Stargate Through the Looking Glass and into Heaven.

Knowledgeispower

Ah I love the smell of missile spam in the morning
Dreadnought would probably be the one they go with, that was their first nuclear submarine, so it would be a good fit for their first combat capable spaceship.

Only complication is if they don't mind using their new SSBN, also named Dreadnought, as cover.
and that also applies to warspite.....ah well you can safely rename a ship so long as you haven't launched it
 
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The Immortal Watch Dog

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Alright ladies and gents, update time.

The SGC has its first battle with forces that don't belong to the System Lords, Carter gets a little crazy and Hammond and O'Neill preside over a changed hall!

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Planet Hurot- Asgard protected planet’s zone.

The Wyryn.


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“Pulse blasts? Are you sure?” Sam asked, her eyes narrowed on the horizon. It looked like they had breached the walls near a canal that likely fed the sewer systems of the town that seemed to circle the Longhouse shaped castle. Teal’c handed her a pair of binoculars and when Carter took a look through them, she could make out long snouted, tall creatures that looked like bipedal Komodo Dragons hacking and slashing but the taller broader lizardmen without tails were firing bolts of bright red energy from what looked like rifles to her. “Are those Scarrans.”

“Indeed.” Teal’c answered with not a small hint of venom in his voice. “But I do not understand, Hethrir said nothing of energy weaponry, even crude ones why would he deceive us?” That seemed to run contrary to his whole reason for allowing the SGC to engage these brigands on his planet. Whatever answer Sam was going to give him however was silenced by Teal’c whirring around and activating the ancient staff weapon he wielded. A bolt of green plasma lanced out and removed the head of a figure climbing along the wall, while another leaped over its failing comrade, crashing into Teal’c whose staff skidded along the floor. The creature that was on Teal’c was eight feet long, looked like a fat, broad snouted Komodo Dragon with armored plating on its scales and a spiked club on its tail. Its fangs were wrapped around Teal’c left arm crunching down through body armor and crushing bone.

Sam opened fire, the rounds from her next gen weapon shattering plates of armored bone and digging into flesh. The creature let out a deep malevolent hiss and turned on her charging Carter who was being backed towards the balcony’s ledge as the creature slid on its blood and crashed into her, pinning her legs to the wall. Teal’c was up, one handed firing the staff at yet another wall climbing before he walked towards Sam pulling the dead animal off.

“Are you well Doctor Carter?”

“I’m fine big guy.” She said before her eyes met his left forearm, metal plating was bent and twisted, fabric torn, and she could see shattered bone and deep puncture wounds four inches wide. She instinctively reached for it, but Teal’c jerked away, and she realized why…There was an odd sweet smell to his wound, his blood steamed and gave off an odd color. “They’re venomous?!”

“I believe so, I was feeling sluggish until my Prim’tah began pumping my body with adrenaline.”

“Teal’c do…I mean..Junior, can he?”

The Jaffa nodded. “The poison will be neutralized quickly enough Doctor. Though repairing bone damage this extensive will not be pleasant, perhaps after the battle I might partake in large doses of morphine, that I might sleep through the process.”

“yeah…sure..wait lets head to the hall, I’ll radio command and let them know these damn things are venomous!” she hissed kicking one of the corpses before they began their retreat. Over the radio she heard that Ramirez and his team were engaging bipedal Komodo like lizardmen who were wearing armor that looked like Roman armor and Teal’c hissed “Slytherian” under his breath. “And I believe the ones we killed were of a subspecies of Sleestak.” He added telling Carter to advise Major Ramirez to aim for the head and chest, Slytharians apparently had formidable regenerative abilities and it was preferrable to destroy their brain or otherwise mangle every major organ in their body. “Doctor Carter, it may be prudent for Major Ramirez to avoid any short, faced intruders, Scarrans ought not to be fought unless we are all in the same room.”

“They’re the ones you said are super resistant to energy weaponry, right?” She asked, popping one of the crawling lizards that was trying to get at some servants behind a door in the eye and splattering most of its brain against a nearby wall.

“That is correct Doctor.”

“Do you think they’ll be bullet resistant too?”

“These next generation weapons the SGC were given have proven to be remarkably effective against Jaffa armor. I’ve yet to encounter organic matter that can long endure high velocity conical metallic objects battering it before it inevitably is torn into many grotesque pieces.” Teal’c answered causing Carter to laugh. “That’s music to my ears, so Scarrans, shoot on sight and shoot to kill.”

“Unless orders are given to the contrary, that is indeed what I would advise Doctor Carter” Teal’c said. As they ran, Teal’c showed no signs of slowing even though his face was pale and clammy and the lobotomized Goa’uld inside him began to neutralize the poison that otherwise would have rotten through his arm and killed him with a cascade of system destroying infections. (At least if their venom worked like Komodo Dragons.), a long the way several of Hethrir’s guard joined them commanded by a young man with slightly blue skin. He identified himself as Rothgar the older brother of a Prince who was killed during the first raid. He wielded a Trinium ax, and it worked as well as Teal’cs staff against these reptilian marauders or so it would appear as it was covered in a red blood tinged slightly green.

“Ramirez fall back to the mainhall, Makepeace will rendezvous with you there, we’ll drive the bastards out.”

O’Neill’s voice rang out in their comms and the group ran past panicked servants and onrushing guards, towards the doors that lead to the first level of the feasting hall. Lights flickering as bulbs burst from straw plasma shots painted a grotesque picture. Men had been ripped in half, a serving girl was screaming as she was being carted away on the shoulders of a short faced Scarran and Makepeace was locked in a knife fight with a fat frog looking thing that kept trying to take his head off with thrusts that overextended his body. The Colonel swerved, slashed the creature’s wrist then drove his blade under the armpit. Gouts of blood spurted from the creature as Makepeace kicked it into the back of the knees of what Teal’c told her was a long faced Scarran who roared in his disorientation and reared on Makepeace only to be shot to pieces by members of Makepeace’s SG team, who had descended onto the scene like a wolf pack and fired into the Scarran until his steaming blood and bone matter were raining down on his fellow lizardmen. Makepeace had been pulled back and handed his weapon. Sam looked around until she saw Sandra O’Neill firing methodically at anything that came near Admiral Hammond who was standing on one of the raised tables, grim faced, silent and covered in the blood of whatever the hell was unfortunate enough to get near him.

The jokes about Hammond being a living anachronism to the early days of the US navy wasn’t entirely untrue. Standing tall in the carnage he looked at home same as he did at his desk in the SGC. “Where are Daniel and the Colonel?” Sam called to Makepeace who gestured to where a group of archers were raining hell down on the weaker lizardmen. O’Neill was shooting anything that the archers missed while Daniel was handling a console.

-Oh. So that’s why there’s gunfire outside. - Sam thought. Two of the Drones they brought along were a new kind of combat drone, one designed from materials created by Project Constellation that hadn’t even hit skunkworks yet and were mounted with armor piercing rounds. No doubt they were strafing the armed Scarrans and leading them and their energy weapons away from the settlement or killing them all.

It was clear they were going to win this one, the creatures hadn’t anticipated resistance from a more developed group of humans and when the explosives started going off they began to turn and break only to be bolstered by a group of armed Scarrans who entered the fray firing their pulse rifles. Semi-automatic energy guns…Carter never thought she’d see the day, she wanted to get her hands on those things.

Teal’c had ducked behind a bench and pulled her with him. The two firing at the advancing intruders, his mythical staff weapon blowing the entire upper body off an unarmed Slytharian, while a tall alligator looking creature used its tail to whip a barrel of what she assumed was mead at their position. -Great, I’m going to smell like booze and be sticky if those public baths aren’t working-. Pulses, bullets, each whizzed around and several of the armed lizards died; their insanely tough hides crumbling after a few seconds of abuse from the best weapons the US armed forces had at their disposal. The room was awash in reptilian blood and the steam from the immense body heat of these unnatural creatures. Behind them, Hammond called for the SG teams to advance. “Space Force! Hoooo!”.

Carter leaped out, her blood up, her despair wracked brain pouring all the pent-up anxiety and grief into massacring as many of these cold-blooded interlopers who dared disrupt the US Space Force and the SGC’s mission to arm and save their planet as possible. Hammond took the lead, his rush forward with SG-6 and half of Makepeace’s group and the prince behind him, all firing relentlessly broke the momentum of the Scarrans one of which threw his pulse pistol to the floor and took off for the door only to be shot through the back by Carter who was determined not to allow a single one of them to escape.

A horn broke over the din and then another and another and soon the invaders turned and began to run, chased by the Stargate Reconnaissance teams and angry villagers.

The SGC had its first engagement on another world against forces that weren’t from the Imperium and the engagement was a total rout. While everyone else in the Wyryn cheered and O’Neill made his jokes, Admiral George S Hammond stood at the entrance to the great longhouse styled palace, eying the shadowy figure that stood like a statue on the northern walls, waiting as its men retreated and the in the dark of the night the Admiral wondered if the faint green glow of its eyes was a trick of the light.

Or a sign that something was very wrong here.
 

The Immortal Watch Dog

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On another note is it a bad thing that I think a good description of Earth's battleships is to be able to take at least four or five times their mass in snake ships to kill and able to kill with minimal damage roughly double their tonnage in one engagement

That will likely be how they will get designed later on when they have the tech. Can't beat 'em in the numbers game, may as well make them too tough to want to invest the resources to deal with unless Earth really honks them off.
 

Knowledgeispower

Ah I love the smell of missile spam in the morning
That will likely be how they will get designed later on when they have the tech. Can't beat 'em in the numbers game, may as well make them too tough to want to invest the resources to deal with unless Earth really honks them off.
In the meantime I suppose Earth designs will have the words ease of upgrade tattooed into their design teams.
 

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Fantastic update! And you are right, the Scarrens being a species of serial rapists that needed to be put down. And I love the fact the new rifles are quickly gaining a reputation of reliability across multiple enemies they've encounteted. I'd have been a bit worried for a bit they might not be as effective as everyone hoped. Glad that was put to rest.
 

The Immortal Watch Dog

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Fantastic update! And you are right, the Scarrens being a species of serial rapists that needed to be put down. And I love the fact the new rifles are quickly gaining a reputation of reliability across multiple enemies they've encounteted. I'd have been a bit worried for a bit they might not be as effective as everyone hoped. Glad that was put to rest.

Most civilizations probably make the conversion to energy weaponry because of the logistics of energy weapons being "cheaper" than bullets.

A lot of them are finding out that doesn't necessarily mean that bullets aren't worse than pulses at killing your enemies.
 

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