The ferocious firepower made Lara Croft couldn't help but let out an exclamation. The automatic ammunition supply system continuously fed the bomb chain into the heavy explosive bombs, and then the heavy explosive bombs spit them out at a speed that was difficult for ordinary people to see. It was huge.
The bullet casings hit the roof of the bumpy armored vehicle like raindrops and scattered on the roadside. "This is a machine gun!" Camilla put her head next to the shooting hole, raised her head and shouted at Lara Croft.
Said, "This is a machine gun!"
"I know!" the archaeologist said excitedly. Although the recoil was reduced by the bracket, the feedback on the grip still made Lara Croft's palms numb. This weapon is more powerful than the Vulcan on the gunship.
The machine gun was much more powerful. Whether it was a rock or a tree where the gun pointed, everything was blown into indistinguishable pieces. Even a pickup truck of a drug cartel following behind was torn into burning wreckage.
"The firepower is very powerful, we can deal with the cartel group's pursuers!"
"I mean, we don't have much ammunition!" Camilla shouted angrily, "Don't hold on to the trigger! The last supply was a month ago!"
Lara Croft stuck out her tongue in embarrassment, relaxed the trigger and started firing.
Even if it was just a burst fire, the firepower advantage brought by the heavy explosive bomb still penetrated another car of the drug cartel. Even the fuel in the fuel tank burned and exploded due to the high temperature released by the armor-piercing high-explosive warhead, and finally turned into twisted combustion.
The charred black steel and oil smoke rising into the sky were like the smoke from ancient wars, guiding their position.
More and more pickup trucks passed through the thick black smoke, speeding on the muddy road covered with weeds. The rapidly rotating wheels kicked up the dirt.
The gun shot in the direction. The gloomy sky poured down rain again as usual, shrouding the whole world in a curtain of water. The rain poured in from the machine gun position where Lara Croft leaned out half her body. Archeology
At first, Jia wanted to use her own eyes to search for traces of the enemy, but the increasingly heavy rain made it difficult for her to open her eyes, so she finally had to close the roof hatch and retract into the crew cabin.
The dirt on her face and hair was wet, and Lara Croft now looked even more embarrassed than before.
The armored vehicle gradually slowed down and changed from rapid speed to normal driving. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and was glad that they did not need to wear a helmet all the time. Although the gunfire from behind gradually became sparse, Camilla did not relax her vigilance.
The air in the passenger compartment was still humid and hot. With the help of the weak roof light and the light of the flashlight, Lara Croft took a short rest and began to study the slate in her seat. She used dirty words to
Her fingers wiped away the soil on the stone slab, and the ancient characters stood out like braille under her fingers. She kept trying to read these hieroglyphics, and strange intermittent pronunciations came out of her mouth.
"This thing should be worth the risk we take," Camilla said. She and her team members used the handheld suture machine and powder from the medical supply bag to bandage the wounds, and then took out emergency protein rations from the marching supply bag.
The sticks started to eat. They didn’t know whether the group of drug traffickers would continue to follow, and they were far less familiar with the nearby terrain than the locals, so they had to rush back to the towns controlled by the Eternal City overnight to get a safe rest. "We
Now that we are out of the Eternal City's sphere of influence, we don't have any help until the next supply arrives." Camilla looked serious, "There are no black armored guards, no imperial guards, and no ground attack aircraft."
"We need to find the altar where Quetzalcoatl awakens." Lara Croft did not raise her head. She was very sure that she would not hesitate to shoot at the drug dealers occupying the ruins to drive them away, but also to obtain the stone tablet in the ruins, because before
The clues she obtained led her to the site of a sacrificial ceremony deep in the primeval forest. She had just confirmed that this was an inscription in the Cholti language. Interpreting this extinct written inscription required a lot of work and references. Her portable information
The documents collected in the library are not enough to fully interpret this fragment. It must be interpreted in conjunction with the photos she took in the past and the cultural relics she obtained.
Linguists and technicians in the Immortal City are compiling a Cholti translation software, but so far they have not obtained enough data, and Lara Croft knows that her current progress is not enough to meet the sponsor's goals.
She knew that her sponsor wanted to prevent Quetzalcoatl from awakening and prevent the great flood that might sweep the world. Her immortal, charming, and wise sponsor had already known this before she read the other tablets.
impending disaster.
"So did you find it?"
"I don't know, I need more information." Lara Croft opened her phone and looked at the photos she had taken before, "I need more information and documents. Maybe... we need to return to that ruins. There are
More of what we want."
Camilla did not object, but remained silent. She looked at her companions, knowing that the warriors who were also covered in mud nodded, she then looked back at the always energetic archaeologist. "Okay, but we need
Rest." Camilla said, "We don't know which cartel group's drug manufacturing factory we have interfered with. If those people get the information, they will not be the only ones who come to track us down."
Before this, Camilla didn't care about the so-called Quetzalcoatl at all.
The owner of the Immortal City promised her to make her motherland what she wanted it to be, without cartels, corrupt politicians, exploitation and oppression, lies and ignorance. For a year, Immortal
The order and peace created by the city far exceeded the chaos caused by the anti-government forces she had participated in. New ideas began to spread. The oppressed took up arms to defend their homes, and the guerrillas who went astray and collaborated with drug traffickers were eliminated.
The rebels who obeyed the new ideas were annihilated and gathered under the banner of order.
This is the scene that Camilla has dreamed of, all thanks to the Eternal City's attention to the archaeologist in front of it. But the long time spent with Lara Croft and the archaeological experience made Camilla more aware of what she saw.
She had a new perspective on the matter, so much so that she completely changed her original dismissive attitude towards Lara Croft's work. She knew that there were supernatural powers in the world - the device that Agent Coulson once seized was Nazi's external
Star technology, rather than supernatural power - the owner of the Immortal City is the user of this power, and the Quetzalcoatl they are looking for is also a terrifying beast in mythology. For a greater goal, the owner of the Immortal City, she
The motherland is also among the protected ones, and this alone is enough for Camilla and her companions to swear allegiance to the master of the Eternal City.
Camilla and her companions hid the armored vehicle in the dense forest and used camouflage awnings in the small cargo hold to decorate the dark armored vehicle. Then Camilla arranged for the manpower to be sentry and take turns, while Lara Croft continued to stay.
In the crew cabin, the deciphering work continued through the light of the flashlight and the documents in the database. "Where have you been?" Camilla lowered her voice. The giant in golden power armor pushed aside the leaves and walked away from the shadows.
Come out. "We need help."
"I know." Supiluliumas whispered. The huge shadow still shrouded him, and the helmet with unclear expression made him look like a beast lurking in the forest. "But my lord needs it.
Serve, the task priority he gives is much higher than yours."
"Okay, what's next?"
"I will stay here, waiting for His arrival." Supiluliumas said, "Our Lord is about to visit Cuba, and he will use a state visit as an excuse to break away from the team and come here. He will be with Laura
·Croft rendezvous, before that, I need Lara Croft to produce a result that satisfies my Lord."