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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Keia" data-source="post: 1158776" data-attributes="member: 98">Secure Accommodations, Nellis Air Force BaseLas Vegas, Nevada0625 hours, June 3, 2003The early morning air was somewhat brisk and would be a stark contrast to what the afternoon would provide.  The pre-dawn glow on the eastern horizon signaled the start of a new day for most of the country.  Of course, as this was a military base, there was activity aplenty already afoot.  Those who went on morning runs around the inside yard of the accommodations (no one was authorized to leave the yard without excessive bribes), had already seen a unit head out into the desert, heavily laden with their packs and gear.As the team members filed out of their accommodations, two military grade jeeps were waiting outside their door, engines still running.  Standing at ease next to the lead jeep was an officer that Durant and Ilianov recognized from their 0800 meeting two days prior – Major General Easton.  Dressed in fatigues, boots and ball cap, a light sheen of sweat indicated that he had already completed morning drills somewhat earlier -  and, but for being somewhat older, appeared as any other base personnel.  There were no drivers for the vehicles anywhere to be seen . . . “Excuse me,” the Major General said, “I know you’re heading out but I needed to give you these codes and directions personally.  These are ‘Eyes Only’ and to be destroyed once you’ve memorized them.  The codes will grant you access into the warehouse and unlock the computer system and generator within.  Plus I wanted to get a look at the rest of your team.”  The man paused for several moments and looked into the eyes of the team and they formed up outside the accommodations.  He continued, “Any mission debriefing will hopefully take place at the SGC with General Hammond once things are back to normal.  Good luck ladies and gentlemen, and good hunting.”The man nodded once more to Lt. Commander Durant, the turned curtly and hustled off of the yard of the accommodations.  All that was left was to stow the gear and head out into the desert.  As the others started moving,  Lt. Stewart stowed his gear into the first jeep and smoothly slid into the driver’s seat.  Lt. Donovan stowed his gear (including what appeared to be a military grade golf bag) into the second jeep and slid into the driver's seat only a moment before Lt. Chris Reed got to the door.OOC: All</blockquote>

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