Supiluliumas was receiving information through power armor communication. Commander Constantine sent him the emperor's travel plan. Supiluliumas also saw the emperor's speech in Cuba and the immediately decided aid plan. Now the entire South America has been hit by earthquakes, but Cuba in the Caribbean is surrounded by the sea and almost all major cities are on the seaside, so the impact of the tsunami is extremely great. It seems that the Emperor of Latovian had expected it and quickly reached an agreement with the Cuban government. The emperor's attitude in his public speech was as if Cuba was his territory.

Supiluliumas could have predicted the attitude of the Cubans. Unlike watching speeches on TV, some civilians who had directly contacted the emperor have not yet escaped that influence, just as if the emperor was created in the void and then stuffed into the body of the material universe, emitting an indescribable glory. There is a couple in Sarajevo who still clearly remember the scenes of the emperor's speeches today, as if they had experienced that glorious and warm moment over and over again.

Accompanied by the emperor's speech, the accompanying Tianma heavy assault transport boat, the Junying assault transport boat and the Claw Interceptor took off respectively, forming a formation to fly to the affected areas of Cuba to maintain order, distributing many emergency supplies, including medicines, and even a medical team dedicated to serving the emperor also joined the disaster relief operation.

Of course, the emperor's explanation for this is that his accompanying formation is ready to deal with a war at any time. Judging from the current situation, this reason makes completely sense, not to mention some agreements reached by Diana Lister with the Cuban government in private. This also made the Cuban government ignore some abnormalities. After all, only a few people at the top of the Cuban government know that the emperor's real destination was not Cuba.

As for the Fourth Fleet of the US Navy, which originally cruised in South America, they had no time to pay attention to the impact of the emperor's trip to Cuba. The sudden sudden storm caused heavy losses to the Fourth Fleet. A frigate was swallowed up by huge waves that had never been recorded in the history of modern Caribbean and the South Atlantic. Several fighter jets docked on the deck of the aircraft carrier were also sunk into the sea due to the too sinister wind and waves. Now the US Navy is busy salvaging the wreck and rescuing survivors, and has no time to organize another exercise that is similar to deterrence.

Laura Crawford was already awakened by Amon long before Anuratu woke up.

"What did you inject me!" The tingling of the skin and the feeling of cold potion flowing into the blood vessels made Laura Crawford wake up instantly. She opened her eyes and found that Amon was holding a syringe he had just used, and there was a blood spot on his arm.

"This is a chemical agent for pilot implants, which can keep you awake and energetic. I strictly control the dose, you just need to drink more water to metabolize it." Amon did not spoil her and directly pulled Laura Crawford off the carpet. "Now get up now, the tribal warriors are about to launch an attack, and we must find the silver box before that."

"But there is Yasok." Laura Crawford rubbed his eyes and yawned.

"It's no longer a problem. As long as you are in good condition, I can deal with those Yasok." Amon did not exaggerate. He was indeed able to deal with the weird creatures the night before, and it was far more firm than I thought. Laura Crawford simply filled his stomach and entered the Eye of the Serpent again along the route he had walked last night, and she saw the combat ability of the Imperial Guard with her own eyes. Although the space was very small, every time Amon poked, he accurately stabbed the head and chest of Yasok that was rushing towards him. The excessively huge and sharp spear blade easily broke through the human skeleton and nailed the ghostly creatures to the rock wall.

"Cover your ears." When facing an enemy whose eyes are almost impossible to see clearly in a dim light environment, Amon activated the power, and the blue lightning gathered on the spear blade. He would occasionally fire a shot, shattering the more threatening Yasok from a distance, but most of the time he only used the melee weapons in his hands to open the way for Laura Crawford. The scent of burning flesh permeated the cave, just like using an electric knife to cut flesh and blood during surgery. Those Yasok did not immediately pounce on the Guards after seeing the power of the Guards, but surrounded them bit by bit as Amon and Laura Crawford moved slowly. "Okay, go in now!" The Guards pushed lightly and stuffed the archaeologists into a narrow passage that only she could enter, "I'll wait for you to return here."

"but……"

"Shut up, go quickly!" Amon waved the garrison spear and pulled a long scream in the air. The tall warrior wearing golden armor faced Yasok who was crowded in the darkness with a huge blade. It looked like a story that only appeared in mythology. "You must not let my Lord down."

Lara Crawford's research and judgment were not wrong. She did find the silver box, but she was not the only one who found the silver box. When she walked out of the altar with a scratch all over her body, she found that the situation Amon was facing was no longer that simple. Yasok and the Holy Trinity mercenaries were in a ball, and the flames that emerged from the muzzle and the bullets flying around appeared and disappeared in the narrow cave. Amon shot one after another across the garrison spear, and the large-caliber explosion bombs were shot without any slightest, blowing everything aimed at him into pieces the size of a thumb.

The magazine was quickly empty. Amon threw out a plasma grenade with the range and accuracy of the mortar. The star-like high temperature instantly evaporated the Holy Trinity mercenaries squeezed behind the bunker into carbon marks on the rock wall. The firepower of the Holy Trinity mercenaries suddenly appeared. Then the Imperial Guard changed into a new magazine slowly. The explosive gun on the Garrison Spear burst out again with deafening roars and storms, making the Imperial Guard's crimson robe without wind automatically.

Anuratu had never walked out of this rainforest. She was familiar with the rocks, trees, customs and customs here, but she had never seen any terrible rain. When she and the tribal warriors woke up, although the rainstorm had temporarily stopped, the turbid mud and water had already disappeared from the low-lying areas, forming a small shining lake in the forest. The glimmer of light could not penetrate the thick green shade of the forest in the early morning. Anuratu and the tribal warriors set out with a little light. Even though the road under her feet had turned into slippery mud, the tribal warriors remained stable without using torches, and kept the laser weapons and light chain saw swords away from the mud pond as much as possible.

Both Supiluliumas and Anuratu believed that such heavy rainstorms caused great trouble to the Holy Trinity mercenaries, and their ammunition might be flooded by rain before they could be moved away. Compared with the rebels resting in the dry cave, in addition to the Kukulkan sect composed of Paiditites who supported Amaru, those outsiders were likely not able to get a good rest. Now is the best time to launch a raid. What surprised Anuratu the most was that two giants in the same armor as Supiluliumas appeared in the camp at some point, and in the center of the giants surrounded by a mysterious figure wearing a dark green cloak, unable to see clearly.

In a trance, Anuratu thought he had seen the eyes of the mysterious character.

"Ms. Anuratu." The mysterious figure has a pure Quechua accent like the Imperial Guard. It is not the Quechua language after the Spanish Latinization, but the tone used by the locals when using knots to record Quechua. However, the tone of the mysterious figure sounds more like a king than a peasant, as if the land under his feet belongs to his kingdom. "I hope you will have a pleasant relationship with Supiluliumas."

Anuratu nodded, not knowing what to say.
Chapter completed!