Due to the machine gunner hiding inside the pickup's cargo space, his view obstructed by the gun barrel and the large ammunition box in front, aiming was sowhat difficult.
Instead of shooting at the machine gunner, Song Heping decisively aid at the windshield and sprayed a burst of bullets.
Splatters of blood plasma appeared on the shattered windshield, and under Song Heping's attack, the lead vehicle lost control, crashing at high speed into a small sand dune beside it, sending the pickup flying into the air.
The machine gunner scread as he was flung out into the air, screaming in the moonlight as he was hurled seven or eight ters away, headfirst into the sand.
The Hunter began attacking another pickup at the sa ti.
But right now, his M24 sniper rifle was at a slight disadvantage.
Although the place wasn't mountainous, the undulating sandy roads also made aiming points extrely hard to control, rendering the bolt-action sniper rifle ineffective at utilizing its advantage.
Just this mont's delay allowed two Desheka Machine Gun bullets to hit the Lincoln armored vehicle where the Hunter was, striking the rear wheels.
The large-caliber machine gun bullets penetrated directly through the tires and the rims.
The Lincoln SUV jolted violently, and the driver Klein felt the steering wheel suddenly beco harder to control, with the rear of the vehicle starting to skid and sway.
"We've been hit! Where did it land?!"
He roared while driving.
Disaster Star, sitting in the backseat, shouted, "Seems like we were hit in the rear. I don't know exactly where."
"Control the car; I can't aim properly!"
The Hunter, who was half exposed on the car roof, also felt the violent shaking of the vehicle, making it impossible to aim and shoot.
Luckily, the vehicle was a bulletproof special edition, and the tires were run-flat types that could maintain a speed of over 60 kiloters per hour even after being punctured for an hour.
However, the bullets from the Desheka Machine Gun were of such high caliber that they had penetrated not just the tires but the rims as well, causing the vehicle to show signs of loss of control.
"Why are their vehicles slowing down?!"
Collins, driving another Lincoln armored vehicle, noticed Klein's car had problems.
"They've probably been shot."
Before Song Heping could finish speaking, Klein's vehicle had already slowed down from over eighty to just above sixty kiloters per hour, then quickly dropped to twenty to thirty kiloters per hour, and finally stopped on the side of the road.
"Hunter, why have you stopped?!"
"We've been hit! Looks like the rear rims and the chassis were penetrated. We can't drive anymore."
"Pull over; I'll cover you. Get out and establish a defensive line imdiately!"
"Got it!"
"Collins, turn the car around!"
"What?!"
"Turn it around! Circle around!"
Collins was sowhat stunned upon hearing Song Heping's command.
Turning the car around would an facing the pursuing pickup trucks head-on, wouldn't that be charging into three Desheka Machine Guns?
Nevertheless, as a professional rcenary, he maintained professional discipline. Since Song Heping was the boss, his word was law.
No questions asked, just execute.
"Circle around, don't get too close, don't head-on! Move and engage!"
This ti Collins finally understood.
Klein's car had been forced to stop.
There were only three people in the car.
After disembarking, they needed to occupy a vantage point to establish a defensive line, but the ti before securing such a position was the most vulnerable; everyone was exposed to the enemy's firing range, and just a few bursts of covering fire from the three machine guns could an certain death.
Song Heping's order for him to circle around was essentially using himself as a moving bait to lure the pursuing pickups to attack him.
Even though he was driving a bulletproof car.
Whether it could withstand 12.7mm caliber bullets was entirely uncertain.
Typically, an armored vehicle can withstand 7.62mm caliber bullets with no problem, but against heavy machine guns, the armor could be compromised after just a few hits.
Collins' palms sweated, and his head was heating up.
There was no question about Song Heping as a boss; at a critical mont, he was ready to step up.
But being his subordinate was equally thrilling, constantly wrestling with the Grim Reaper.
The three pickups from behind now noticed that one of the Lincoln SUVs had actually turned around, returning in the sa direction to their right side, leaving the terrorists inside montarily dumbfounded.
"What are they doing?! Are they trying to fight us to the death?"
"They really dare!"
"Quick, report our position, it looks like one of their cars has been hit and stopped."
"Which one should we hit first?"
"Hit the..."
Before the minor boss in the car could finish his command, three 5.56 caliber rifle bullets shattered the car window glass, blowing his head apart.
"Oh! My God!"
The driver next to him scread in fright, nearly losing his grip on the steering wheel.
Nobody expected Song Heping to not only turn around but also to dare to shoot at them.
The machine gunner in the back of the truck who had already aid at Song Heping's SUV and was ready to shoot, was thrown onto his bottom in the bed of the truck as the startled driver swerved wildly, sending the vehicle lurching from side to side.
By the ti he climbed back up to operate the machine gun again, another burst from Song Heping had arrived.
The bullets pierced the machine gunner's chest, and with a scream, he tumbled out of the vehicle.
The other two pickups were now too busy to attack the Hunters, as they realized that Song Heping posed a greater threat to them.
The SUV had already turned around and was circling towards them. Although there was almost a hundred ters between them, the enemy's marksmanship was precise; nearly every burst claid a life, sending chills down their spines.
"Take out that moving SUV first! Quick! Kill him! Concentrate fire, shoot!"
The remaining I5I5 militants shouted loudly, fearing that the machine gunner in the back of the truck would overlook the significant threat posed by Song Heping.
Two Desheka Machine Guns swung towards Song Heping, abandoning the Hunters and aiming instead at him.
Thump thump thump—
Thump thump thump—
The machine gunners frantically pulled the trigger, raining bullets on Song Heping like a downpour.
Dang dang dang—
Dang dang dang—
The bullets struck directly at the body of the vehicle.
Luckily, they were all hitting the rear and front of the car.
Inside the bulletproof car, Collins, who was driving, felt a warm rush of air surging beneath his feet.
Then he saw white steam rise from the engine hood, quickly fogging up the windshield.
"The engine's destroyed!"
He glanced at the tachoter.
The engine speed was rapidly declining.
As was the oil pressure.
Several red lights began to flash on the dashboard.
"Drive as long as we can, hold steady! Buy so ti! Head towards the sand dune nearby to get out!"
Song Heping gave his commands calmly while holding his rifle, though he was also quite nervous inside.
He was relieved that the recent gunfire hadn't hit the middle part of the vehicle, or surely soone would have been injured.
Taking advantage of the car still moving, though losing power, Song Heping emptied a whole magazine of bullets towards the pickup closest to him.
To ensure the enemy was dead for sure, Song Heping fired until the magazine was empty and then swiftly replaced the spent mag.
At this mont, the Lincoln bulletproof car also ca to a complete stop.
"Get out! Get out! Find cover!"
Collins and Jiang Feng, with Latif, got out of the car. Song Heping, having changed his magazine, quickly retreated under the vehicle.
Just as they were trying to retreat behind the sand dunes for cover, the Desheka machine gun on the last pickup truck burst into a frenzy of gunfire.
Bullets hit the body of the car, clanging loudly.
After a few shots, the entire side window was completely destroyed, starting to fall off in large pieces.
"We're trapped! Damn it!"
Jiang Feng crouched by the wheel, shouting to Song Heping, who was similarly crouched at the rear wheel.
"We need to find a way out of here!"
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