Song Heping had just jumped into the car when bullets rained down on the car door, clanging loudly.
Even though he was a seasoned warrior, this time Song Heping was shocked into cold sweat.
After so many battles, this was the most aggrieved and disadvantageous one.
It felt like being suppressed completely, not daring to lift his head.
"Hunter is still in the car!"
Song Heping pushed open the car door again, waved to Hunter in the opposite car, and shouted, "Come over!"
After saying that, he raised his gun and fiercely fired at a nearby gun position, directly suppressing them.
Hunter gritted his teeth and struggled to prop himself up, suddenly darting through the open car door towards Song Heping.
He had just jumped in when he screamed miserably.
Song Heping quickly dragged him into the car, hands feeling a moist sensation.
Blood!
He didn't even need to look to know it was blood.
But now there was no time to check Hunter's injuries.
"Are you okay?!"
"Okay... I can hold on!"
Hunter was already taking deep breaths as he answered.
This meant he was using his breathing to suppress his pain.
"Is everyone in the car?!"
Song Heping leaned against the car window while shooting and shouted loudly.
"In the car!"
It's unclear who yelled a reply from the car behind.
Now it was impossible to count the number of people.
The two ends of the Ferrari are bulletproof, but already scarred, and the windshield had shattered into a cobweb pattern, hindering the view ahead.
"Let's retreat!"
Song Heping decisively made the decision.
The Ferrari shifted gears, stepping hard on the accelerator.
The bulletproof modified Jeep suddenly turned around, charging towards the broken camp wall gap in the rain of bullets.
Bam—
Suddenly, Song Heping felt a warmth on his left shoulder.
A bullet hole appeared on the windshield.
A sniper rifle bullet penetrated the already strained glass, entering the cabin and taking away a piece of flesh from Song Heping's shoulder.
Sniper had them targeted!
Song Heping was undoubtedly the prime target.
The Ferrari sharply steered, skidding in the rain of bullets.
At this moment, another sniper bullet hit the car, the side window glass shattered into pieces.
"Hold on tight!" The Ferrari slammed the gas, steering the Jeep to charge toward the wall gap again.
Song Heping clenched his teeth until they clicked.
He saw the sniper on the wall not far away.
Just as he had reminded Wula before, this guy was wearing jungle camo decidedly out of place with the environment.
"Go to hell!"
Song Heping mounted his gun on the car frame, starting to aim at the opponent.
On the wall top, the sniper scope's reflection flashed.
The opponent was also aiming at him.
Bang bang bang—
Song Heping fired first.
Dust exploded around the sniper.
He was clearly startled.
He hadn't expected Song Heping to shoot accurately and quickly even when injured and driving!
In just that moment of hesitation.
The sniper was already contemplating retreat, intending to escape.