Chapter 946 - 883: Blood-Red Breakout

When the soldier stepped forward to cuff Song Heping, a deafening explosion suddenly erupted from the east side of the base.

Boom——

An RPG rocket, from out of nowhere, accurately struck the armored vehicle sealed at the camp gate. As the fireball rose, gunshots rang out like a torrential downpour.

The government army soldiers on the sentry towers around the camp were hit one after another, screaming as they fell from the high buildings, crashing heavily to the ground, their skulls shattered.

The surrounding government soldiers were instantly thrown into panic.

These poorly trained rabble ultimately lacked training skills.

They were so caught off guard by the sudden attack that they didn't even know where to point their guns.

"Enemy! The enemy!"

Screams echoed from the guard troops outside the camp.

Amid the soldiers surrounding Song Heping and others in the camp, some began to panic and move towards the buildings and tents, instinctively searching for cover.

The government soldier who had just snatched Song Heping's satellite phone turned to look towards the direction of the camp gate.

This mere few seconds of confusion was already enough for Song Heping.

To not resist now would truly lead only to a dead end.

The contents of Lumar's call had already pushed everyone to the brink.

No matter how unwilling Song Heping was, he had to fight for his life now.

"Kill them!"

Song Heping struck the guard's throat with his elbow, seized the AKM assault rifle, and rolled swiftly under the vehicle.

Ratatatat——

Ratatatat——

Several bullets chased and hit the car door.

Some of the government soldiers realized what was happening and turned their guns towards Song Heping's position, opening fire.

All the Special Forces soldiers quickly reacted.

Although all of them were injured, at the brink of life and death, they still burst out with astonishing combat power and reaction speed.

Before those government soldiers could fully grasp the situation, Gabri had already retaken control of the machine gun on the roof of one of the jeeps and began to fire ferociously at the surrounding area.

Ratatatatat——

Ratatatatatatat——

It was no longer necessary to aim by now.

The distance between both sides was less than twenty meters.

The government soldiers formed a circle like rice ready to be harvested in a paddy field, falling one after another under the machine gun barrage.

Everyone fought desperately, picking up the weapons they had just dropped and began counterattacking.

Although the government soldiers lost at least twenty to thirty men in that short moment of confusion, there were many of them after all, with more than a hundred soldiers surrounding the convoy.

They, too, began raising their guns and firing.

The gunfire was deafening, screams echoed all around.

The government army, the mercenaries from the "Musician" defense...

The smell of blood soon wafted into the air, the surroundings engulfed in a rain of blood.

Song Heping at this point couldn't concern himself with his own side's casualties.

He wasn't even clear on who exactly was attacking the camp from outside to rescue him.

But judging from the gunfire outside, it seemed to be troops who had received rigorous training.

Definitely not the government army of the Sen Republic.

After removing more than a dozen government soldiers in front of him, Song Heping saw that massive backside — yes, it was Wula.

This general, accustomed to a life of ease, had allowed himself to become a 200-pound fat man.

Fleeing was the most disadvantageous for a fat man.

Not only a huge target but also extremely slow.

"Die."

Song Heping didn't hesitate, lying under the wheel, firing a short burst at his fat back.

Ratatatat——

With three shots, Wula toppled face-first into the dust, immediately becoming a corpse.

The situation had reversed.

The camp had long since descended into chaos.

Song Heping took a moment to observe, confirmed the path ahead was safe, and immediately crawled out from under the vehicle, shouting, "Get in the car! Withdraw!"

"The wheels are blown! They can't move!"

Someone shouted back.

"Gabri! Three o'clock direction! Cover fire!"

Song Heping shouted, using a long burst to take out the nearest searchlight.

Hunter immediately understood, firing a short burst at another searchlight.

Ratatatat——

With the last searchlight extinguished, the camp plunged into darkness.

"Gabri!"

Song Heping called out again.

But Gabri didn't respond.

Song Heping moved around the vehicle, coming to the jeep with the rooftop machine gun.

Gabri was lying on the roof, as if asleep.

Blood oozed slowly from his body, dripping along the rooftop to the ground.

"Damn it!"

He clenched his teeth and cursed.

A quick glance around showed that more than half of the remaining dozen or so Special Forces soldiers had been wounded or killed.

By another jeep, Collins was clutching his abdomen, sitting beside a wheel, while Klein was struggling to drag him onto the vehicle...

White Bear shoved the Queen into the car, standing at the car door as a human shield, firing violently at the front. His arms and legs were riddled with bullet holes, bleeding profusely...

"Smoke bombs!"

Song Heping threw out a smoke bomb.

Then several others also threw smoke bombs.

Though the smoke obscured the vision of the surrounding government soldiers, the convoy's position was extremely unfavorable, situated in the open space at the center, even though the government soldiers had dispersed, they were coming from all directions.

They had started regaining their senses, hiding beside buildings and tents, shooting at the convoy using available cover.

If it went on like this, everyone would die...

"FUCK!"

A miserable scream came from beside him, and Song Heping quickly turned his head to look.

A bullet had pierced Hunter's arm, blood spurted out, covering his face, making him look contorted and terrifying.

Song Heping quickly moved over, climbed into the car, and pulled Hunter inside.

"I'll take over, you stay hidden!"

"Boss, if this continues, we're all dead!"

"I know!"

Song Heping grabbed the machine gun, while firing wildly, yelling, "Everyone get inside the cars! Use the vehicles to counterattack!"

These jeeps had been modified, outfitted with steel plates to enhance bulletproof capabilities.

Though they couldn't withstand bullets with high power, they could at least hold against 7.62 caliber bullets for a while.

Everyone clambered into the cars.

Song Heping fired a sweep, taking down another dozen or so government soldiers before getting hit in the chest, sending him reeling back inside the car.

"Shit..."

Song Heping touched the impact area.

Fortunately, the bulletproof plate held up.

The car echoed with metallic clinks, the Warhead striking it sparked brilliantly.

"Damn... we're going to die here, it's so unsatisfying..."

Hunter leaned against the car door, struggling to change the magazine with one hand.

"If they bring out those large caliber machine guns, we're all dead..."

"Hang in there."

Song Heping listened intently to the distant gunfire outside the camp.

The intensity of the gunfire seemed to be increasing, indicating that the reinforcements outside were clearly gaining the upper hand.

Maybe there was still hope...

Boom——

The earthen wall on the east side of the base was blasted open with a large hole, and amidst the swirling dust, several jeeps charged in.

Behind him, the remainder of the Special Forces had broken a hole through the government soldiers' encirclement, gaining control of a section of the wall.

"Song! This way!"

A jeep pulled up next to Song Heping's car.

Ferrari pushed open the car door, beckoning them.