Standing beside their geared up Harleys were five burly men in denim vests, worn out jeans, hard toed boots, and matching black tees.
"The station in Lakeside got overrun?" one of them asked.
"Afraid so." Officer Hemendez sighed in dismay.
The men walked up to the pair and said, "We drove up trying to get gas and ran into a couple of those sluts before you got here. Took them out, and then we saw you. We didn't know what you were yelling about until we walked up."
Colin gazed at the ground in dismay, "So, we'd need people... people who can shoot to kill, and plenty of them. No way we can get into the station without it."
The forlorn gamer looked up as one of the men whistled and ten other bikers showed up, toting guns and suited up.
"Who..." the officer started.
"NRA Bike Club of Lakeside" one of them said. The others pulled out their guns and cocked them.
"The cavalry's here, so how are we gonna do this?" the only blonde man of the first five asked.
Colin looked up with determination in his eyes; now there were hulking guys (a few gals, too) here, armed and ready.
"We hit them hard and we hit them fast." Colin said.
The gamer started drawing a battle plan in the sand as the bikers looked at him.
"First, three of you guys will create a diversion out front to draw out the bimbos. And then two more flank the drawn out bimbos from behind. Once that gets going, the other ten will bust in from the east amd west of the building and start dealing with the bimbos inside, with me and Officer Hemendez here joining each half. Once the first five take out the bimbos out front, they rush in and we root them out in the rest of the place. Write it down, tomorrow... we ride."
Once the bikers sketched out the battle plan on some napkins from the gast station store, everyone started preparing for the raid. Officer Hemendez loaded up on clips with a toned woman in a worn out jacket. Several of them filled forceflex trashbags with hard junk and started using them as punching bags.
Colin was busy eating up. He would need his strength for the day ahead. One of the biker's lent him an extra revolver with some ammo. The chunky gamer used his first six bullets as a test of his quickdraw. He shot six cans in the span of four and a half minutes.
Once the preparation was finished, everyone rested up for the day ahead.