The Academy was never like this... Good shooting, brother! I owe you an Ambrosa! I'm hit, but I can handle it... Lost my high engine! I can't shake him! Nooooo! Target destroyed! One less Cylon murderer... That was a tough one. The Cylons are locked on to me! Initiating evasion pattern! They've got me locked! Laser generators are running low; I gotta watch my weapons fire. Damn! Cylons everywhere and my guns are running dry! Weapons are off-line! Weapons are out - Looks like it's time for a little fancy flying... Hey, I need some cover over here! Nice flying, Husker! I'm going to make that nickname stick, Adama! Hey, Adama! That was pretty impressive flying! Hey boys, I'm taking fire! What's a girl gotta do to get some help? I'm at the redline! I need cover! Aaaaaaah! Cute nickname, Adama! Good work Husker, uh, I mean Adama... Adama, stay in formation. Ensign Adama, you're breaking flight pattern; get back here now! Adama, stay close and maintain cover. Nice moves, Adama, but no showboating! We're a team, remember. Well done, Adama. You'll earn a commendation for that one! Excellent work, Ensign Adama. I'm under attack - Assistance required! I'm coming apart! Adama, I can't take much more of this! I'm gone! Husker? I can only guess what that's all about... Nice flying there, Husker! Hah! Adama, can I call you Husker too? Hey kid, you're a pilot after my own heart! Not bad shooting; not as good as me, of course... You're pretty good for a rook! Well done! Hey you hotshots, check my six! Mayday, mayday, I am totally defensive! I need cover, now! Aaaagh! Adama, watch your fire! You're hitting your own people! You were warned, Ensign! If you fire on another Colonial vessel, you'll be facing a military tribunal! It's a court martial for you, Adama! Land your Viper and turn in your wings, now! Well done Adama, you just saved a great many lives. Good work, Adama! Another Cylon for the scrapyard! Fine flying, Adama. Your father would have been proud. Core Command to all Vipers, the Galactica is under attack - We need fighter support now! The Galactica is taking heavy fire! We can't hold out much longer without cover! This is Kassia! The bridge shield is down! One more hit and we're done for! The Galactica is lost! The Galactica is-[STATIC CRACKLES] The turbolaser turret positions can be switched by using the turret toggle control. Press and hold your secondary weapon control to charge a Solenite warhead. Charged missiles will yield a more powerful attack. Hold down the primary weapon control to engage rapid-fire mode; it's perfect for shredding any tin can Cylons! If you get yourself into trouble, use your turbos for a boost of extra speed. Your Viper's primary weapon is a powerful flak cannon. It's your best friend in firefight, so practise with it. In tag mode, you can set vessels and objects as targets for your homing missiles. Homing missiles can be deadly, but be careful. Each one you fire eats up a lot of your weapon energy. Your Weapons Control Window allows you to modify the warheads of your homing missiles. Now, pay attention here. The number of slots on your cockpit head-up-display shows how many target tags you can apply with your current missile set-up. Your Viper's reactor core is the source of all your power, so always keep an eye on your energy monitor. If it becomes drops below a critical level, you'll lose some vessel functionality - and the last thing you want is to be facing a Cylon flotilla with no lasers. Vipers are tough little ships, but they're not invulnerable. The hull integrity bar shows the state of your ship's armour - if it drops to zero, you better be able to breathe vacuum. The clock's running, Adama. You don't have much time left to complete this task. Adama, You need to hurry it up. Hey, good job Adama. We'll make a Commander out of you yet! Great flying, Adama. You're a natural! If you've got a missile on your tail, the best way to get away from it is to use your evasive roll; otherwise, they'll fly right into your engines. Not bad, Adama. Not bad at all. Keep this up, and you may actually impress me... The Cylons are machines, so their tactics are logical - and predictable. You can use your motion tracker to lock on to an enemy's course. Once you know where he's going, it's easier to hit him. Things can get hectic out there in the middle of a furball, so use your targeter to find your nearest enemy. When you target an object, the indicator will tell you how far away it is, so lock on and blow him away. Adama... Adama... I know your fear, little warrior! You'll die just like your father did... Adama... Adama... Proceeding to assigned patrol quadrant. Commencing sensor sweep. By your command. Maintain phalanx formation. BaseStar to all ships. Data updates now being transmitted. Raider Seven-Nine-Beta, responding. Weapons systems charged and ready. Maintain flight vectors. Patrol vector complete. Beginning new sweep. Unit Three-Six-Epsilon, proceeding via mission parameters. All organic life must surrender to the dominion of the Cylon Alliance. Eradicate all Colonials. All organics must be exterminated. No flesh will be spared. Inferior humanoids must be destroyed; the superior technology of Cylon is supreme. Commence the final annihilation of the life form known as man. Scanning for organic life signs. Seek out and terminate all humans. Raider to BaseStar; commencing sensor sweep for biological life forms. Alert! Alert! Biological life form detected! Humanoid located! Converge and attack! Enemy craft must be destroyed! BaseStar to all Raiders; seek and destroy all Colonial vessels. BaseStar to all Raiders; leave no humanoid survivors. Raider to BaseStar; orders received and understood. Complying with directives. By your command. Organic vessel targeted. Weapons locked on to Colonial vessel. Engage and destroy. BaseStar to all Cylon units; return to primary directive. All Cylon units stand down. Alert! Vessel under attack! Alert! Hull compromised! All humanoids have been eradicated. Cylon superiority is assured. The Cylon Alliance now controls this zone. We are victorious. Cylon forces are compromised. Reinforcements are required. Colonial resistance is stronger than expected. We cannot defeat them. All Cylon units retreat and regroup! All units, return to base! We are the Crimson Elite, supreme warriors of the Cylon Imperium. All organic life must surrender or die! All organic forms will perish before the power of the Crimson Elite. Humankind, your time is at an end! This is Deimos. They're turning tail; let's take 'em! We're losing too many people! We've got to pull it together! H-hey there, uh, I could use some cover here! I'm getting a lot of heat! Adama! We're under fire, get over here now! Your warranty just expired, Cylon! Oh no, they just got another Viper! We've got to stay tight! Hey, turret gunners! We need cover, right now! Galactica, this is Auriga. We need fire support from the turrets or else we're going to lose this battle! Where's our cover fire?! We're getting ripped to pieces out here! Attention, all Vipers! We've got them on the run! Pour it on, we're forcing a retreat! I reckon we need a whole new strategy; these tin-heads are wiping us out! This is some firestorm out here! Anyone care to lend a hand? Adama, this is Persephone, do you read me? I need assistance! Am I alone out here? Where's my backup? Whoo-Hoo! Scattered to the solar winds! Our people are dying out here! We gotta do something, and fast! So, you think you could put a little cover fire my way? This is Nova, we're taking some heavy flak; are you guys awake over there? Damn it, Galactica, we have no cover from the turrets; we need fire support now! On my way. Affirmative. You heard the man! Roger that, Adama. Sure thing, sugar. Okay, let's do it!