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Razor Flashback "Episode 1: Day 4,571
Attention all hands.
Ordinance handling on port hangar deck,
no open flames or sparks till further notice
Hey, you put your boots out?
Ran into the commander while I was doing it.
Frak, what'd he say?
Took one look at my barefeet and said:
"What do you hear, Husker?"
"Nothing but the rain, Sir!"
"Grab your gun and bring the cat in."
Attention all hands, set material condition Constellation.
Radiological warfare procedures are now in effect.
This is not a drill.
Take it easy, you're gonna do fine.
Three Raiders wings, ground forces,
defensives batteries.
All to defend a chunk of a ice,
in the ass end of nowhere.
Toasters must think it's pretty important...
Yeah, rumour's they're building some kind of superweapon, or something.
I heard they were...
negotiating. Trying to reach a peace settlement.
Yeah, I think I heard that one too.
But if you think about it, why would they surrender?
You know, they're frakking machines.
Shoot one down, they just build more.
Remember when the war started?
Still in school.
Never thought I'd get out here in time to get a shot at them.
You will.
My first engagement,
one of their fighters lined up on me.
Had me dead to rights.
Next thing I know, our Raptor's blowing through a cloud of debris.
Their debris.
I looked down and realized my thumb was on the trigger.
Training just kicked in, you know?
Your's will too.
Raptor squadron 2 to readyroom 1...
That's my cue, Billy Adama.
See you tonight, Rook.
Viper 8 to readyroom 4 immediately.
Hey! Just because I've never flown in combat doesn't make a...
Division 3 to launch stations.
Sections one throughout the ship.
All Spike squadron pilots to their aircraft.
What happened?
A Raptor's got jumped. Took out two before they made it here.
Come on, let's get out of here.
Jaycie!
- Jaycie... - Billy.
Is that you?
The console broke my face.
I can't feel anything.
Am I okay?
Just tell me.
Am I okay?
Yeah, good.
A couple of days gold-bricking in the sickbay, you'll be good as new.
You're a lousy liar, Billy.
But I forgive you.
You'd better watch your ass out there.
There must be hundreds of those frakkers.
Husker, come on. Let's go!
You gonna be okay Jaycie. I promise.
You hang in there.
Go kick some toaster ass for me, okay?
Just go.
Come on, rook. Get your ass in the cockpit.
Just go.
Go!
Galactica, Husker, you're up.
Husker, do you read?
Husker!
Galactica, Husker. Reading you loud and clear.
Let's do this.
Viper 1-1-0-4,
cleared forward.
Nav/Conn green.
Interval check responsive and steady
Adama, prepare to launch.
Husker, Banzai defensive.
Hostile in approach.
I got it, Banzai.
Break left, on my mark.
Now! Break, Break, Break!
Husker, Banzai. Follow me up and regroup with the squadron.
Roger, husker. Looks like Columbia's defenses are down.
All Vipers, this is Banzai. Columbia need our help.
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