John grunted as he was unceremoniously dropped on the floor. Esone was right. The base was beginning to collapse in on itself, its supports bending inward and the walls groaning with the strain. Even then, the last Collectors in the ship fought to their dying breaths, stepping over the bodies of their brethren in a last-ditch attempt to overwhelm the<span style="font-style: italic">Normandy</span>crew.<br/><br/>'Goddamn bugs,' Zaeed muttered. 'Where the bloody hell do they keep coming from?'<br/><br/>The old mercenary tossed a firebomb through the open doors, the ensuing conflagration immolating a clutch of insect warriors. Their position was easily defensible, and the crew put up a veritable wall of gunfire as Shepard's kill-team dropped in. However, there seemed to be no end to the Collectors in this end of the station. Where the Reaper's birthing chamber had been cleansed, the station's main body remained infested. Garrus ducked behind a half-open door to cycle a new heatsink into his rifle. 'This base is coming down around our ears! What's the plan, Commander?'<br/><br/>John sat up and squeezed off a burst from his pistol, kneecapping a team of drones coming around a dead Praetorian. Shepard pulled him up, bringing him to a standing position. 'Any ideas, John?'<br/><br/>'Yeah,' he said. 'In fact, I've got a little thing saved up just for these sorts of occasions.'<br/><br/>'Make it fast.'<br/><br/>'It's a technique that's been passed down my family for generations, Shepard. See those drones? They're choking the passage and they can't give chase. Ceilings are too low for them to fly, and they can't walk.'<br/><br/>'And that means?'<br/><br/>'We use our legs.'<br/><br/>'Our...legs?'<br/><br/>John fired a quartet of inferno rounds at a support beam, bringing it and the ceiling of the corridor down on the drones' heads. It wasn't much, but it would delay the Collectors for a few seconds while he enacted his master plan: he turned and sprinted for the ship.<br/><br/>'RUN TO THE HILLS! RUN FOR YOUR LIVES!'<br/><br/>Shepard stared, dumbfounded and slack-jawed for a moment. Then she realized that they had a small window of opportunity. 'Go! Go!'