Otto had decided to stay behind and see if there was a way he could see his admittedly reckless plan through. He really did want to leave and in order to do that he really did need his gun back. Or at least that's what he was telling himself in order to justify even considering creeping into the large guarded tent and stealing his gun back. Fortunately, or very unfortunately depending on how you look at it he didn't get too much longer to dwell on the idea. A vehicle was apparently speeding towards the bases main entrance and before Otto knew it the soldiers had opened fire on the car and Otto had a vehicle coming at him at over a hundred miles per hour. Whether it was adrenaline, years of reflex training or a fierce mix of both Otto didn't know but he managed to dive and roll out of the cars path in the nick of time. He watched from his ass as the car continued on, flipped over and flattened another civilian. It was a gruesome sight.

Otto couldn't afford to stare too long however as he heard the sound of the feral people getting closer and closer. Quickly getting to his feet he rushed towards and into the tent in which held the bases confiscated weapons. It was a crazy sight; the tent was jam packed full of weaponry. Otto went along the isles as fast as he could trying to find the Glock 17 with his name tag on. Just when it seemed impossible Otto spotted the barrel of a Glock sticking out from underneath an assault rifle and quickly pulled the weapon and tag out from underneath. When it read Otto Olson he barely managed to stop himself from shouting out in momentary and misplaced joy. 

He took the two magazines next to the weapon and slotted one inside, quickly going through the motions of loading the handgun. For a couple of seconds he thought about taking the rifle but quickly decided against it. He was used to the handgun by now but had never even fired a rifle. It was a bad idea through and through. Then another thought crossed his mind, he had the urge to try and find Johnny's weapon and then try to find him again but there were obvious flaws in the plan straight up. Firstly it would be chaos trying to find him in the camp right now and secondly he didn't remember what kind of weapon Johnny's even was, or whether the subject had even come up. He didn't think it had. 

With his business concluded and nothing more he could do Otto rushed out of the tent, being shocked still for a few moments at the sight of the chaos. There was no way he was getting out of the main entrance; it was jammed packed with crazies fighting their way in. With no other option in sight Otto ran deeper into the camp, hoping and praying that he could find a vehicle or another way out.