See part one for disclaimer.
O'Neill emerged soundlessly from the trees, hurrying over to join Teal'c. "They're there all right. Our guys are in rough shape, but should make it to the gate."
The Jaffa nodded. "Your plan?"
"You take Eeny and Meenie, I'll take Miny and Mo."
Teal'c raised an eyebrow.
O'Neill sighed. "Fine, you take the two on the left, I'll take the one on the right and the snakehead."
"Very well." The Jaffa turned and disappeared into the trees.
Mentally singing to himself, O'Neill followed. "Eeny, meenie, miny, mo; shoot the snakeheads and let our guys go."
"God, I love my job."