The fierce firepower made Laura Crawford exclaim. The automatic ammunition supply system continuously sent the bullet link into the heavy explosion bomb, and then the heavy explosion bomb was spit out at a speed that ordinary people could not see clearly. The huge shell hit the roof of the car like raindrops with the bumpy armored vehicle and sprinkled on the roadside. "This is a machine gun!" Camilla put her head next to the shooting hole, raised her head and shouted loudly at Laura Crawford, "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 Laura Crawford's palm numb. The power of this weapon is much stronger than the Vulcan machine gun on the armed helicopter. The point where the muzzle is pointed is blown into an indistinguishable ball of debris. Even a pickup truck of a drug cartel following behind was torn into burning wreckage. "The firepower is very strong, we can deal with the pursuit of the cartel group!"

"I mean, we don't have much ammunition!" Camilla shouted in anger, "Don't press the trigger and don't let go! The last time the supply was still a month ago!"

Laura Crawford stuck out his tongue awkwardly, relaxed the trigger and started shooting.

Even if it was just a point shot, the firepower advantage brought by the heavy explosion bomb still shot through 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 explosion warhead, and finally turned into distorted and burning charred steel. The oil smoke soared into the sky like the wolf smoke lit in ancient wars, guiding their position.

More and more pickup trucks were passing through heavy black smoke and galloping on the weedy muddy road. The rapidly rotating wheels rolled up the dirt, and the armed personnel riding in the truck and the driver's seat frantically shot in the direction of the armored personnel carrier. The gloomy sky sprinkled heavy rain again as usual, covering the whole world in the misty water curtain. The rain water came in from the machine gun position that was halfway out of Laura Crawford. At first, archaeologists wanted to use their eyes to search for the enemy's traces, but the increasingly violent rain made her unable to open her eyes, so they had to close the cap door and retract back into the crew cabin.

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

The armored vehicle gradually slowed down, changing from its original rapid speed to normal driving, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, glad that she didn't need to wear a helmet all the time. Although the gunshots from behind gradually became sparse, Camilla did not relax her vigilance. The air in the crew cabin was still humid and stuffy. With the help of the faint roof light and the light of the flashlight, Laura Crawford took a short rest and began to study the stone slab in her seat. She used her dirty fingers to wipe the soil on the stone slab, and the ancient words were highlighted under her fingers like Braille. She kept trying to read these hieroglyphs, and intermittent and strange pronunciations poured out from her mouth.

"This thing is best worth our risk." Camilla said. She and her team bandaged the wound with handheld suture machines and powder on the medical supplies bag, and then took out the emergency protein ration stick from the marching supplies bag and ate it. They didn't know if the drug dealers would continue to track it. They were far less familiar with the nearby terrain than the locals, so they could only get a safe rest time by rushing back to the town controlled by the Immortal City overnight. "We have now walked out of the Immortal City's sphere of influence. We have no helpers before the next supply arrives." Camilla's expression was serious, "No black armor guards, no imperial guards, and no ground attack aircraft."

"We need to find the altar where the Feathered Snake God awakens." Laura Crawford did not look up. She was sure that she would shoot at the drug dealers occupying the remains and also obtain the stele in the remains. It was because the clues obtained before led her to this sacrifice ceremony site that penetrated the primeval forest. She had just confirmed that this was a Ch?olti? inscription. It took a lot of work and references to interpret this extinct inscription. The documents included in her portable database were not enough to fully interpret this fragment. It must be interpreted in combination with the photos she took in the past and the cultural relics obtained.

Linguists and technicians in the Immortal City are compiling a translation software for Ch?olti?, but so far they have not received enough information. Laura Crawford knows that her current progress is not enough to meet the goal of the sponsor. She knows that her sponsor wants to stop the revival of the Snake God and the great flood that may sweep the world. Her immortal, charming, and wise sponsor has learned about the coming disaster long before she interprets other stone tablets.

"So have you found it?"

"I don't know, I need more information." Laura Crawford opened his phone and looked at the photos he had taken before. "I need more information and literature. Maybe... we need to go back to that ruin, where there is more things we want."

Camilla did not object, but remained silent. She looked at her companions around her, knowing that the warriors who were also covered in mud nodded, and then she looked at the always energetic archaeologists. "Yes, but we need to rest." Camilla said, "We don't know which cartel group drug manufacturing factory we interfered with. If those people get the news, there wouldn't be only one who came to track us down."

Before this, Camilla didn't care about the so-called feathered snake god at all.

The owner of the Immortal City promised her to make her motherland what she thought, without cartel groups, corrupt politicians, exploitation and oppression, without lies and ignorance. For a year, the order and peace created by the Immortal City far exceeded the chaos created by the anti-government armed forces she had participated in. New ideas began to spread, and the oppressed took up weapons to defend their homeland, and went astray to the guerrillas who were traitorous with drug dealers were annihilated, and the rebels who obeyed the new ideas gathered under the banner of order.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! This is the scene that Camilla dreams of, and it is all thanks to the importance that Immortal City attaches to the archaeologist in front of her. But the long-term relationship and archaeological experience with Laura Crawford gave Camilla a new view of what she saw, so that she completely changed her original attitude towards Lara Crawford's work. She knew that there was supernatural power in this world - the device that Agent Colson once seized was Nazi's alien technology, not supernatural powers - the master of Immortal City is the user of this power, and the feathered snake god they are going to look for is also a terrifying beast in the mythology. For a greater goal, the owner of Immortal City was also among the protected ranks. This alone is enough to make Camilla and her companions swore allegiance to the master of Immortal City.

Camilla and her companions hid the armored vehicle in the jungle, using camouflage rain cloth in the small cargo hold to decorate the dark armored vehicle. Then Camilla arranged for people to wait and rest, while Laura Crawford continued to stay in the crew cabin, continuing to decipher the work through the light of the flashlight and the documents in the database. "Where are you going?" Camilla lowered her voice. The giant wearing golden power armor cleared the leaves and walked out of the shadow. "We need help."

"I know." Supiluliumas whispered. The huge shadow still enveloped him, and the helmet and armor that could not see clearly made him look like a beast lurking in the forest. "But my Lord needs service, and the priority given to him is much higher than you."

"Okay, what's next?"
Chapter completed!