"Just fucking kill them!" Bakker roared from his crawl under the Nimr, the heavy calibre bullets creating somewhat of a localized sandstorm for the operators which rather unfortunately sent many grains into his mouth as he spoke. Spitting them out in anger he crawled on. While at his angle he was fairly confident he was safe from the heavy fire of the HMG, he nevertheless waited for it to be directed somewhere specific so that he could do his little dirty deed. Thankfully, he was provided a distraction by the Russian operator who seemed much braver than the rest who at most offered a few moments of blind fire. The fire of both the sniper and the AK hit their targets, but the only report they'd have of what happened on the other end would be from great sparks leaping off of the locals' bodies; they hit plate carriers which were rifle rated, likely class 6 by Russian standard or 4 per NATO given how they barely even flinched at the hits. Nevertheless the rather accurate return fire that they returned gave them pause, which combined with their now largely exhausted magazines left Hypatia with much needed breathing space. 

At the same time, Bakker was finally able to poke out with his SKS and unload his entire stripper clip. Two shots into either tire, along with two into either headlight with the rest were aimed as high as possible to the point he couldn't see the weapon with the hope of by chance getting some crucial hit on the engine; hope of course, was something people tended to have in vain as the situation proved. At least he succeeded in removing the lighting for the flatbed, along with its lighting that was serving a double purpose of blinding the Ares operators and having the gunner not be entirely blind in between the many second bursts he would let out from his gun. The vehicle was now immobile and would be far slower to react to any shooting and it would do so far less accurately, but that didn't magically make the 12.7 HMG into a .22 plinker. Brick wondered if he'd have to give the order for the South African to use his grenade launcher; he would really rather not, but if this encounter dragged on it may well end up being unnecessary for no doubt the sounds of this little warzone along with the accompanying lightshow would eventually catch somebody's attention.