Minute Six
WHO: Viper pilot from Battlestar Vulcan. WHEN: His sixth minute of combat, the moment Avalon joins the fight. WHERE: Over Minos, near Battlestar Vulcan.
“Break left!” said Nuts. His viper zipped passed the other viper from the opposite direction with all cannons firing at the raider. The cylon raider exploded in a hail of armored piercing rounds. He didn’t think anything of it. The raider had been his fourth solo kill in the last five minutes, and it did not count the numerous assists.
There were too many strikes ships of from each side for him to even try to make sense of the overall battle. He only had his wing mates and his sector to worry about anything else. He would let the squadron leaders and CAGs from each wing to worry about the bigger picture.
He maneuvered his viper beside another from the Battlestar Vulcan. Another target, both of the vipers fired on the raider, it spun into a wheel barrel out of control, and a second raider became the new target. “Frakking die!” He said as he pressed the trigger.
“Heads up, new battlestar in zone, watch out for friendlies.” His squadron leader said over the wireless.
The viper which was next to his exploded. Tracer rounds flashed by his canopy from a raider which got behind them. He grimaced as he pulled hard on the stick to pull away and avoid the same fate of his wing mate.