Frankie caught the gun that Wiggy tossed to her, and, twirling it in her fingers, ran to the nearest hatch to see what she could. Spying a car full of bandits outside, she slipped open the hatch and started firing wildly at them. Frankie was never a terribly discriminate shot, but she knew that if she kept shooting she'd blow out one of their tires or something fairly soon.<br/><br/>Laughing like a madwoman, she sprayed bullets at the bandits' car, drawing their attention (and consequently their fire. She ducked back into the hatch as they drew a bead on her and locked it shut. The heavy armor of the truck absorbed their small arms fire, and Frankie ran down the corridors, ducking and weaving past the rest of the crew, as she headed for the next hatch.<br/><br/>She repeated the maneuver several times, eventually abandoning one side of the Titan and running to the other, not surprised to see that the bandits' smaller, faster vehicles had surrounded them. This time, she had more success, and she blew out one of the tires of their truck, leaving it slowly drifting behind them and out of range. As she pulled herself back inside, she realized that she was out of ammo, and went back to the garage in search of more. She was pretty sure they stored bullets in one of the crates that littered the area.