Its buttwhopping time!

Who: Joe Craggins
Where: Some corridor between his quarters and the gym
When: Before the Space Eagles took off
Joes hopes of relaxing disapeared as quickly as they had apeared
when a wall siren began wailing. "All pilots cappable of flying a
space eagle get down to the hanger bay ASAP!" announced MK9s voice
through a tannoy. Joe changed direction and slid down the handholds
of a flight of stairs. He sprinted down a metal gamgway, down
another banister and got to a lift. He hammered the button for
hanger bay. A very short while later the doors began to open as Joe
was out of them before they had opened properly. He slid down the
bannisters then jumped down the rest of the stairs landing cat-like
at the bottem. He sprinted towards the nearest Space eagle which
happened to be Space Eagle 3. He bagan firing the engines and took
off with the others in perfect formation. This was what he lived
for! "Eagle wing, attack formation" came MK9s voice over the radio.
The fighters did so, their engines in perfect harmoney. "Keep speed
and heading for their mothership but try and take some of the drones
out on the way, I'll get the rest." commanded MK9. Joe nodded to
himself in agreement. "Who are we fighting?" Jessies voice
asked. "No idea" Joe replied. "Nazi space pirates guys," Mk.9 burst
in, "watch out, you're almost on top of their fighters." A short
while later, Joe saw the drones. Ugly things. They began firing. The
evasive onboard computer went crazy, everytime Joes targetting
computer lined up the evasive comp jerked the ship away. "Smeg!" he
swore and was half tempted to shoot it but he knew that would be
foolish. The evasive compputer was like a sixth sense and could tell
if there was a laser blast approaching, without it, he would be hit
instantly. Out of the corner of his eye, Joe saw a flash of fire,
Jessie had hit one. Joe felt like whooping into the radio, but that
would be distracting and they needed every ounce of concentration
they had. Suddenly Space Eagle 5s glass cracked and the pilot began
firing laser bolts in every direction, one narrowly missing Joe. Joe
fumed,it took him a moment to realise the six drones had got past
them. It didnt ease his anger. They followed procedure and grouped
into an arrowhead. Joe took a quick glance at the dwarf and saw Blue
lasars destroying the drones. Then he was back to the drones, they
fast approched the other 5 drones and Joe began laying waste to them
with the Eagles weapons. The ultimate anger therapy, even soo much
as smiling when he saw the drone he had been firing out bust into a
mass of debris. "Yeehehhaaa!!!!" He whooped into the radio. The
other pilots were emiting similar calls. That was a when a massive
wave of drones came out of the mothership. The squad leader told the
others the plan. SE 5 was going to fly down a trench and fire a
missile at a vent causing a chain reaction forcing the whole ship to
explode. The plan seemed famillar to Joe, like hed it heard it
before, cliched even, what was it? No time now for Guess the movie,
he had to earn his pay. He checked his ammo, good to go. Lcok and
Load he said with a grin and began firing away. Drones dropped like
flys. Not just him but the other pilots too. His tactical targeting
computer targeted an engine on a nearby drone with a graph measuring
trajectory of its course laid on top. He grinned and fired. The
ships engine was obbliterated and the drone plummeted towards a
turreting, both exploding in a massive fireball. Joe grinned again.
He was starting to relax.