Miller moved off his plate being hit by a gust of the gas as it pushed it off the vent as he moved towards the door. Instead of trying to push in and grab the door like the other two were he picked up the staff weapon Ariadne had deposited on the ground when she moved to open the door and moved it through the door to act as leverage. He then pulled back on it as the door began to open even more and he could feel the sterile air from earlier begin to intermix with the gas from the small control room and he presumed from other life support vents elsewhere in the ship. As the door finally budged open he moved out into the corridor, after trying to hold his breath for so long once in the corridor he gulped down the, mostly, clean air of the corridor as he looked down it to see at least one additional bulkhead closed ten metres down. Obviously all Milton had managed to do was unlock the door and the other bulkheads moved up so that would be interesting.

He looked over for any sign of a gas coming into the corridor and sighed slightly as he saw a small vent putting the gas out into the corridor. “On the bright side it will take slightly longer for this corridor to fill up, what we need is a way off this ship, it will take too long to raise those bulkheads even if we get the power back online that could only make things worse.” He looked around the corridor before turning to Ariadne.

“How do those… ring thingies work? Not the Stargate I’ve used them before the other ones. That the Goa’ulds use. I’ve seen them but not used them before.”

[i]Ariadne was slightly surprised at the mention of using rings. She’d seen no Ring platforms here so far and they usually weren’t used by any but the Goa’uld or a few Ancient facilities. The corridor was filling with gas however, slowly but surely, and it seemed that all the possible exits were sealed off. She turned to Miller and hurriedly explained. “Rings would be of little use here, they require either a second platform, of which I see none, or fairly close proximity and an unobstructed path to the receiving platform. They can punch through some things but I do not think they could break through this hull.” She didn’t have any useful ideas to contribute though, so she simply took back her staff weapon and continued looking around for a way out, trying to keep Idalia calm as she did so. One thing was certain: time was not on their side.[/i]

Miller checked his rifle, and the staff. The staff was out of sight and out of mind in terms of the plan simply because it wasn’t going to be possibly to use it without the gas going on and everyone getting killed which would be detrimental. But his rifle, technically shouldn’t cause enough ignition to set it off, as it didn’t create great excess of heat. “We’re what, a couple of decks from the hull, surely we will be able to get up a couple of levels in order to get to the hull and then try and weaken it from our side? Would that allow the rings to punch through the hull?”

“It shouldn’t be that hard. I wouldn’t recommend the staff weapon or our P90’s for it though,” Milton said. “Bullets bounce, even if they are AP. I’d recommend putting C4 (or Semtex.. not sure what the brits use) in a diamond pattern,” Milton said. “The C4 is more of a sharp hard punch rather than a big fireball like they show in the movies. It does have a fire event but it’s pretty short. The blast wave should push the gasses out of the way. We can deliver the force right where we want it, to serve our needs,” he suggested. 

[i]Ariadne was not entirely familiar with the explosives suggested by Milton, but the idea he was suggesting sounded viable. Rings would be able to punch through a sufficiently weakened hull. There was still a problem with the idea though. “I hate to be the one to point this out, but how will we get to the deck closest to the hull? I do not imagine the elevators will co-operate. They are probably already filled with gas anyway.”[/i]