A/N: Surprise!! You get two chapters today!


A minute later, Ding swore under his breath, "You boys at the Gate, you've got two Jaffa coming up on your position from behind you."

"Where?" the Captain frantically called as he looked behind him.

The Captain was about to key his mike again when he heard two distinctive thuds fifteen yards behind them. "What happened?"

"You're clear," Ding informed them. "What's your status Mr. C?"

"We're just about to take down our four in … twenty-five seconds… It's going to be loud," he warned his protégé.

"Copy… Captain?"

"Yeah?" the Captain guarding the gate replied.

"Our presence here is just about to become public… I'm going to take out the two guards furthest from you at the Gate's six and four o'clock. That leaves you to take care of the ones closest to you. Be ready to go in … ten seconds…" The seconds ticked off slowly and at nine seconds Ding fired off his first round. He was lining up his second shot when the sounds from the ambush below him started.

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"Teal'c, where are you?" Reynolds asked through his radio as he crouched down five yards off the main road.

Instead of hearing a reply through his radio he heard a low short whistle from the other side of the road. He looked up and saw the two men he was supposed to meet. He looked down the road towards the Stargate, when he deemed it was clear he got up and sprinted across the roadway.

"Teal'c, Mr. Clark," he calmly addressed the men as he looked back down the road awaiting the arrival of the Jaffa.

"Colonel… you got a plan?" John asked.

Reynolds looked at the veteran next to him, "Yeah… kill them before they kill us…" He then surveyed the area around them. "They should be here in about a minute…" He tapped John on the shoulder and motioned for him to go across the street, "Come on, let's go…"

Just as they reached the other side and settled into a spot, they looked back and saw the six Jaffa coming around the bend and into their sight. Clark quickly pulled out his own scope meter and determined their distance. "They're a hundred and fifty meters away… They'll be right in front of us in forty-five seconds."

Reynolds looked over at the man amazed at his abilities but accepted his call. He then keyed his own radio, "Teal'c, be ready to attack in 38 seconds," he told him as he checked his own watch.

"Understood."

"What's your status Mr. C?" came over their ear pieces.

"We're just about to take down our four in…" John looked down at his watch and rechecked the Jaffa's distance before giving his estimate, "twenty-five seconds… It's going to be loud."

He heard his partner confidently reply, "Copy…"

Reynolds quietly whispered, "Whatever you do, if you see a snake or a seriously wounded Jaffa, don't go anywhere near it!"

"Got it," he replied as he observed the approaching group. He noted that most of the soldiers seemed to be guarding another one who walked in the center of the group. Figuring that one to be the leader, he aimed his first shot at the man.

"Five. Four. Three. Two. One."

John Clark squeezed the trigger and waited for the man to fall before aiming for his next target. In the time it took for his bullet to hit its target he heard the familiar sound of a P-90 and the unfamiliar sound of a staff weapon. And, in the distance, he heard the gunfire from the battle at the Stargate and was reassured to know that they were securing their method of egress.

But his bullet never hit the Jaffa in the center. He watched as a force shield rippled away from the site of impact of his bullet.

"It's a Goa'uld!" he heard Reynolds yell next to him over the sound of his machine gun.

Rather than wasting his bullets on the force field, John Clark aimed at the other Jaffa who were crouching and heading for their attackers while the Goa'uld in the center stood defiantly.

They had taken out four of the Jaffa when they saw the Goa'uld in the center raise his arm in the direction of the two military men.

"Take cover!"

Years of training kicked in and Clark dove out of the way. As he rolled out of the way he saw the location he had just occupied be obliterated as the tree he was hiding behind was uprooted.

Teal'c managed to take out one of the other Jaffa with his staff weapon. He then spoke into his radio, "We must penetrate the force shield with a knife!"

Colonel Reynolds and John Clark shared a look with each other and silently came to an agreement that John would throw his knife while the SG team leader would draw his attention.

"Aim for the center of his hand!" he advised him.

The former Navy SEAL crawled through the underbrush to get a better angle on the Goa'uld. He was almost in position when he saw the Goa'uld raise his hand once more. The first blast he sent in Teal'c's direction, the second was aimed at Colonel Reynolds' position and allowed for him to have a better view of the Goa'uld's palm.

John raised his own hand and aimed at his target. He pulled back his hand and brought it forward quickly as he released the knife and watched the knife fly through the air and hit its target.

Unfortunately it didn't stop the Goa'uld before he was able to send another blast at Colonel Reynolds. He watched out of the corner of his eye as he saw the man go flying back in the air.

As the stunned Goa'uld stared at his impaled hand, John and Teal'c both took aim with their weapons and fired.

Neither watched the final death blow on the sole remaining enemy as they rushed to Colonel Reynolds' side. "Colonel Reynolds."

"Over here," they heard the man call out in frustration.

"Are you injured?" Teal'c asked as he stood over him and John checked the Colonel for injuries.

"Yeah… Twisted my ankle and I think one of my ribs is broken…AH! That hurts," he yelled as John ran his hands across the man's chest.

"You'll be fine," he concluded with a smile, "Besides, you're a Marine!"

"Yeah and I'll kick your ass if you don't help me up!"

Clark couldn't help but smile, he figured he knew more ways to kill a man than the marine he helped stand up. But all that was classified. "Yeah… yeah… Come on."

Noting the silence around him, John keyed his radio, "Ding, how's it looking at the Stargate?"

"We're all clear Mr. C."

"General, we need to get out of here!" Colonel Reynolds yelled into his mike as he headed to the Gate with John's assistance, while Teal'c went to escort their guests.

"We're on our way already Colonel!" Jack replied through his mike as they stepped out of the transporter rings the Tok'ra used to access their hidden base.

"O'Neill. I am on my way to provide protection," Teal'c informed his friend.

"Copy that Teal'c."

As Reynolds looked down into the meadow he keyed his mike once again, "Captain dial us out of here! Ding…"

"I've already got the other path covered, sir," Ding informed him.

Seven minutes later the President and his entourage reached the activated Stargate. As the first of them were stepping through, Ding saw the other group of six Jaffa round the corner from the other path. "We got six hostiles!" he called out into his mike as he started to pick them off one by one.

He took down two of them easily before the other four wised up and took cover. "Ding get your ass down here double time!" John called out when he noticed the four surviving Jaffa.

"Roge-o Mr. C!" Ding called out as he picked up his long-range rifle and took off down the hill at a sprint. As he ran down, his mentor, Teal'c and Reynolds laid down some cover fire for him as he approached the gate. Sixty seconds later he stopped and dropped to the ground to take a couple of shots. Ten seconds later it was all over.

"Let's bug out of here," John called out to his son-in-law.

"Roge'o!" Ding replied as he got up from the ground.

As they walked up the steps to the open wormhole, Reynolds stopped him, "That was some mighty fine shooting there… for a spook at least!" he told him with a grin as he limped through the wormhole assisted by Teal'c.

He then turned to his boss, "And I thought I was having an off day!"

"He's a jarhead, they don't know any better!" John teased him as they stepped through and began their near instantaneous journey across 3000 light-years of space.

TBC

A/N: Hope you liked the action... I don't think I'm that good at writing it because I can't give enough detail where you actually feel like you're in the midst of the battle as some others have the ability to. But since this isn't an action story, this'll have to do!