Tank strolled down the final hallway annoyed at how long and incredibly similar the corridors were. Just then he got a codec call from Scottacon, "I got an ID on that important looking guy. He's Bobo Kerrswimovitch. Dumb name I know, but watch out for him and his guys!"

"OK Scottacon. Thanks for the heads-up. Speaking of which…"

Tank pulled his USP and head-shotted a soldier about to call for backup. That could have easily been a boss battle, Tank thought to himself as he turned the handle for the door and stepped inside.

Just after he was through, an enemy soldier sealed the door tightly, locking Tank inside. He was approached by another camouflaged veteran who startled him. "Huh? Sillyshaska? What are you doing here?" The other man answered him with a lethal bullet to the brain and the unnamed soldier fell into a pool of his own blood.

In the first hold Tank was contacted by Scottacon via the codec, "okay Tank listen up! You need to get to the third hold and get the pictures of the new Metal Gear before the speech is over – that should be in six or seven minutes. Go quickly…and don't kill any marines! We're not terrorists!" Tank grunted at the final remark and set off down the ladder.

Inside the third hold Tank was astonished by the size of the new Metal Gear RAY, "I'm astonished!"

"Remember Tank," Scottacon reminded him, "we need 4 pictures – the front, left side, right side and the 'MARINES' insignia. Got it? Go!" Tank was about to set off when he noticed another camera on the floor nearby. He soon discovered that it had all the 4 pictures he needed and some he…wanted. He plugged the camera into the upload station and sent the pictures to Scottacon.

"Ah good, you got all the pictures. And some…others. Yeah…I'll back these up just in case. Oh shit!"

"What is it Scottacon?"

"The speech is about to finish! Get the fuck outta there!"

Tank was about to scarper when the speech finished and the marines saluted the man who had made the speech, Simo Dolph. There was slow, sarcastic clapping from behind RAY and another familiar face appeared. "Excellent speech, my friend. Gift of the fat head! They say it's the mark of a good officer – and of a batty crease!"

Simo spun around, "who the…?"

"Let me introduce myself. I am Sillyshaska! Also called Revolver…"

Tank said it at the time as him, "Scottelot!" Poorly rendered images flashed through Tank's mind. "That was unnecessary!" he remarked.

Before the marines could act, Bobo grabbed Simo and put a gun to his head. Scottelot continued as soldiers slid down from above with cables, "this ship now has enough 'ticky-ticky boom boom' to blow it the FUCK up! Also, we'll kill Dolph if you care that much!" The marines shook their heads in unison. The enemy soldiers set about detaching RAY as Tank found a new hiding place behind a large container.

When RAY had been released of its cables Scottelot raised his arms in delight, "all mine at last!" He turned and saw Bobo's confused face.

"But Sillyshaska…you said we'd use it together to destroy BHS!"

Scottelot mock-sighed and said sarcastically "oh dear - I forgot about that." Scottelot raised his SAA and fired at Bobo and his captive, "so will you!" The round penetrated both men and they collapsed as Scottelot laughed and headed to the upper level.

Explosives went off and seawater leaked into the tanker as Tank headed to confront Scottelot. He stopped and looked up to see him shaking and convulsing. 'Scottelot' peeled back his right sleeve to show a bulging, muscular arm and he spoke with a different voice. "Brother! So glad you could make it to the shindig!"

Tank was shocked to hear the voice again, "Liquid Drewbo?! How the fuck…"

The devilishly handsome Scottelot/Drewbo combo replied, "well since Scottelot's father was a medium and I'm so damn cool I stayed dormant in my arm waiting to awaken. Thanks brother!" Liquid Scottelot leapt into the cockpit and fired a laser at the tanker wall. "I hope this is the swimming one…anyway…" he began as he slapped Andrew W.K.'s 'Get ready to die' into RAY's CD player, "get ready to die bro!"

There were more explosions and more seawater flooded in as Revolver Drewbo sang along to the lyrics, "we'll take on anyone!" The hull split open further, Tank stumbled back to the railings and marines flew through the air. "It's really nothing new… Kerrswimovitch and Simo's last thoughts were about their daughters. Drewbo/Scottelot continued, "its just a thing we like to do!" Tank fell backwards into the rising seawater as RAY headed to the surface, "you better get ready to die, get ready to die!"

Tank made it to the surface where the 2 halves of the tanker were sinking. "You better get ready to kill, get ready to kill!" RAY stood on the tanker halves and looked down on Tank before backflipping off into the ocean, "you betta get ready to run 'cause here we come!" Tank was sucked underwater and Scottacon screamed his name as Scottelot finished, "you betta get ready to die, get ready to die!"

RAY swam to the base as Scottelot spoke to over the radio, "yes, I have the weapon. Everything went as planned and I'm on my way…Mr President!"