five o'clock
Hayes ' voice boomed on the intercom , superceding sectarian commanders . `` All vessels prepare to attack . Chutes one through twelve lower and discharge . Enemy at five o'clock , bearing 3 - 4 Mark . Outward batteries key on planetary forces . Give 'em hell boys ; this one 's for real ! '' Within minutes over two hundred fighters , cruisers and destroyers had emerged from the death-womb of the Carrier , formed into squadrons and flotillas , turned to face the enemy and begun to move forward .