Part 3 Of Visionary
by Chaoseternus
Chapter 9: Fleet Actions Part Three
"Well I for one have no intention of waiting for the Goa'uld to regroup" O'neill commented, making Enerina raise her eyebrows;
"We need to regroup and repair too you know"
O'Neill shot Xander a glare, as he continued "ever kill a Goa'uld ship with just one fighter? You just jump into their shield perimeter…"
"Bugger!" Giles commented, impressed, "can the F-302's do it?"
"They can," O'Neill snidely added, "but the cocky-gits piloting them have to be pretty good. It's been done though" he grudgingly finished.
Enerina/Buffy closed her eyes, "send the fighters… and wish them luck" she whispered.
"Ahh!" O'Neill held up a finger, "not all of them, Carter and I will just go pick those we think can actually manage it"
Buffy/Enerina just nodded wearily, "tell them the remaining motherships have priority"
Five minutes later, the two teams were watching and wincing as the fighters jumped and the Goa'uld fleet chose that exact moment to move.
The result was chaos.
Ten pilots had been selected as being capable of performing the desperate manoeuvre of jumping into within the Goa'uld shield perimeters and destroying the enemy warships from within but the fleet moved.
Two F-302's arrived literally inside the shields themselves, the shock of their hyper drives intersecting with the energies of the shields frying the shield generators of two of the Cheops and crippling the fighters.
Six missed totally, appearing beside the Goa'uld vessels, almost instantaneously coming under heavy fire.
The ninth arrived inside the hull of a Ha'tak, both craft being destroyed utterly.
The tenth was the only fighter that managed to successfully appear with the shield perimeter of a Goa'uld vessel and open fire. The last fully operational Cheops died, destroyed from within as its shields contained the energies of the fighter's missiles and the explosions they caused, redirecting the energies back onto the mothership itself.
"And then there were twenty-four" Willow sadly commented as the Goa'uld fleet once again began to regroup.
"Forty-nine" Giles wryly corrected her, "the twenty troopships and their escort have yet to be dealt with"
"Oh joy" O'Neill rolled his eyes, "thanks for the reminder"
Carter glanced up with a smile from her radio, "scratch one troopship. It landed within range of a Paladin howitzer battery. They objected"
" Paladin… ?" Xander asked.
"BIG honking gun, 30km range" O'Neill replied, gesturing to emphasise the big.
"Ahh…," Xander sagely replied, "remind me never to annoy one okay?"
"That would be wise Xander Harris" Teal'c replied.
"Uhmm… not to party-poop or anything" Willow gestured towards the screen, "but company's coming for dinner. And they don't have invites"
"I think we need to need to use the classic" Xander grinned.
"Which classic would that be?" Daniel asked, a little wary.
"Simple, you stand in the graveyard and try to look tasty"
Daniel blinked, and then a predatory grin slowly spread across his face, "Thor? I think you and your friends have an appointment to go to…"
"Dr Jackson, I am afraid I do not understand" Thor responded slowly.
"Make like you suddenly have somewhere else to be," O'Neill took over, "we drop shield power a little, make like we're more damaged then we really are and sucker them in, you drop in right on top of them"
O'Neill shuddered as Thor's face vanished from the small screen at the side of the main monitor. He could have sworn he saw an evil grin on Thor's face just before he vanished and evil grins and Asgard did not go together at all.
"You know" O'Neill replied conversationally as they watched the Goa'uld fleet close fast and overly eager, "where I come form, we call this the sucker punch"
Xander shrugged, "same idea…"
" Fire!!"
They shared winces at Giles loud volume.
"…same result" they finished off simultaneously, as a Ha'tak vanished from the tactical display, followed quickly by three more as the O'Neill's flashed out of hyper, weapons blazing.
The remaining twenty Ha'tak's of Anubis's main fleet suddenly found themselves surrounded, the Tau'ri at their front, the Asgard covering their flanks and tail.
The resulting fight was short, bloody but the result, considering the most capable ships were all fighting against the Goa'uld, was inevitable.
Five minutes later, the fleet was gone.
"Now all we have to deal with is the apocalypse" Daniel dryly commented, as the Del Shakka Mel, the Tara McClay, the Prometheus and the O'Neill's raced for Earth, the remaining vessels left behind, either as crippled or as protection for the cripples.
"Apocalypse?" Buffy flippantly commented, "Must be Wednesday"
Xander frowned, "I thought apocalypse was Tuesday?"
"No, Tuesday is 'Dawn's In Trouble'"
"Ahh, sorry forgot" Xander replied.
Carter winced, her mind very much on the report she had just received over the radio, "Buffy?"
"Yea?"
"It's Tuesday"
The Scooby's shared exasperated grimaces, sighing a collective "figures"