"What is the purpose of this exercise O'Neill?" Teal'c asked.
"It's call an obstacle course." Jack explained. "The purpose is for training, it builds strength and stamina."
"I see. Many methods of Jaffa training are dedicated to that purpose."
"I know. Perhaps you can drill them on some of that martial arts training." Jack suggested.
"Indeed."
"Hustle hustle people move it." Jack yelled, in a great drill instructor tone. "Move it."
"What are they doing?" One of the Academy cadets asked his friend. The SGC group had mats out on the lawn of the academy undergoing advanced Jaffa hand to hand combat training with Teal'c.
"That's no martial art I've seen."
"But the women don't look bad doing it."
"Uh huh."
"That's no way to talk about your superior officers." A voice behind them.
"General Kerrigan, sir." They jumped to attention. "We didn't mean to be disrespectful."
"Those are Colonel O'Neill, Major Carter, Captains Cracknell and Tiner, Lieutenants Salter and Jenkins and Mr Murray. They are to be respected, I hear any comment on them or why they are here you'll be straight to my office, do you understand?"
"Sir, yes sir."
"Move it then."
"Yes sir." They moved off. General Kerrigan stood watching them as they continued to practice their Jaffa moves and smiled.
"I think running from the Goa'uld is easier than this." Cracknell puffed out of breath. They had just completed all the basic training requirements for enlisted personnel in one day.
"There was one word in that sentence that shouldn't be mentioned here Captain." Hannah remarked. "It's classified."
"She's right sir." Salter agreed.
"Right sorry." He apologised. "Exhaustion will do that to you."
"Okay people next up..." Jack said.
"Sir, please we need a break." Tiner groaned up.
"I was going to say chows up... but if you'd rather stay here, I'm sure Teal'c won't mind eating it all."
"We could eat." Salter said.
"By the way where's Major Carter?" Jack asked.
"Doing another lap or two." Cracknell said raising his head off the ground.
"And you didn't volunteer to do it with her?" Jack questioned.
"We kept up with her for the required laps, and the first two extra laps then we had to drop out." Hannah explained.
"Right go eat, be back here in ninety minutes." They all groaned as they got up and headed for the commissary.
"T go with them."
"As you wish O'Neill." Teal'c walked off after them.
"You know you can stop now." Jack called to Sam. "Everyone else has gone to lunch."
"One more lap sir." Sam called back.
"Then I'll run it with you." Jack fell into pace next to her. "You know you don't have to prove you're tougher than they are Sam."
"I'm not trying to prove anything to anyone."
"So why the extra laps?"
"Burning off some extra energy."
"Truth?"
"Truth."
"Okay for now."
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"It's call an obstacle course." Jack explained. "The purpose is for training, it builds strength and stamina."
"I see. Many methods of Jaffa training are dedicated to that purpose."
"I know. Perhaps you can drill them on some of that martial arts training." Jack suggested.
"Indeed."
"Hustle hustle people move it." Jack yelled, in a great drill instructor tone. "Move it."
"What are they doing?" One of the Academy cadets asked his friend. The SGC group had mats out on the lawn of the academy undergoing advanced Jaffa hand to hand combat training with Teal'c.
"That's no martial art I've seen."
"But the women don't look bad doing it."
"Uh huh."
"That's no way to talk about your superior officers." A voice behind them.
"General Kerrigan, sir." They jumped to attention. "We didn't mean to be disrespectful."
"Those are Colonel O'Neill, Major Carter, Captains Cracknell and Tiner, Lieutenants Salter and Jenkins and Mr Murray. They are to be respected, I hear any comment on them or why they are here you'll be straight to my office, do you understand?"
"Sir, yes sir."
"Move it then."
"Yes sir." They moved off. General Kerrigan stood watching them as they continued to practice their Jaffa moves and smiled.
"I think running from the Goa'uld is easier than this." Cracknell puffed out of breath. They had just completed all the basic training requirements for enlisted personnel in one day.
"There was one word in that sentence that shouldn't be mentioned here Captain." Hannah remarked. "It's classified."
"She's right sir." Salter agreed.
"Right sorry." He apologised. "Exhaustion will do that to you."
"Okay people next up..." Jack said.
"Sir, please we need a break." Tiner groaned up.
"I was going to say chows up... but if you'd rather stay here, I'm sure Teal'c won't mind eating it all."
"We could eat." Salter said.
"By the way where's Major Carter?" Jack asked.
"Doing another lap or two." Cracknell said raising his head off the ground.
"And you didn't volunteer to do it with her?" Jack questioned.
"We kept up with her for the required laps, and the first two extra laps then we had to drop out." Hannah explained.
"Right go eat, be back here in ninety minutes." They all groaned as they got up and headed for the commissary.
"T go with them."
"As you wish O'Neill." Teal'c walked off after them.
"You know you can stop now." Jack called to Sam. "Everyone else has gone to lunch."
"One more lap sir." Sam called back.
"Then I'll run it with you." Jack fell into pace next to her. "You know you don't have to prove you're tougher than they are Sam."
"I'm not trying to prove anything to anyone."
"So why the extra laps?"
"Burning off some extra energy."
"Truth?"
"Truth."
"Okay for now."
TBC