"So, what exactly are we doing on P3R 673?" Charlie asked, securing his gear in the Gate Room.
"Introducing ourselves as peaceful travelers from Earth...hope they're not loyal to or enslaved by the goa'uld...or some other alien race that would mean trouble...stuff like that." Daniel replied, watching the Gate spin.
"You mean like the Aschen?" Charlie asked.
"Exactly like the Aschen." He admitted.
"Chevron seven locked." Walter announced.
"SG-1, you have a go." Jack said, proudly.
Colonel Reynolds acknowledged his command with a slight wave of his hand. "All right folks...let's go."
The four men walked through the Stargate, disappearing from the view of the base crew.