The Creators: From Night City

The empty gun weighs 38kg, and with the matching tripod the weight can reach 58kg, so it basically needs to be fixed to the ground for use.

However, Jiang Bing made some modifications to this big guy. While removing the tripod, he welded a grip for holding. At the same time, a metal U-shaped support handle was connected to various parts of the gun body, transferring all the recoil to the user while stabilizing the weapon's trajectory.

Jiang Bing can lift weights that ordinary people cannot, and he can also bear recoil that ordinary people cannot bear.

Pull the long 12.7×99mm caliber bullet belt out of the groove at the bottom of the box and insert it into the feed slot.

Matildas's passionate speech still drifted into Laura's ears: "I know you all want to escape from this place."

Jiang Bing picked up the storage box that served as an ammunition box, lifted the heavy gun, and adjusted the U-shaped handle to make it fit his body better.

"If we want freedom, we must free our great Queen!"

Laura swallowed hard as the background music rose and fell.

"You're exaggerating too much, aren't you?!"

The fixing buckle of the pull rod mechanism used to adjust the size was locked, and Jiang Bing just nodded in response.

"The Queen is a prisoner just like us. If you can free the Queen, you will be freeing yourself."

Matthias danced with his hands and pointed the scepter made of gears and wooden sticks at Samantha behind him.

"This girl, she has the blood of this land in her veins, she might be the key.

Samantha's mouth was blocked, but she still twisted and struggled desperately, whimpering.

"Next, observe the ritual flames and you will know the truth."

Matildas took the torch handed to him by his men and chanted loudly with a fanatical look: "Himiko, you are the past, the present, and the future!"

"Click"

The bolt of the M2 heavy machine gun was pulled and the bullet was loaded. Under Laura's blank gaze, Jiang Bing smiled crookedly and then jumped down from the rock wall.

He has wanted to do this for a long time!

Matildas approached the woodpile with a torch.

"Please speak to us, please send down your oracle!"

"boom!"

As Jiang Bing landed heroically, the ground seemed to tremble twice.

Himiko did not send down an oracle, but a strong man holding a heavy machine gun fell from the sky.

Laura leaned over and looked at Jiang Bing who was slowly standing up, her pupils trembling.

"This is over ten meters high, and you just jumped down like that!?"

"Uh~"

Matthias wanted to make amends in front of the equally shocked congregants, but Jiang Bing didn't want to listen to his nonsense and pulled the trigger.

"Bang bang bang bang bang!"

The unique dull roar of the M2 heavy machine gun echoed in this semi-open cave.

The firing rate of 500 rounds per minute makes the bullets form a silver whip.

Jiang Bing held this "whip of God" in his hand and lashed at these religious fanatics.

Mathilde was the first to be whipped.

A thick 12.7×99 bullet passed through his abdomen, turning his chest into a bloody mist and breaking him into two pieces.

A generation of "holy lord" died quickly and cleanly, without any dignity.

As Jiang Bing moved the muzzle of the gun, the "Whip of God" began to swing.

Thanks to Thomas, this ceremony to stabilize people's hearts and demonstrate his authority brought together most of the cultists.

The density of the crowds pushed the whip's output almost to its limit.

"Puff puff"

The sounds of bullets tearing flesh merged into one, and amidst the splatter of blood and flesh, more than half of the cultists under the altar fell down like wheat being cut.

The blood was atomized by the bullet passing through at high speed, and the blood mist gathered together, briefly forming a large blood cloud.

The air was suddenly filled with the sweet and fishy smell of rust.

Run, run desperately.

Like dogs that have lost their homes and rats crossing the street, all the cultists began to flee in all directions, looking for shelter.

Death, death everywhere.

There were no casualties, no exceptions. Being hit by an M2 bullet meant large amounts of flesh and blood would be shattered and rapid blood loss would be imminent.

Bullet casings fell like an avalanche. Jiang Bing, who had entered a killing state, was as cold as a piece of steel. He said nothing, and his emotions remained unchanged. He just kept pulling the trigger, maintaining this killing feast.

The low stone wall was easily pierced by bullets, and the solid stone pillars became riddled with holes under the continuous gnawing of bullets until they broke and collapsed in the middle.

They have nowhere to escape, no way to go up to the sky, and no door to go down to the earth.

The dense gunfire began to slow down, and Jiang Bing began to call out names with precise short bursts of fire.

Among these X cultists, some were well-equipped, holding guns and some even wearing bulletproof vests, but no one wanted to fight back, and no one could fight back under the suppression of Jiang Bing holding a heavy machine gun.

In forty-two seconds, Jiang Bing had used up all the bullets in the ammunition box, and this weapon sponsored by the thugs from the ship graveyard had completed its mission.

Fifty or sixty lives have fulfilled the mission that humans gave it when it was first designed.

Kill humans faster and more efficiently.

Jiang Bing unfastened the buckle and threw the gun and the box on his back to the ground.

The red barrel of the gun, burned by the bullet, made contact with the blood on the ground, making a sound similar to a sigh of satisfaction. At the same time, it also emitted a disgusting smell of high-temperature roasted protein.

Laura found a way down the cliff, and when she came down, her adventure boots landed on a pool of blood.

And the death that spread.

She almost tiptoed up to the altar and came in front of Samantha.

Laura reached out and pulled the cloth out of Samantha's mouth. Just as she was about to say a few words of greeting, she was blocked by the liquid vomited by the other party.

Yes, this scene was indeed a bit exciting for an ordinary girl of her age.

So Laura drew her boot knife and tried to go forward and untie Samantha.

But her arm was suddenly grabbed tightly by Jiang Bing.

Feeling the familiar fluctuations outside the half-open cliff of the tomb, Jiang Bing pulled out the boot knife from Laura's hand.

"You may not understand what's coming next, but I hope you can trust me for now."

Under Laura's puzzled gaze, Jiang Bing raised his foot and kicked the torch that fell to the ground accurately onto the pile of firewood.

The fire, which had been doused with gasoline in advance, burst into flames in an instant.

Amid Samantha's screams, Laura felt as if she had suddenly fallen into icy water. She had never expected that her companion, who had shared life and death with her all the way, would suddenly do such a thing.

She frantically tried to rush over to the fire and put out the flames.

But Jiang Bing held her in his arms and held her down tightly.

Just as Laura looked at Jiang Bing with disbelief and struggled to get out of Jiang Bing's arms, she heard Jiang Bing suddenly whisper to her.

"Quiet, she's coming."

Laura was about to ask who was coming when she saw the increasingly fierce flames suddenly tilt in one direction.

Then, there was a whistling gale.

Amidst Samantha's cries, a violent gust of air suddenly rushed in from outside the cliff.

Laura felt that if she hadn't been held by someone, the turbulent airflow would almost blow her away in the first moment.

The flames beneath Samantha were also successfully blown out by the storm.

Perhaps because they were afraid that Jiang Bing would suddenly do something strange, the sudden strong wind was so long-lasting and fierce that it even blew the firewood all over the ground.

"Himiko, you're quite a nice person," Jiang Bing joked in his heart.

Letting go of the person in his arms, Jiang Bing handed the boot knife back to Laura, who was a little dazed by the situation.

Laura hurried forward and took Samantha, who was already crying, down from the pillar.

Supporting Samantha, whose legs were so weak that she could barely walk, Laura asked her doubts.

"What happened just now?"

Jiang Bing looked at Samantha Nishimura, who was almost curled up in Laura's arms and peeking at him in horror, and teased him.

"What else could it be? Of course it's her annoying ancestor."

Laura suddenly realized.

"Hemihu!"

"Yes, historical records show that Himiko possessed the power to control storms."

Laura's professionalism returned.

"So, after all these years, the Sun Queen is still alive?"

Since this matter concerned her own ancestor, Samantha temporarily suppressed her tears and waited for Jiang Bing's reply.

Looking at Samantha's round face that resembled the statue of Himiko, Jiang Bing could only sigh at the magic of blood.

"Well, it's just that I can only say that I'm half dead."

Laura's mind raced, "That Storm Warrior!"

Then she recalled the murals she had seen in a tomb a few days ago.

The mural depicts a woman pouring water from a bottle into another woman.

The mural is expressing these contents implicitly, and the water in the vase obviously represents Himiko's consciousness or soul.

Then I thought of the prayer I had just heard from Matthias.

She couldn't help but say aloud: "Himiko, you are here before, are here today, and will be here forever!"

All the evidence quickly connected together, and Laura suddenly realized.

"All Sun Queens are actually one person!"

"This is a screening ceremony, the purpose of which is to select the target that Himiko is satisfied with, or you could say, the sacrificial vessel."

Then, Laura held Samantha's still trembling shoulders, looked into her puzzled eyes, and gave her conclusion word by word.

"Then, it will be easier for her to possess the vessel's body, and her soul will smoothly occupy the vessel's body."

"No wonder she can survive till now."

Although the answer was very magical, Laura had to believe it in the face of the evidence she saw with her own eyes.

Samantha Nishimura is Laura's classmate at the University of London. She has an IQ of no doubt and is a descendant of Yamatai. She pays close attention to the relevant knowledge of Yamatai in her daily life. With Laura's guidance, she quickly came to her senses.

Then the shivering became even more intense.

Chapter 45 Salvage

The wide tomb passage cleverly utilizes the naturally formed caves underground, and the ancient Yamatai people later made slight excavations and modifications to it.

The three are now in the catacombs beneath the Brotherhood of the Sun.

Laura looked at the rotten flesh and bones piled in the corner, and suddenly felt that the death of those X cultists might have been a little too quick.

"Samantha, are Jonah, Reyes and the others down there?"

Laura asked.

Samantha crossed her arms over her chest, as if it was very cold around her.

"I saw it with my own eyes, Laura. They're being held down here."

"Originally, those people wanted to kill them, but after learning about their relationship with me, they suddenly changed their minds and locked them up first."

At this point, Samantha felt a sense of enlightenment as if she had realized the truth.

"Don't laugh at me, Laura. I initially thought they were planning to make me the Holy Maiden of their Sun Cult because I'm a descendant of Himiko. That's why they temporarily let Jonah, Reyes, and the others go."