“Well there really is no rest for the wicked then”. He would leap to the side as turret fire rains down on him. His face would get hit so many times that when he jumps away you can see metal were bones would usually be. His right leg is also bleeding like crazy making it nearly impossible for him to walk. So when he lands from his jump he would limp over to where the ships cockpit would be and shoot the view screen allowing him to crawl into the cockpit and frantically look for any explosive, guns, even things that could heal him. But he also hoped to find the ships crew.