"Head North, I can see him heading to the main point!" the survivalist squad leader said.
Another survivalist gasped "Chuck, you don't mean..."
"Yes." Chuck said as he watched the gamer run down the dock and mow down bimbos in a hail of mini-gun fire.
"RAAAAAAAAAAAAAWG!" Colin roared as he filled a drove of horny mindless bimbos full of white hot lead. He charged and sprayed a wave of destruction in his wake as he headed for the Reagan.
The mini-gun ran out halfway through his run, so Colin tossed it aside and pulled out a belt of grenades. He ripped one off, pulled the pin out with his teeth, and hurled it at a bimbo pair as they exited the main door. The explosion boomed across the docks and blew the doorway to bits.
"That damn maniac is gonna destroy the damn thing!" a survivalist yelled as a bimbos hard nippled torso slammed into him.
"Then I'll just have to stop him." Chuck said as he took the approach Donavan recommended in case this happened....