Thundersdawn PT5: Chocky's Thunder

by Chaos_eternus

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Chapter 1: Rebuilding

Thompson signed as he looked over the reports. Once again the RSS was having to use its limited and valuable resources to rebuild, instead of building up their strength. In some ways it was worse this time, the people who had been lost were proving exceedingly difficult to replace. Too many of Britain's finest minds, lost forever in the merciless vacuum of space but on the other hand, Thundersdawn had another two hulls underconstruction at the time of the Goa'ulds attack, so it wouldn't be to long before Dauntless was replaced and with Lancer production in full swing the squadrons would be fully equipped once more. No, it was personnel who were causing Admiral Thompson to worry.

He signed mournfully again. It had been a fortnight now, and Thundersdawn had only come fully back online yesterday. Luckily the two mining stations, RSS Coalmine and RSS Minehead had been unaffected by the Goa'uld attack, and so were still churning out the ores and materials needed by the RSS and SGC, albeit with reduced crews. A lot of personnel had been redirected from these stations back into Thundersdawn and the RSS fighter wings.

At least they should have some support soon, the Prime Minister was briefing the Canadian Prime Minister today under the cover of a whistle stop tour of the commonwealth, a tour which would take him to Australia, where he would repeat the briefing in 5 days time. At which point it was hoped that Australia and Canada would join the United Kingdom in supporting the RSS with personnel, money and supplies.

A knock at his door woke Thompson from his revere, and he called out "Come in!"

The two Lieutenant Williams's walked swiftly into the room, one carrying another large pile of paperwork that only he could deal with, and the other with a clipboard clearly marked 'InterFleet Messages'

"Anything interesting or just the usual collection of casualty reports?" Thompson asked, bitterly.

The twins exchanged worried glances, they were afraid of this.

"Nothing from the mining facilities, Thundersdawn reports that they have restarted construction on the two Dauntless hulls and that repairs have began on the Iwo Jima, the SGC has copied us a transmission from Persephone, the 'friendly' Goa'uld has arrived with the surviving SG team members."

"How were losses?"

"Light, Considering" she hesitated, she had not wanted to be the one to inform the Admiral of this but it appeared she would get the 'honour' anyway, "We have a problem, sir"

Thompson's head dropped with a weary sigh, "We just lost Dauntless, almost three full fighter squadrons and a hell of a lot of irreplaceable people and now you think we have a problem?"

He waited, but neither of the twins spoke up, his head rose from his arms and he turned to them with a glare, "Well, what is it? It can't be as bad as what we already have to deal with can it? I mean, it's not like one of ours got snaked after all!"

He looked at the twins response to his last comment and blanched, "It's not as if one of ours got snaked, right?"

"Colonel Pierce, Commanding Officer RSG-1 is now a host to a hostile, sir."

Thompson swore colourfully, pacing agitatedly round his desk.

"Do we know whom by?" he finally managed to spit out.

"Maktenos Sir, we have no file on this snake so he is new, but he is powerful enough to have several minor Goa'ulds working underneath him."

"Find out more, and Fast! Or we could be in a world of hurt."

Nodding quietly, the twins left the room.