Colin ran into an abandoned gun shop. Admist the chaos that had broken out, there were a couple of guns still there.
"Ammo..." Colin said as he dumped clips into a bag.
"...Guns..." he continued, stuffing pistols in his pockets and slinging two SMGs over his shoulders.
Colin then grabbed a discarded shirt and ripped out a brown strip of fabric, tying it around his head.
"....Bandana..." the gamer added.
"It's go time."
Colin rushed out the door and ran through the streets with a determined battle cry.
The bimbos rushed him, bare DDs flopping like rubbery sandbags. The gamer loaded up both SMGs and went to town on the attacking bimbos, hitting them with a malestrom of bullets. Blood spewed out into the streets, staining the gamer's footsteps red.
Two kissing bimbo infected took a synced up headshot as Colin bolted over them.
"Get some red hot lead, you slutty bitches!" Colin said as he began waving his guns around like a lunatic.
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Donavan's wife tore through the werewolf costume in a rage.
"That damn fatass is gonna have to try harder to shake Olivine Donavan!" she roared, spotting a car pull up. The driver was a brunette at college age.
"Hey, is the road to the mountains clear? I lost some stu-" the younger lady was cut off by the cocking of a gun.
"Drive, out to town, now!" Olivine commamded.
The girl complied and let the enraged Survivalist in, fearing for her life.
Olivine simply grinned.
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Meanwhile, bimbos collapsed by twos and by threes, filled up with bullet holes by the gamer's gunning.
"Catch me if you can!" Colin taunted as a horde of the lewd, horny women chased him down.
He slid and bounced off a trampoline someone had dropped, unleashing a hailstorm of SMG fire that took out the bimbos in a red rush of blood. The gamer blew off both gun barrels, finding out that he ran out of SMG clips. Tossing the guns aside, he ran down the road for a few miles, made a left at a bull shaped rock, heading down a mossy slab a few hours later, stopping to eat a bag of chips at an unattended checkpoint, and one stolen Jeep ride later he was at the base.
The gamer loaded up an assault rifle from the trunk and walked towards the hidden launch location, pausing at the scent of smoke.
"Oh crap!" Colin yelled as he realized that the space vessel was launching.