Colin saw a figure stroll in wearing a paintball mask with body armor, dual-weilding assault rifles and heading his way.
"Ahhhhhh!" Colin screamed, hitting the deck as bullets came flying.
The bimbos were torn into, blood pouring out onto the deck as their infected bodies hit it.
Colin pulled his hands away from his face as the figure walked up to him.
"Thanks for the assist, bud." Colin smiled.
The figure pulled off the paintball mask, revealing a girl with rich brown eyes and a brunette bob. She looked around 21 judging by how mature her face looked.
"Oh, I mean Miss." Colin replied.
"Jesse McGrath, fresh from bootcamp." the armored lady greeted.
"So, guess Murray called you too?" the gamer asked.
"Hold on... Officer Murray's alive?!" Jesse asked.
"Yeah, he's holding out somewhere on the ship." Colin replied.
"Well what in Sam Hill are we waiting for, let's go!" Jesse replied.
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Murray nervously paced as he waited on Colin to get there. He had every right to be nervous: communications were down, his supplies wouldn't last forever, and the ship was swarmed.
Murray thought ' Well, I'd better start making calls incase this goes south, or...'
This thought was interrupted by a few bangs on the metal door.
The old Navy man opened up to see a relieving face... or two.
"So you're Colin?" the old man asked.
"Yep." the gamer replied.
"And you are?" Murray asked.
"Sir! Security Recruit Jesse McGrath sir!" the brunette replied with a salute.
"At ease." the officer replied.
Jesse followed suit and lowered her arm.
"Alright, first thing's first, we need to get communications up and running, so listen up." the grizzled navy man said as he went into his plan.