"Sir, we have arrived in position over McMurdo Air Force Base and are awaiting instructions" Major Rutherford said inside the jumper, which had a channel open to the cloaked Odyssey that was hanging around in orbit between two of the new 305s. Outside the jumper a blizzard was raging that made everything a solid white mass.

-Stand by Major we have lost the signal- Colonel Sheppard's voice came back through the speakers. Inside the jumper the four soldier's begun to feel their eyelids getting heavy while they waited for several minutes until the Colonel's voice woke them. -We have an approximate location of its last transmitted location, scout it and see what you can find-

"Yes Sir." The jumper had been sitting a few hundred meters above the ground but now it slowly descended towards the coordinates they had received. It took the jumper's sensors only a few seconds of systematic sweeps of the general area to detect a small group of weak lifesigns which were fading.

In the back of the jumper two of the men grabbed all the extra clothes they had brought and hurried to get dressed. Meanwhile the co-pilot was adjusting the inertial dampeners to cope with the extreme winds outside the craft. As the craft came down it lowered its cloak and changed to shields while the aft hatch opened and the two men jumped out into the waist deep snow. Through his com badge the Major guided his men with the help of the sensors towards the few lifesigns that still remained.

"Major" the Lieutenant, his co-pilot, shouted from the back of the jumper as the other two returned the first three they managed to get out of the snow before hurrying back outside. "You need to see this."

"It'll have to wait Lieutenant there's still people out there" Rutherford replied and just had time to switch the microphone in the jumper back on when the Lieutenant spoke again. "Sir, it's Doctor McKay."

-We lost him Sir- Everyone on Odyssey's bridge heard it over the open channel from the jumper. Sheppard had hoped that his friends who had been on Earth when they lost contact were still alive, then they had seen the crater and he had lost that hope. Now they had found McKay only to lose him again seconds later and he was pissed. -He was delirious when we pulled him inside. He was rambling about Murdo, Jennifer and Carson even as he drew his final breath.-

"McMurdo Air Force base, finish up what you're doing and head over there. See if you can confirm the presence of Doctor Keller and Doctor Beckett there" Sheppard ordered. He was standing right behind the captain's chair and supported himself on the chair.

-Yes Sir- the Major replied over the radio.

"Captain prepare the ship for descent, we're getting them out of there."

"Yes Sir" Major Gant replied from the captain's chair. "Do you want us to sneak in slowly under cloak or go in as fast as we can and frighten them?"

"We'll sneak in Major, pick up anyone we've lost and shoot our way out" Sheppard responded. "Aim to create as much damage as this ship can when we leave. As long as it's a military target you're free to fire at anything until we leave the planet."

While still under cloak the ship dropped quickly through the atmosphere towards the base and crashed through the cloudformation between them and the base, leaving a gaping hole in the clouds which begun to seal itself a few seconds after. The moment they pierced the storm they dropped the cloak and raised the ship's shields, there was no way even the primitive 305s above would fail to detect the hole in the clouds.

The guards of the afternoon shift had just been allowed to go to sleep when the alarm sounded and their commander rushed into the barracks. In minutes everyone who was stationed at McMurdo were fully dressed in combat gear and were rushing outside to deal with whatever had set of the outer perimeter detectors. From the southeast the soldiers could see something large pushing down the low clouds even lower. Some begun to launch grenades and fire heavier weapons at it but the low clouds kept coming towards the base

Unknown to the defenders the cloaked jumper had already approached from the north and its occupants were already searching through the western barracks, taking out anyone hostile and directing the survivors back to a barrack they had secured and which former SGC guards were holding. With the barracks cleared several minutes later the four man team moved on to the main compound.

While the ground team was covering things on the ground and sweeping the base Odyssey was slowly emerging from the dense clouds which had begun to break up due to the force of the ship's engines. While it crept from the cover of the clouds some of the defenders realised just what they were up against. With most screaming in panic they begun to fall back to the base, but the Odyssey was ready and let its railguns target anyone who tried to run away from the soldiers who were still trying to take down the ship with their weapons.

While the soldiers were blown to pieces the ground team had cleared out most of the main building and were fighting their way into the corridor which lead to the infirmary. With precise accuracy and quick bursts the team disabled or killed their opponents and dashed between crates, furniture and anything else which was standing in the corridor that they could use for cover. Three minutes earlier when they had stormed the commander's office they had been faced with two men who had used guns which ripped through their shields, something the Lieutenant had been made aware of when he took multiple shots to his legs. Luckily for him his team had taken care of them and had patched him up well enough for him to walk, now he was providing cover fire from the back of the corridor for his team mates.

As the last of the soldiers outside the infirmary got his head blown off the door behind him opened and another soldier who must have thought he was Rambo came out with two SMGs, one in each hand. Before he even had the chance to fire his weapons the soldier was shot through the chest from the team in front of him and from someone behind.

"Hold your fire." The Major had recognised the two doctors who stood on the other side of the door. Their white coats were coated in crimson red stains which had come from their patients and Doctor Beckett's left arm was hanging limp at his side completely covered in blood.

"Colonel we have located the targets." The Major said into his com badge. He and his team had made their way into the infirmary's waiting room and was doing what they could to create cover in front of the door. Through the open door which led into the operating room they could see several guards which lay in pools of their own blood, several of them had scalpels sticking out of their backs.

Minutes before Major Rutherford and his team had come to save them Doctor Beckett and Doctor Keller had heard the first gunfire far of in the distance shortly after the first alarm had sounded. They had still been in surgery, trying to transplant organs from a dead guard to a dying one, and they had all their sharp knives and tools laid out as precise and perfect as they could to reach them when they needed.

Several days before the two had come to the conclusion that they would make their escape the next chance they got, if they died while they did then they would take as many guards with them as they could, it would be better than the hell they lived now.

When the guards first turned towards the door to talk to someone outside Beckett already had a scalpel in his left hand and he pressed it into the throat of the closest guard who gurgled when the blade cut through the artery and blood streamed down his throat. The scalpel was designed to cut rather than stab so it broke under the force, but the cracked blade was still sharp enough to sink into the back of the guard when he buried it there a split second later.

Keller's reaction was slightly delayed and one of the guards managed to turn towards her with his pistol raised towards her chest. She had been putting clasps on blood vessels during the surgery and the clasp she had in her hand was not really the ultimate weapon she would like to have in her hand so she dropped it while she reached out with her other hand to wrestle the gun from the guard.

The guard managed to fire of a round and she could see the guard Beckett was wrestling with fall down onto the hard tile floor. Somehow one of her hands closed around a surgical saw meant for cutting bone with a slight curve and a sharp tip, with the wooden handle firmly in her hand she chopped and stabbed with the blade until the guard fell face first into the trolley where her tools had lay. The trolley rolled over the floor and tipped when the wheels struck the body of the first guard Beckett had killed. After the guard's head had cracked against the tile floor Keller hurried down to take the gun.

Beckett had been grabbed from behind by one of the guards and he could feel the strong arm which was squeezing around his throat when the gun Keller was wrestling out of the other guards grip fired and the guard that was strangling him begun to feel like a big sack of dirt. The added weight pressed him down on the floor with the guard lying on top of him.

The last guard was the youngest and she had stayed outside the fight, but now she raised her gun and aimed it at Keller who was struggling to pull the gun from the dead guard. Right next to her Beckett was pulling himself towards the trolley which had fallen over right next to him. He reached out with his left arm and tried to grip a mallet which was within his reach, but his hand refused to close around the handle and he could see blood flowing out of his lower arm quite fast. In panic he flailed around with his other hand and felt it gripping something. Whatever it was it was out of his sight so he could not check what it was before he swung it towards the guard's legs.

The thing he had managed to grab was a meat cleaver that the guards had brought when he had asked for a better blade, still it was sharp and sank deep into the backside of the guards knee. The second slash cut the Achilles tendon on the other leg.

After prying loose the gun from the dead guard Keller stood up and looked for anything to shoot but it was only her and Beckett, who was hacking at the young guard over and over, alive in the room.

"Carson, she's dead" Keller said and plucked the cleaver from his hand.

-Colonel we have located the targets,- Sheppard heard Rutherford's voice coming from the whole crew's com badges.

"Good work Major, we'll beam you up" he replied and waved his hand toward Major Gant who relayed the order down to the Asgard core where Lieutenant Edison and his team manned the controls.

While he waited the Colonel went back to the screen in front of him. He was controlling one of the railguns manually from one of the consoles towards the back of the bridge, picking of a few guards at a time and making them pay for what was happening on Earth. But he did not go back to that, instead he took control of a few more railguns and aimed the group towards the silos on the east side of the base which exploded when the railguns rounds ripped through them, then he begun to destroy the buildings of the base one by one. A few seconds after they radioed in three members of Rutherford's team appeared in the bright flash of the Asgard's transporter.

"Where's your targets Major?" Sheppard asked as he left the console and walked up to greet them. "And I thought I sent down four of you?"

"The infirmary Sir, Doctor Beckett was injured along with the Lieutenant, Doctor Keller's going to patch them up."

"Then good work again Major."

"We managed to rescue many other too Colonel, they're gathered in one of the barracks."

"We'll get them." Major Gant said when she saw the Colonel's expression.

"We have sixteen 305s incoming," Captain Cooper reported.

"Ready all Asgard weapons," Sheppard ordered and turned back to Rutherford. "Get down to engineering and help them pick out those you rescued, don't forget the jumper."

"Yes Sir." Kleinman and Rutherford said in unison.

Minutes after picking up Rutherford's team the Odyssey was spewing out plasma beams and railguns rounds at the approaching 305s while its engines were pushing it further and further up in the atmosphere. One of the 305s banked to avoid a plasma beam, but it still graced the shields and weakened them enough for the railguns to pierce the shield and damage the ship.

Several more ships were approaching the Odyssey and it would soon be overpowered due to sheer numbers but they were not there to fight the 305s so when they got the chance Sheppard ordered the ship away and the hyperdrive sent the ship hurling towards a nearby planet with a stargate.