Disclosure
by Chaoseternus
The Truth Is Out At Last, Are You Ready For It?
Chapter 19Martial law remains in force today in several areas as army units forcibly disperse protestors calling for the withdrawal of American troops from Africa and what appears to be an undeclared war on several nations in the region. The reason for this invasion has not yet been revealed, but the addition of British troops has raised eyebrows. Both nations are the primary force behind the space fleet
A complete news black-out is in force around London today as reports begin to seep out of massive fighting between army units and suspected Goa'uld ground forces which may include several traitor French regiments. At this point in time, an area 60 miles across has been sealed off at the northern edge of the city and in the surrounding countryside, and artillery fire and large explosions can clearly be heard within the sealed region, never less there has been no official confirmation that a battle is even taking place, let alone the identity of the opposing force.
Military analysts are reported to be worried' about the number of regiments currently deployed to the region, stating that if the hostiles staged a breakout, there would be nothing left to find and destroy them. This comes as increased fighting around the French capital has forced the withdrawal of at least one British regiment with what is described as crippling casualties'.
The Royal Army is currently committed to maintaining law and order in several cities, the retaking of Paris, the fight around London and at least two regiments have deployed to Africa, there are no regiments currently available for deployment or reinforcement.
No response has yet been received to demands that the Prime Minister recall the army from Africa and France to assist with home defence
A government spokesperson has today confirmed that the Royal Family and the senior cabinet members had been evacuated from London to an undisclosed location, questions on the reason for this evacuation were not answered, yet we can safely surmise that the rumoured' fighting around the city has forced this evacuation
Massive fighting has erupted around the headquarters of Stargate Command at Cheyenne Mountain today as an as yet unidentified force has attempted to seize control of the complex. Fighting is ongoing at this time, but casualties are said to be very high, a source within the Pentagon has stated that the attacking force managed to take the defenders by surprise, killing several squads before they even realised an attack was underway.
We have also received reports that there had been an attack on the nearby Colorado Springs Air Force Academy where the bulk of the air units assigned to the mountain were stationed. No details as yet, but we have received sketchy reports that several fighters and helicopters can clearly be seen burning from the base perimeter
Breaking news at this time, its now confirmed that the Air Force Academy at Colorado springs has come under heavy attack, a news van from CNN recorded these images of the base being strafed by an old Starfighter before the van was destroyed. We warn you that some viewers will find the following scenes disturbing
To: POTUS, Hammond HWS, Thompson RSS
From: automatedSGC
Priority: CRITIQUE FLASH
Re: BRIGHT BOY ALERT
Base Self-Destruct Activated 14:13 on 12/12/2012 by General Carter SGC CO, Colonel Henderson CO SG-14, Master-Sergeant Siler Base Support
Estimated Detonation Time: 14:23 12/12/2012
Alerts running at time of Self-Destruct Activation: Intruder Alert, Foothold Alert, HST on base,
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Colorado Exclusion Zone; Centred Around Cheyenne Mountain."Roger that control"
Iceman flicked the radio off, thought about it calmly and coolly for a second, then... "Shit!"
He flicked the radio back on, "Okay, for the benefit of anyone who wasn't paying attention, Stargate Command is under heavy attack and whoever is behind it, was smart enough to take out the local Air Support first. There are twelve, one-two hostile fighters over the base, a mix of Starfighters, Crusaders and at least two Tom-cats. We have been ordered to take these arseholes down, and then provide ground support if possible. Any questions?2
"Any news on casualties? Or for that matter, fuel, my tanks looking a little low for ACM"
Iceman grimaced, "no news, but it safe to guess the base is out. Sundown, get on the horn and call up a tanker, we will need fuel as soon as we've finished these guys off. Our little ferry flight just became real"
"Right Iceman"
He flicked his eyes over the consoles and screens, his practised if aged for a fighter pilot eyes quickly taking every detail in. Nodding, he moved his hand, the movement translating down the stick into the aircraft, diverting its course swiftly towards the embattled base. His other hand moved, just as much as it needed to, a perfect economy of effort that made the fighter speed up, more fuel being pumped into its turbofans.
"Phoenix range in two minutes"
"Copy," Iceman gave a deep shuddering breathe, Christ but it had been quite a few years since he last saw actual for real combat operations, he hoped, he truly hoped he still had it, "eyes to the cameras people, we've got just one phoenix each so lets make damn sure it counts"
"We got word on any friendlys in the air?"
Iceman shook his head, "Negative, so check your IDs by camera, don't rely on the radar"
"Ice, I have a lock, Crusader up high, looks like a cap"
Iceman smiled, "good, hold the lock till we have confirmation from the rest of our half-squadron, then we will fire en-masse, copy?"
"You're the pilot"
Iceman smiled, hearing the shrug in his Rear Intercept Officers (RIO) voice, "that I am"
"This is Dancecard, I Have lock2
"Wraith, I have lock"
"Tiger has lock"
"Shard, he's targeted"
"Javelin... no lock, cameras not responding"
Iceman grimaced, one missile down and they only had six to begin with. They didn't need to be outnumbered going into this fight, they didn't after all know how good their opponent was, the quality of the aircraft was secondary to the man in the machine. He had figured that out a long time ago, hell, Maverick had shown him tht, as had Iron Eagle. Lucky gits... both were flying Lancers nowadays, even if Maverick was an instructor, not a combat pilot. Then again, they were both getting to old for this shit.
"Javelin, double up on my target, Sundance, transfer the targeting data"
Iceman waited, anxiously. They were getting close, if the hostiles were any good they would spot them soon, his guys should have fired already, if they were frontline pilots, they would have already. But they weren't, and neither was he anymore.
Then, he had his confirmation and Iceman let out a breath he didn't even realise he was holding, "fire on my mark... 3, 2, 1, mark!"
He closed his eyes, as always, not wanting spots on his vision from the light of the missile launch, but flicked them open swiftly after. Closed eyes in combat weren't a good thing.
He slammed the throttle forward, the massive engines making the airframe rumble around him as his fighter hopelessly chased after the phoenix missiles as they raced towards their targets, to deliver their payload of death.
He didn't know who spotted the missile first, and didn't really care, they noticed too late and he knew for definite that despite their wild manoeuvring, somebody was about to die.
Iceman noted with disgust that the lone Crusader on its Cap despite having two missiles flashing towards it had managed to survive, somehow, both missiles prematurely detonating. Three other blips vanished from his display, making two missiles per kill, not good for a long range phoenix strike which had the element of surprise, and the enemy knew they were there now.
Still didn't know where they were, but they knew there were hostile aircraft in the area. Iceman frowned a moment at his radar display, then grinned, maliciously. Correction, if he was to judge by the four aircraft that appeared to be doing a low level search, he would guess they thought they had been hit by SAMs.
Confusion, the greatest ally and greatest enemy in warfare, this time at least it seemed to be working for him instead of against.
Then, they hit sparrow range.
With Radar lock alarms no doubt blaring in their ears, the hostile fighters scattered, most not maintaining any kind of unit cohesion, a fact which Iceman was more delighted to capitalise upon.
Two hostile fighters, both Starfighters fell to the Sparrows before the F-14s hit ACM range and the sidewinders came into play, unfortunately the surviving pilots by normal Darwinist selection were the dangerous ones, and Iceman was chilled to recognise the training and moves displayed by the pilots, several of which were straight out of the Top Gun manual.
That meant his six ferry pilots and their F-14s were facing off against two F-14s, two Starfighters and the sole surviving Crusader.
Swiftly, he gave his orders and Javelin and Shard sped off to deal with the Crusader, Tiger and Wraith the two Starfighters, the F-14s he reserved for himself and Dancecard.
He danced with the F-14s for a full minute before he finally managed to place a sidewinder up the tail of one of the two, creating the fifth flamer of his career, the second hostile F-14 managed to get on Dancecards tail however, splashing his wingmate just seconds before Icemans guns tore through the cockpit, killing the enemy pilot instantly.
With both his targets and his wingman dead, Iceman did a quick situation check, and found Tiger and Wraith just polishing off the last Starfighter, but Javelin and Shard were both non-responsive and Iceman was quick to spot the Crusader slipping into position behind Tiger.
Shouting a warning over the radio, which sent Tiger evasive just in time; he slammed the throttles forward, pointing the nose of his fighter, his last missile spinning off the rails at the Crusader. The Crusader dived, a single flare appearing from a pod on its port wing as the aircraft went evasive, Iceman attempted to dive onto its tail, but was annoyed to find himself on his own, Tiger and Wraith both bugging out claiming they were running on reserve fuel.
Unfortunately, a quick check of his own fuel state proved to Iceman that fuel was becoming an issue for him too and more then a little annoyed, he too broke off the fight. The Crusader, no doubt low on fuel itself, bugged out.
