Colin looked over the vehicle: a Ford 4x4, painted in the offical white and blue pattern and markings of the Palmar Police Department, with sirens, a brush guard, and everything else a squad car around here would need. Colin found the key on the ground, next to the left side. The back had: two rifles and two pistols, with ammo, handcuffs, a taser, and a can of mace.
"Perfect." Colin grinned as he stepped out of the back and shut the door. He went up front and got in, shut the door, locked the doors, and put the key in the ignition. Turning it caused the engine to roar to life as Colin leaned to pull back... and then the sirens blared on with an accidental button press. Colin went to turn it off, but saw that the siren had attracted a hidden group of bimbos that ran for the car.
The chunky gamer went into reverse and floored it, running over two of the approaching bimbos as he sped out of the parking lot.
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Aboard the USS Ronald Regan, Officer Murray looked out upon the docks, uncertain of the younger, less trained man heading this way. The bimbo horde laying out there tanning was likely the largest he had yet come across.
Murray was caught off guard by the loud sirens ringing out in the air. The bimbos stirred as a squad car with its red and blue lights flashing came barreling in and brutally crushed them as it drove around the docks and flattened every bimbo in the driver's line of sight, turning the whole space a deep red color.
The phone rang.
"Murray, I'm in." Colin's voice said, full of confidence.
The old man smiled. "Good work. But don't be too wreckless getting in here. There's bimbos crawling all over the place."
"I'm ready." Colin said.
"Good." Murray said as he hung up.
Back in the squad car with Colin, he rushed out the door and opened up the back, as he decided to go with the supplies from his house amd the army surplus, along with...