Rumble, rumble!
Accompanied by the roar of countless tanks and machines starting up, the most elite and obedient forces dispatched by the Four Major Overlords moved out before them.
The Wakandans blocking their path were dumbfounded.
But...
The next second.
"Wakanda!"
"Wakanda!"
With a sudden cry, the rows of Wakandan tribespeople who had looked frail and utterly primitive suddenly let out an angry roar in their dialect.
Immediately afterward.
After the rows of Wakandan natives turned around and changed formation, they underwent a complete transformation.
At that moment, the people standing before everyone were no longer the Wakandan natives in the Security Council's eyes—the ones who needed annual relief from them just to avoid starving to death—but the most elite soldiers of the Kingdom of Wakanda, the people of the Border Tribe.
That was right.
The Border Tribe.
This Wakandan tribe had always been stationed along Wakanda's borders, appearing as ordinary natives and making the Security Council believe that they represented all of Wakanda.
But in reality, the entire Border Tribe consisted of the strongest warriors, forming the first solid line of defense guarding Wakanda.
Of course.
Calling them the strongest was somewhat debatable. They were only considered the strongest by Wakanda itself. The Security Council had never acknowledged that.
"Vibranium!"
"Good grief."
"Sacred Keisha above, does every one of these people have a vibranium weapon?"
"And these people have been crying poverty ever since the Security Council was established, making us support them every year?"
"..."
The Earth Allied Federation's temporary command center in Africa fell briefly silent.
After a while.
General Bertino, who feared losing his authority because no soldiers were present, immediately said, "This is deception. This is blatant mockery. These damned thieves and liars have toyed with us like this. They must be punished."
"I agree!"