Battlestar Prometheus "The Story ...

Vipers and Raiders danced around each other in massive swarms of death spitting
fire and dodging adroitly, everyone trying to stay alive.
The casualties mounted quickly as the seventy five Vipers of Red Wing were
quickly overwhelmed by the numerically superior enemy.
“Damn it, we lost Achilles!” Ratty said as he flipped his Viper over and cut a
Cylon Raider in two with his guns. “Red Leader this is Red Alpha One, we need to get
the frak out of here.”
Looking down at his monitor, Stormwind could see that Ratty was right. Of the
Vipers he had taken into combat, only thirty were still active.
“Ok Red Leader,” he said making his decision, “You did your part, now turn tail
and run like hell.”
Immediately, all of the Vipers flipped over and hit their thrusters, accelerating
away from the massive Cylon fighter force that leapt to pursue them.
“They‟re taking the bait!” Ratty said.
Stormwind nodded. They Cylons were indeed taking the bait, hook line and
sinker. “Prometheus, Stormwind: The backdoor is open!”
No sooner had he uttered the words than a brilliant flash of light heralded the
coming of the Prometheus, only now she was between the Cylon Fighters and their home
base.
Immediately, her guns began blazing, her starboard side guns cutting a massive
swath into the rear of the Cylon fighter formations while the portside guns began
hammering into the lead Basestar.
“All Vipers: ENGAGE!”
At his command, the other two hundred and twenty five Vipers under
Stormwinds‟ command came flying out of the shadows of the moon of Thermopylae and
directly into the flank of the Cylon Raider formation that was pursuing Lonewolf and his
team.
“Ok, that‟s enough of this running shit.” Lonewolf said with a smile as he flipped
his Viper over and accelerated to attack speed. “Time to get messy!”
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Cruising over the northern continent of Caprica, Lieutenant William Adama
fought the urge to turn his Viper towards the main fight and throttle forward. Listening to
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