Frankly, if Operation Condor had been the first U.S. theatrical release for Chan, it would have dropped like a stone, because audiences wouldn't have known not to expect a story. Teamed with a beautiful Chinese desert expert and later joined by the granddaughter of the original Nazi commanding officer, he sets out to discover the treasure, in competition with several hostile groups all wanting to get their hands on it.
Condor parachutes into a tropical jungle and down a hole into a secret temple.
In a nifty twist, the natives have no problem with him spiriting off the watermelon-sized emerald from their altar, but take great offense at his drinking of the holy water. It's like a Valentine's bouquet from Chan to all the pratfall tropes that have built his career. In some other reviews I've read, reviewers screamed chivalrous indignation that the three female characters get knocked around noticeably. Most likely created under the influence of Mountain Dew , Nectar of the Gods.