...um....i can explain this..

"Well Captain Pieades, you wont need me to shoot down that Eniram
missle following your heat signal"
Jay flew the Space Eagle downwards and shot it out of the sky. "But
as I'm feeling generous I'll give you that one for free"
"Thank you Lt," Piades replied, "Just for that i'll try not to ruin
your paintwork"
Jay was more worried about Jo, flying his ship than he was his own
life.
Jay and Jo divebombed a few of the subs guns blazing....
six or seven subs exploded in a spectacular pyrotechnic display.
Jay put a message out the the rest of his airborne colleagues "Well
guys thats 12 for me! what about you?"
He liked rubbing it in that he had disabled more Eniram than anyone
else.
"Chrysler..." came the voice of Wingman Robertson over the comm "You
got a bogey on your six"
Jay glanced at the HUD display, sure enough there was a cluster of
heat seekers following him.
"I got better things to do tonight than DIE!" he said as he pushed
forward towards the nearest sub, waiting til he was only inches from
it he pulled up sharpley, skimming the hull. the missiles ploughed
into the Eniram vessell, blowing it apart.
"make that 13!"
rolling the space eagle, and flying back towards the 'Dwarf to take
out some more of the subs that had got through the barrage.
Jo's voice came over the speakers.
"Jay! heads up incoming!"
Jay didnt react quick enough to avoid the missile, which ripped
through the Space Eagles engine housing sending Chrysler spinning out
of control.
"Ah..... DAMMIT!" Jay fought to level the ship and try to glide to
safety away from the Dwarf, without success, the nose of the Eagle
smashed through the glass windows on the promenade, and skidded
across the corridor, people diving in all directions to avoid being
mowed down by the grounded pilot.
"By the way thanks for that, I kinda got attacked so to speak by an
Eniram commander and killed him I think, then I had tweedle dumb,
dumber and dumbest plus a whole load of other dumb idiots telling me
to 'surrender or die' so the only choice I had was to run" Alota
looked at Cerebrum
"By the way who may I ask are you?"
Before Cerebrum could answer the 'repair' job he'd done on the wall
exploded inwards, followed by the cockpit of the Space Eagle.
Alota and Cerebrum, who had dived to opposite sides of the room
warily got up. And opened the cockpit.
Jay was still sat clutching the control stick, blood pouring from a
gash on his forehead.
"Hi!" he said.
"Jay...dont know if you know this...but there are designated parking
spaces for you flyboys..might get a ticket if you stay here!"
"Ok...thanks..." he said before passing out.
the airbag inflated.