h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

A large room with eight stalls allowing variable range target practise of up to one hundred metres. Each stall is large enough for two people to stand in and all targets are electronicaly controlled and preset. A ninth stall at the end of the room is only half the length of the rest, but this is seperate from the others and has extra reinforcement along all of its walls. This one is used to test weapons that are found to be more volitile and less precise.

The range is situated next to the armoury.

*SG3 are currently to be found training in the range. Except Major Fretts*

*SG3 leave the range and return to barracks*

*Major Fretts meets up with the five remaining members of SG3 for target training at the practise range*

*The Major is informed of the situation in the Gate Room*

*The Major and the rest of SG3 arm themselves and head quickly down to the gate room*

* the Major enters the practise range where his SG unit are practising with staff weapons. He calls over four of them and discusses part of an order he recieved, signed by the joint cheifs*

*the five men leave the range together*

*the remainder of SG3 return to the practise range. One of them pages a message to Major Fretts*

*the Major returns to the range to oversee his team*

*Waits her turn.*

Major?

*salutes*

How can I help.

I'm nearly ready for my mission, but I'd feel better if I had an escourt of some sort. Would it be spreading your team to thinly to accompany mine?

The Colonel wants me to help Major AkronU with this 'glider factory', but thats a maximum five man detail. Which would leave six members of SG3 twiddling their thumbs, unless you wanted to make them earn their corn.

Very well then. It would most likely be a two-day mission, as soon as I clear it with the brass. Would that work?

Their at your disposal and you have my permission to beast them if necissary.

*one or two worried faces turn round from the stalls*

*Rolls her eyes and shakes her head.*

Thank you, Major, I'll go to the Colonel with the plans.

*Leaves*

*salutes and turns back to the practising marksmen*

Sargent could you come here for a minute.

*sargent comes over*

Myself, Rutherford and Hough will be escorting the fly boy to the glider factory. You'll take the rest of 3 with Major Scandrea. See if the new boys passed him physical, if he hasn't your in charge. Look after your comanding officer and see to it she isn't shot.

*walks in to the sound of gunfire, walks over to the rangemaster and gets some ear protection*

I'm looking for Major Fretts.

*quartermaster indicates and Major AkronU goes over and waits patiently*