"Rabbani, go and shoot out the tires of the other cars quickly!"
"Okay!"
Rabbani hurriedly took aim with his gun and shot out all the tires of the vehicles under the trees.
Song Heping checked the ammunition reserve in the vehicle.
Aside from the ammunition box already loaded on the Desheka Heavy Machine Gun, there were five additional boxes in the vehicle.
This meant that together with the ammunition box on the machine gun, he had a total of 300 bullets.
It should be enough to hold them off for a while.
By this time, the militants from the Revolutionary Brigade inside the cave had finally realized what was happening.
They had run away!
And they had already escaped from the cave.
Only corpses were left in the weapons room.
The assailants had fled through the ventilation ducts.
All the armed personnel began to swarm towards the cave entrance, attempting to intercept them.
The first wave of militants barely made it out of the entrance before they could identify Song Heping's position, and they were met with a hail of 12.7mm Desheka warhead bullets.
Boom boom boom—
Boom boom boom—
Boom boom boom—
The sound of the Desheka Heavy Machine Gun was very dull.
But its power was anything but small.
Several militants who had just run out of the cave were skewered by machine gun bullets like candied haw on a stick.
The Desheka Heavy Machine Gun could easily hit targets at 1500 meters and pierce through the side armor of average armored vehicles without a problem.
What more when hitting human bodies?
The most badass bullets went straight through three people.
The blood didn't just splatter, it was blasted out.
Those who had not yet exited the cave were splattered with blood as they reached the entrance and swiftly retreated backwards.
Kawasi, holding his gun, barked madly at the doorway, "Get out! Get out! They're at the parking lot, there's only three of them!"
Meanwhile, those militants hiding by the wall at the entrance didn't dare to step forward and were inwardly cursing up a storm.
Go out?!
Charge?!
If you're so capable, you go out and charge!
12.7mm bullets, for God's sake!
A grazing shot could sever limbs, a hit to the torso meant certain death; slaughterhouses killing pigs didn't turn out corpses as fast as these bullets did.
Seeing that his men didn't dare to charge, Kawasi was out of options.
He too knew that the machine gun at the doorway was not to be trifled with.
Now he suddenly realized there were too few exits here.
"Go to the back escape tunnel! We can circle around from there!"
Kawasi had finally seen the light.
Of course, the cave wouldn't have just one exit.
They had dug two other escape tunnels in case of emergency.
Now, these were finally coming in handy.
Only now, to reach the backup tunnel, they had to run back, wasting quite a bit of time in the process.
Over at Song Heping's side, Mist had finally got the vehicle started.
Hearing the roaring engine, Mist burst into laughter, glanced at the dashboard to ensure there was plenty of fuel, and immediately shifted gears quickly, flipping the vehicle from its original position.
That maneuver almost sent Song Heping flying.
Now it was Song Heping's turn to curse.
Pounding on the cab, he yelled, "Lao Mi, can you drive more steadily? Do you think you're in a movie or something, flipping the car like that!"
Mist laughed heartily, feeling extremely happy even while being scolded.
After all, everything was going smoothly.
It seemed they could make it out.
How could he not be happy?