It's late morning. The fog is thick around the lake, the water gray as it tears past the speeding boat. A few moments later they burst out of the lake and high into the air, engines squealing. Then the jet planes roar by, spewing missiles. Other boats emerge from the fog behind.
Guns pierce the fog with fire.
Duke never takes off his shades. George Broussard calmly turned Duke Nukem around and started blasting away. Jets exploded into huge fireballs, the debris splashing into the water as the boat roared on. The jet skis circled Duke's boat like angry hornets. One of the other ships roared a little too close and Duke put the smack down, shattering it in a massive fireball.