The truck shook violently, and the glass of Song Heping's window suddenly shattered, a wave of heat assaulting him from the back of the truck.
Turning his head, Song Heping saw that the truck had burst into flames, becoming a "fire train."
To his surprise, the truck's power system wasn't damaged and it still could move!
"White Bear, follow the vehicle! Retreat quickly!"
Song Heping lightly pressed on the accelerator, shielding the Seal Team members' line of sight with the truck body, and continued to move forward.
White Bear didn't even bother to ask if Song Heping was injured at this point.
Opportunities in battle often vanish in the blink of an eye.
He hastily picked up Grey Wolf from the ground, who screamed in pain.
"Endure it!"
After saying this, White Bear hoisted Grey Wolf onto his shoulder like a sack of flour and ran.
Bullets didn't stop coming, still continuously hitting the truck.
The M72 rocket launcher had already taken out the back board, and made the truck's partition cave in but, fortunately, it didn't fall off, so the bullets still couldn't penetrate the vehicle into the driver's cabin.
However, with the fuel tank leaking and the truck on fire, how much longer it would last was anyone's guess, Song Heping included.
The Seal Team actually came off worse in this exchange of fire.
Although Lawson hit the truck with an M72 rocket launcher, it didn't cause fatal damage, and instead he exposed himself and was taken down by Hunter with a single shot.
Captain Harold reached Lawson's side and found a wound in his throat, from which blood was continuously oozing.
Lawson was unlucky.
If Hunter's shot had hit the body or even the head, he wouldn't have died.
After all, the bulletproof vests and helmets used by the Seal Team members were top-notch in protective capability.
Regrettably, the shot happened to strike at the very top of the tactical vest, grazing the edge of the bulletproof plate and going straight through, severing the carotid artery.
Before Harold could get out the hemostatic dressings and fillers, Lawson had already passed away.
As of now, the Seal Team had one injured and one dead.
Harold, infuriated, punched the nearby tree trunk.
A frustration surged into his head that he couldn't quite articulate.
"Hold them off! Don't let them escape!"
With now only four members still combat-capable in the six-man squad, Harold's ferocious shout was sadly of no use.
Because the people they were up against were not some ragtag army.
They were all top-notch soldiers, originating from Russian paratroopers and Foreign Legion Paratroopers, including a top sergeant from the Selection and Training Unit 203.
At the moment, both sides had four men, with no side holding an advantage.
Song Heping had seen this clearly and knew it was a good opportunity to escape.
If he missed this chance, once the reinforcements from the Civilian Military arrived and Grey Wolf hadn't been evacuated, there would likely be no opportunity to get away.
White Bear finally managed to extricate himself from the situation.
Song Heping drove the truck into a ditch by the road, and then, exiting from the other side, ran into the jungle.
"Let me see."
He ran over and crouched beside Grey Wolf to check his wound.
Grey Wolf had already fallen into a coma, a result of blood loss and pain.
It was clear he was severely injured, and Song Heping saw something white in the wound, feeling as if his heart was being squeezed at the sight of it, and a heavy discomfort took hold.
That was fragments of bone.
This shot had shattered the leg bone along with it.
A surge of killing intent, like a gushing spring, became uncontrollable.
"Disaster Star, White Bear, follow the original plan and retreat north. Hunter and I will hold them off. The way out has been marked to the left on your GPS, follow it and you will definitely meet the people coming for us."
"Boss! Come back alive!"
White Bear heavily slapped Song Heping on the shoulder.
"Stop wasting time like a girl here, remember, just escape!"
The two teams split up.
"Boss, what do we do now?"
"Let's hold them back for now."
Song Heping gestured with his hand: "Follow me."
Under the cover of darkness, the two quickly slipped into the jungle and soon vanished into the night.
An hour later, the three-way intersection where the battle had taken place had completely quieted down.