The group of four selected people sat in the briefing room uncertain of
what was going on. Teal'c had already been briefed as to what was going on,
so he arrived with Jack and Sam. Everyone rose.
"Stay where you are." Jack said. "I'm just here to observe."
"Thank you all for coming." Sam said standing at one end of the table. "I'm sure you're all wondering why you're here. You've all been handpicked for a mission I'll be commanding, so as of now you're out of the normal rotation."
"Do our CO's know about that ma'am?" Captain Dale Tiner asked.
"Yes they know. They all gave you glowing recommendations you'll be happy to know."
"What kind of mission is it Major?" Captain James Cracknell asked.
"Let's just say that our enemy is more sneaky than the Goa'uld. They are said to be the best at what they do."
"Who exactly are they?" Lieutenant Howard Salter asked.
"I'm glad you asked that Lieutenant." Sam brought down the video screen and moved in front of it. Then clicked the display bringing up the badges for all their opponents.
"They're all special ops teams." Lieutenant Hannah Jenkins said.
"Very good. We have been asked to participate in the war games event pitting the best special ops teams in the country against each other."
"They think we're as good as the Delta Force?" Cracknell questioned.
"You all are just as good." Jack responded. "But unfortunately you've been deemed the bait."
"Bait?" Hannah questioned.
"Yes." Sam replied. "They are all going to be hunting us."
"We're going to get slaughter." Salter muttered.
"One they're only going to be shooting blanks, two we have a plan which should give us an advantage and three we are very good at what we do, so we're going to turn that too our advantage."
"What kind of a plan?" Cracknell asked.
"One we get Intars, so we can stun them, then we're gong to paint red crosses on their foreheads as kill shots."
"We're going to stun them. With all due respect ma'am that doesn't seem to be that good of a plan." Salter said.
"Lieutenant Salter if you continue to listen I believe Major Carter was indeed not finished." Teal'c responded.
"Thank you Teal'c." Sam replied. "We also have several other pieces of information that the Special Forces teams don't have now and some that they won't ever have."
"What kind of information?" Cracknell asked.
"Intelligence. Firstly we have a map of the area which the teams won't get until the morning of the exercise. My able assistant is handing those out now." Jack passed around copies of a map of the island. "I have a 3-D interactive topographical map of the area too."
"Where did you get that from ma'am?" Tiner asked.
"We have friends in high places." Jack replied. "And at the Pentagon."
"Another thing we have is a data sheet on every member of every team we're up against. We've got some research to do on them, we're going to find their weaknesses and exploit them." Sam continued.
"You are going to turn the hunted into the hunters. Survival of the fittest."
"And we're going to do that by research?"
"No, not just research. You're going back to school."
"School?" Hannah questioned.
"You are all to report to the Air Force Academy at 0900 for the first day of Special Ops training with me." Jack expanded.
"No offence to Major Carter." Tiner said. "But why aren't you leading the team Colonel?"
"Because I've been asked to observe the exercise. Major Carter is more than qualified for this mission. You all have different skills; we're going to teach you how to use them together even more efficiently than you do already to outwit the enemy."
"But for now it's research. Everyone gets a team we're up against and I'll give you a file. Find out what you can and you can brief us on what you find out at our next briefing on Thursday."
TBC
"Stay where you are." Jack said. "I'm just here to observe."
"Thank you all for coming." Sam said standing at one end of the table. "I'm sure you're all wondering why you're here. You've all been handpicked for a mission I'll be commanding, so as of now you're out of the normal rotation."
"Do our CO's know about that ma'am?" Captain Dale Tiner asked.
"Yes they know. They all gave you glowing recommendations you'll be happy to know."
"What kind of mission is it Major?" Captain James Cracknell asked.
"Let's just say that our enemy is more sneaky than the Goa'uld. They are said to be the best at what they do."
"Who exactly are they?" Lieutenant Howard Salter asked.
"I'm glad you asked that Lieutenant." Sam brought down the video screen and moved in front of it. Then clicked the display bringing up the badges for all their opponents.
"They're all special ops teams." Lieutenant Hannah Jenkins said.
"Very good. We have been asked to participate in the war games event pitting the best special ops teams in the country against each other."
"They think we're as good as the Delta Force?" Cracknell questioned.
"You all are just as good." Jack responded. "But unfortunately you've been deemed the bait."
"Bait?" Hannah questioned.
"Yes." Sam replied. "They are all going to be hunting us."
"We're going to get slaughter." Salter muttered.
"One they're only going to be shooting blanks, two we have a plan which should give us an advantage and three we are very good at what we do, so we're going to turn that too our advantage."
"What kind of a plan?" Cracknell asked.
"One we get Intars, so we can stun them, then we're gong to paint red crosses on their foreheads as kill shots."
"We're going to stun them. With all due respect ma'am that doesn't seem to be that good of a plan." Salter said.
"Lieutenant Salter if you continue to listen I believe Major Carter was indeed not finished." Teal'c responded.
"Thank you Teal'c." Sam replied. "We also have several other pieces of information that the Special Forces teams don't have now and some that they won't ever have."
"What kind of information?" Cracknell asked.
"Intelligence. Firstly we have a map of the area which the teams won't get until the morning of the exercise. My able assistant is handing those out now." Jack passed around copies of a map of the island. "I have a 3-D interactive topographical map of the area too."
"Where did you get that from ma'am?" Tiner asked.
"We have friends in high places." Jack replied. "And at the Pentagon."
"Another thing we have is a data sheet on every member of every team we're up against. We've got some research to do on them, we're going to find their weaknesses and exploit them." Sam continued.
"You are going to turn the hunted into the hunters. Survival of the fittest."
"And we're going to do that by research?"
"No, not just research. You're going back to school."
"School?" Hannah questioned.
"You are all to report to the Air Force Academy at 0900 for the first day of Special Ops training with me." Jack expanded.
"No offence to Major Carter." Tiner said. "But why aren't you leading the team Colonel?"
"Because I've been asked to observe the exercise. Major Carter is more than qualified for this mission. You all have different skills; we're going to teach you how to use them together even more efficiently than you do already to outwit the enemy."
"But for now it's research. Everyone gets a team we're up against and I'll give you a file. Find out what you can and you can brief us on what you find out at our next briefing on Thursday."
TBC