Marvel Magic Event Book

Chapter 1215 Jungle Chase (Second Change)

The ferocious firepower made Laura Crawford gasp in amazement. The automatic ammunition supply system continuously feeds the ammunition chain into the heavy bomb, and then the heavy bomb spit it out at a speed that is difficult for ordinary people to see. The bullet casings rained down on the roof of the armored vehicle and sprinkled on the side of the road along with the bumping armored vehicle. "This is a machine gun!" Camilla put her head next to the firing hole, raised her head and shouted at Lara Croft, "This is a machine gun!"

"I know!" said the archaeologist excitedly.Although the recoil was reduced by the bracket, the feedback on the grip still made Lara Croft's palm numb.The power of this weapon is much stronger than the Vulcan machine gun on the armed helicopter. Whether it is a rock or a tree pointed by the gun, it is all blown into a group of indistinguishable fragments, and even a drug cartel following behind His pickup truck was also shredded into burning wreckage, "The firepower is very strong, we can deal with the cartel's pursuers!"

"I mean, we're running out of 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, released the trigger and began to shoot.

Even if it was just a burst of fire, the firepower advantage brought by the heavy explosive bomb still shot through another car of the drug cartel, and even the fuel in the fuel tank burned, exploded, and finally turned into twisted combustion due to the high temperature released by the armor-piercing high-explosive warhead The scorched black steel, the soaring oily smoke, like the smoke of wolf smoke ignited in ancient wars, went straight into the sky to guide their position.

More and more pickup trucks passed through the thick black smoke and galloped on the muddy road covered with weeds. The rapidly spinning wheels rolled up the mud, and the armed personnel in the truck and driver's seat frantically rushed towards the armored personnel carrier. shot in the direction.The gloomy sky once again shed downpours of rain as usual, covering the whole world in a curtain of misty water.The rain poured in from the machine gun position where Laura Croft protruded half of her body. At first, the archaeologist wanted to use her own eyes to search for traces of the enemy, but the increasingly heavy rain made her unable to open her eyes. Had to close the top cover hatch and retract into the crew compartment.

The dirt on her face and hair was wet, and now Lara Croft looked even more embarrassed than before.

The armored vehicle gradually slowed down, and changed from the original speeding to normal driving. Everyone was relieved, thankful that they didn't need to wear helmets all the time.Although the gunshots from behind gradually faded away, Camilla did not relax her vigilance.The air in the passenger compartment was still humid and hot. With the help of the faint roof lights and the light of the flashlight, Lara Croft took a short rest and began to study the slate in her seat.She wiped away the dirt on the stone slab with her dirty fingers, and the ancient writing stood out like Braille under her fingers. She kept trying to read the hieroglyphs, and the strange sounds came out of her mouth in fits and starts.

"It's better that this thing is worth the risk we take," Camilla said.She and her team bandaged the wound with the hand-held suture machine and powder from the medical supply kit, then ate emergency protein ration bars from the marching supply kit.They didn't know whether the gang of drug dealers would continue to follow them, and they were far less familiar with the surrounding terrain than the locals, so they had to rush back overnight to the town controlled by the Immortal City to get a safe rest. "We have now stepped out of the sphere of influence of the Immortal City. We don't have any help until the next supply arrives." Camilla said with a serious expression, "There are no black armor guards, no imperial guards, and no ground attack aircraft."

"We need to find the altar where the Feathered Serpent God awakened." Laura Crawford did not look up, she was sure that she would not hesitate to shoot at the drug dealers occupying the ruins to drive them away, but also to get the stone tablet in the ruins, because before The clues she got led her to this sacrificial ceremony site deep in the primeval forest.She has just confirmed that it is a Cholti inscription. Deciphering this extinct language inscription requires a lot of work and references. The documents contained in her portable database are not enough to fully interpret this fragment. She must combine her past The photos taken and the cultural relics obtained are interpreted.

The linguists and technicians of the Immortal City are compiling a Cholti translation software, but so far they have not obtained enough information, and Laura Croft knows that her current progress is not enough to meet the sponsor's goals.She knew her patron wanted to prevent the Quetzalcoatl from awakening, from the flood that would sweep the world, and her immortal, charming, wise patron knew this long before she deciphered the other steles. impending disaster.

"So did you find it?"

"I don't know, I need more information." Laura Croft turned on her phone and checked the photos she had taken before, "I need more information and documents. Maybe... we need to return to that ruins, where 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, and then she looked back at the always energetic archaeologist. "Yes, but we need to take a break." Camilla said, "We don't know which cartel group's drug factory has been interfered with. If those people get the news, there will not be only a few people who come to track us down."

Before that, Camilla didn't care about the so-called Feathered Serpent at all.

The master of the Immortal City promised her to make her country what she wanted it to be, free from cartels, corrupt politicians, exploitation and oppression, lies and ignorance.For a year, the order and peace created by the Immortal City far surpassed the chaos created by the rebels she once participated in. New ideas began to spread, and the oppressed took up arms to defend their homes The guerrillas who went astray and joined forces with drug dealers were wiped out, and the rebels who obeyed new ideas gathered under the banner of order.

This is the sight that Camilla dreamed of, all thanks to the importance that the Immortal City attaches to the archaeologist in front of him.But the long-term relationship with Laura Crawford and archaeological experience gave Camilla a new perspective on what she saw, so that she completely changed her original contemptuous attitude towards Laura Crawford's work.She knows that there are supernatural powers in this world-the device that Agent Coulson once seized is Nazi alien technology, not supernatural power-the owner of the Immortal City is the user of this power, and the feathered snake they are going to find Gods are also terrifying beasts in myths and stories.For a greater purpose, the master of the Immortal City, her motherland is also among the ranks of protection, and this alone is enough for Camilla and her companions to swear allegiance to the Master of the Immortal City.

Camilla and her companions hid the armored vehicle in the dense forest, and used the camouflage rain cloth in the small cargo compartment to decorate the black armored vehicle.Immediately afterwards, Camilla arranged for manpower to guard and rest, while Laura Crawford continued to stay in the crew cabin, continuing to decipher through the light of the flashlight and the documents in the database. "Where did you go!" Camilla lowered her voice.The giant in golden power armor pushed aside the leaves and stepped out of the shadows. "We need help."

"I know." Supilulius murmured.A huge shadow still enveloped him, and the helmet and visor whose expression could not be seen clearly made him look like a beast lurking in the forest. "But my lord needs to serve, and the task he gives is much higher priority than you."

"Okay, so what's next?"

"I will stay here and wait for His arrival," Supilulius Mas said. "My Lord is going to visit Cuba. He will leave the team and come here under the pretext of a state visit. He will be with Laura. Crawford joins, before that, I need Laura Crawford to come up with a result that can satisfy my lord."

　Ask for a ticket!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)