A launching bay opened up as a large missile emerged from it. It was painted brown and marked with a radiation symbol.
A voice spoke over the base PA system "Deploying Maximus nuclear warhead in 10... 9.... 8.... 7.... 6... 5... 4... 3... 2... 1... LAUNCH!"
"May future generations forgive us..." the general said as the nuke blasted off.
A burning red glow was the last thing Colin would see before the nuke came crashing down and exploded into an immense fiery mushroom cloud that swallowed up a fifteen mile radius. Everyone within was gruesomely charred alive. The whole expanse of the blast and fallout from the tip of Southern California to Western Nevada was from then on a post nuclear cesspool of irradiated raiders and mutant bimbos...