Hendrix readied the minigun for another burst, sighting the plexan-shielded macroglass of the rear window. Perhaps the plexan would hold for a few seconds, but this was a minigun. He fired, rocking the Americar again, hearing Layla curse because it ruined her aim on the driver. Then the sound of the Vengeance gun deafened him, just before his audio limiters cut it off.