If he'd been expecting anything, the two blue streaks of missiles from the lone Mk-II ahead of him wasn't one of them. He twisted to look behind him as there was a symphony of explosions from where the missiles impacted the hoard of Raiders chasing him. Almost two thirds of the Cylons were wiped out due to them running into the fireball and debris.  A whistle escaped him as the rest of the Raiders scattered. He reversed his direction as he pulled in close to the late arriving Viper and gestured that he couldn't respond to transmissions.<br/><br/>"Hope he understands me." He said to himself, sniping a stray Raider just outside his kinetic weapon's range.