Neill, we have the package, raise hell out there!"
Colonel O'Neill paused in his handing out of SG-11's liberated weaponry, worried;
"Colonel Pierce?"
"RSG-1, come in!"
"No response from RSG-1 on the radio, we need to leave now!" he snapped, hurrying SG-11 on.
They moved swiftly through the corridors to the main entrance, checking the rooms as they passed for RSG-1, not worrying about being quiet, firing at the cell guards should have warned everyone in the temple.
'Should have' O'Neill noted, 'being the appropriate word' as they passed through another eerily silent corridor, without seeing or hearing a single Unas, or anyone else for that matter. Suddenly their radios came to life with a burst of static, O'Neill hoped it was RSG-1, but had the distinct feeling it wouldn't be.
"Sierra-Golf Units, this is Sierra-Golf-Charlie, respond."
"This is Sierra-Golf-One, Be advised, Romeo-Sierra-Golf-One is not responding."
"Roger that, be advised the Tok'ra did not, I repeat did not inform us of the location of SG-11, they didn't even know SG-11 had been captured."
Hammond voice crackling over the radios sent a sliver of fear through O'Neill, he ignored it, they had more important things to do.
"Okay people, we appear to be on the wrong side of someone's ambush, lets double time it."
