Right! Time to get all the weapons, put them in the tank, and drive off! You try to figure out how to drive the tank. You start it up, and seem to be doing fairly well. You begin to drive off. This is gonna be so much fun! You use your toes to keep driving while you exit the port and start firing at whatever civilians are still left. You murder all of them, while yelling "GOD WILL NOT HELP YOU HERE!". Killcount: 57. You keep heading out of town toward whatever military base is here. You can't find any pillowcases for the guns, though. And, looking at the map inside the tank, there aren't any military bases in Podunk, Kansas. Seriously, that's the town's name.
Right, so... You stop the tank, and strip the tank of all it's parts. You then look around for pink paint. You find a can of red paint. That won't do.
You start thinking. What was the point of this? Did you just go mad for no readily apparent reason? You must have some sort of a reason...
Perhaps this madness lurked within you all this time. While you worked at the office, you remember sometimes wondering what you would do to your coworkers if you were in charge. It usually ended with you becoming emperor of the universe and torturing them to death.
I guess you were looking for an excuse to go mad, and the madness under that smiling mask you have was ready to strike. And at this point... this is going to end with you in charge or dead.