1: Dawn Of Thunder
Third Edition
Author: chaoseternus

When Earth is threatened, the USA and the UK join forces to protect our world…with help from an old friend.

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Chapter 2
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Southern Wales, United Kingdom

Lieutenant Peters strode quickly into Admiral Thompson's office, her voice calm and confident as she voiced her report; having lost the shyness she had shown when she first met the admiral three years ago.

"Sir, Airhead's 9, 8 & 7 are now on route to Mars with the Hull segments, 6 & 5 have lifted the tugs to orbit and are re-entering now, 3 is boosting with another hull section, 1 is delayed and 4 has been declared an engineering causality."

"Damn!" Thompson cursed, shoving his chair backwards from the desk, the sun from the window behind him glinting off his 4 stars "that's 2 down already! And we can't afford to replace any"

"Admiral, I have started a new schedule to compensate, but it will cause delays, they are breaking up number 4 for spare parts now, but it's doubtful anything will be salvageable from 2 sir, the fire caused too much damage"

"Okay" he signed, running his right hand through his hair in an unconscious gesture of frustration "get the updated schedule to me by 2100 hours please"

Nodding, the Lieutenant turned and briskly left the room, leaving the admiral to his thoughts. He turned to the window, looking out over the hanger where about 20 of the best brains in the Queens Armed Forces had were being shown the new craft, by the children who had developed them.

A 5 billion budget in the hands of some kids, he turned from the window, amused, and grinning.

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SGC

Hammond entered the briefing room, and almost stopped in sheer shock. All of SG-1 was there, on time. He hid a small smile as his mind began to play "that's great it starts with an earthquake…."

He moved to his chair quickly and sat down.

"So…" O'Neill asked

"NORAD says at least 7 of these unidentified craft have left RAF St Athan so far, 2 of which are now re-entering our atmosphere having left a pair of what appear to be tugs behind, the CIA are not happy, they had an agent on the base, but they turned up unconscious at the US embassy in London, with 'better luck next time' tattooed on their forehead."

SG-1 looked away, trying hard to hide their smirks.

"The President got in contact with the British Prime Minister, who claimed ownership of the craft, and then told the President that they would share as much technology with us as we have with them, nothing, or Damn near it."

Hammond looked around the briefing room table, making eye contact with each member of SG-1, StarGate command's premier team, before continuing.

"SG-1, you are going to Wales , recon RAF St Athan but don't do anything that might cause an incident, understood?"

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RAF St Athan

The lieutenant knocked and entered "Sir, SG-1 just boarded a plane to Cardiff-Wales."

He looked up from the paperwork and raised a sardonic eyebrow "Cutting it fine aren't they? I would have landed a bit farther away."

The lieutenant grinned as she looked out of the corner window, at a 747 descending to Cardiff-Wales "Like outside of visual range, sir?" her voice and expression would have fooled a Angel into thinking she was an innocent, the admiral smiled, he wasn't fooled, he knew she occasionally displayed a mischievous streak a mile wide. " London perhaps?"

The admiral just shook his head, "This will have to be handled very carefully. Right now the Yanks could shut us down without too much trouble."

Peters nodded, "Just park a ship in orbit, shoot anything we try to launch into orbit, and laugh at us because we can't complain due to the secrecy of this project."

"And Thundersdawn will never get built." Thompson said, agreeing.

"What do you plan on doing sir?"

"Simple, I plan on overwhelming them, dominating the situation and stopping them thinking too much."