Cont.

"Bullshit" not being able to stop me from speaking up. Narrowing my eyes at the assembled group before me. This... was an unexpected start to this meeting. "Why the hell would you 'surrender' to an unknown non-human, with unknown powers?" Looking over the group scattered before me. Jack looked about as you would have expected face carved from stone and slight grinding of his teeth. Still alert as to be expected from someone with his background. Sam had closed her eyes hanging her head a little in what I presume to be a shame. Daniels had a frown on his face, eyes squinting at me still studying me like he has been since they all arrived here. Teal'c no change besides a raised eyebrow at my outburst. George closed his eyes rubbing them tiredly before grabbing a manila folder and passing it forward.

A nearby Zombie went forward grabbing it and bringing it to me. Grabbing the half-inch thick stack of papers in the folder. Opening the folder scanning the top few papers getting lost in thought. Letting out a sigh "What is this supposed to do make me feel sorry for you?" speaking while thinking over how utterly fucked they were before I came along. The reactions varied little among the group besides a few more grinding teeth and narrowed eyes.

George looked me over before letting out a tired sigh. "No....no more pity or wet eyes from us we have run right out" as he spoke he straightened his back out looking me dead in the eyes squaring his shoulders. "As the first page of the packet states over eighty-five percent of Congress, and the Cabinet including the President and vice president of the United States was wiped out in the first two months of the spreading of the Undead." Reaching into the side pocket of his jacket taking a swig of water. "Finally the last fifteen percent left the planet within the first month of the disease spreading to North America. Taking with them their families, bodyguards, and half of our personnel for 'operational security." Closing his eyes again before continuing "Included in the list of personnel is SG12, SG11, SG10, SG9, SG8 and not limited to over half our techs and medical staff. We would have stopped them, but this was a scheduled off-world mission coming from the very top. We did not realize how bad it was until we took inventory immediately after they left. On the back of the first page is what we have left as of now." As he finished talking he took another swig. Giving a hollow chuckle "They took most of our surplus which was what we agreed upon. Upon our inspection, they nearly cleared out over half of our stocked food, ammo, and medication. They did not gain access from me. Our guess is they bribed or threatened some of the staff to be allowed to access the supplies."

Flipping the pager over I let out a low chuff of air. "Dam they fucked you like a two-dollar whore." Getting a few raised eyebrows from them. "So if I did not show up you had what? A month's worth of fuel for your generators." Humming looking further down the list and looking back up. "Dam out of food for the last eight days. Water shut off in the first week, but you filled up your portable tanks... which were top side in the garage. Personnel down to thirty people. Why so little? Would rather hear it than read what happened."

Closing his eyes for a few moments taking a deep breath and looking over at the rest of the group he pulled out his copy double checking his facts before speaking. "On September tenth one of our personnel had an accident. We don't know how or why, but our best guess is between zero-one-hundred and zero-three-hundred." Taking a breath before he continued "He took his own life between the two times. At the time we did not know about the living already being infected without having to be harmed by the Undead. So he reanimated after death. We figured out a cause for his suicide after he received a message in his email in the last few days we had internet access. Attached to the email was a video message, all he could hear is his family getting attacked. The email was sent by his twelve-year-old son asking for help. After the email, we can assume it is when he took his own life. A little after his new Undead status older maintenance personnel stumbled upon it. The best we can tell is the maintenance passed from a heart attack. He also reanimated and two turned to three so on until they started eating his way through the barracks."

Taking a breath he continued "It took approximately two hours to fight off the Undead. In that time we lost over seventy of the leftover personnel. We used as minimal ammo as we could, as shooting indoors causes cases of defense and disorientation. That is what happened to most of the dead a few shots fired defining, and disorientation left the defense force open for the rest. That concludes the report. I like to think I am a pragmatic man, so because of this event, we were able to survive until now. I would rather it not be on the bodies of men in my command." He gritted out at the end looking done with this conversation.

I nodded my head along with him "So I am guessing there is more to this story" I waved my hand around motioning to the abandoned fortification around us. He stared at me for a few moments longer. "It is just speculation on our part between the radio chatter and context clues left by our oh-so-brave leaders." He gave another hollow laugh "When the brass came through and went off world they were followed by the Parasitoids bringing with them what jack has taken to calling huggers." Rubbing his eyes "We are lucky; very lucky they did not hear the gunshots from below the tons and tons of rocks saw to that, but then again maybe they knew we will never know. With the last few days of camera footage, we spied no less than fifty of them. After a while we noticed them corralling the Undead using them as a shield to their eggs or that is our best guess. They did not attempt to use the dead as hosts."

Pulling out a few photos and passing them along showing frame by frame the Xenomorphs being followed by the Undead. "They used sounds to corral them into the base" looking closer I can see that the Xenomorph in the photo was smacking its tail into the ground or walls. Deciding to play dumb "So how did they get off the world from below a mountain?"

George looked over to SG1 getting nods and a raised eyebrow from them "We have available to us what we translated to be a 'Stargate' it allows for universal wide instant transmission from one of the 'Stargates' to another with the use of a seven coded address as a means to lock onto different gates. The process takes a considerable amount of power. The reason for this is we are missing something called the DHD or Dial Home Device." As he speaks he passed along a few photos of the Stargate and a DHD inside a stone structure.

Looking it over I noticed they look exactly like the ones in the show. Looking it over while he continues to speak "We would have abandoned the post if not for the insane amount of power required to operate the gate. Tapping into the city's power grid is how it was being operated until now. Over the last few months, we looked into alternate power sources available to us and found none suitable to power the gate for any amount of meaningful time. At least until the last few weeks with one of our few satellite connections we found a concentration of Zero Point Module energy from Alaska. While not always connected to the satellite we do check it looking over the readings available to us. It was then we discovered you and watched you and your... creations clear out the Undead, Xenomorphs, and lastly....deepest throats" as he finished talking he looked over a Jack narrowing his eyes. Jack was covering his mouth. Judging by the small shake of his shoulder it seems he slipped that last one of the report. Fighting back a chuckle myself. Just leave it to jack to do something like this.

Turning away from Jack he turns back to me "So those are the most prominent reasons why we are surrendering. What would you do in our position to attack the most powerful being we have met to date who can create giants and angels with nothing but a flick of his wrist?" He was getting a little history at the end of his little speech. "I have seen aliens, I have seen Undead rise, I have never seen anything like you and I don't want to throw away the lives of my men over my pride. So yes surrender. You will have no problems with us as long as you treat us right."

Nodding my head "My first order is.... delegation. Keep the paperwork to your selves." I get a few chuckles from the rest seems like they relaxed a little. "Well, I will keep my eye out for tech to bring back and see if we can fix up your gate." Humming to myself coming up with a few ideas on how to proceed or not. "Alright, I will be sending you supplies down you can post men up on the top side to refill the generators I will have titan keep some Armored zombies posted inside and out to mop up and remains of the Undead." Closing my eyes pulsing some blue mana clearing up my slowly tiring mind. Meeting suck "We will continue to clear out the Xenomorphs, Undead, and crazies left over I will be sending decent survivors back through a gate to you after I vet them." Steeping my hand closing my eyes digging deeper. "Well let's go down and I will start dropping off supplies." As I speak I wave my hand opening a portal I overheard more than a few mutters from the group. 'Help for now then ill leave them to their selves. Humans from the earth are probably going to die out anyway.'

A/N: Sorry everyone this chapter kicked my ass time skips coming up next chapter was trying to flush out the character doesn't know how I did. Hope you enjoyed the chapter will try to post it tomorrow depending on if I can even get out of bed. Have a good day.

AA/N: Another one down tired though