"Got us two nightfighters "out of control" on the way out — caught 'em against the clouds and gave them a good squirt before they could even fire!
Neeeeoooooww, Plonk!" The exultant Macallister pantomimes with his hands as he runs through the mission at de-brief.
"Set up on the IP and dropped our eggs right on the markers before beetling on home unopposed."
The little Scot sobers
"We did hear Baxter and his crew going down to ditch — do we know if they got picked up yet?"