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Chapter 1053

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Chen Ang and Strange temporarily stayed in Wakanda in the name of the United Nations Commissioner, but the only place they could go was to the nomadic tribes on the border of Wakanda, because the capital of Wakanda did not exist in name. On the surface, it was just a desolate and uninhabited mountain range.

In Wakanda's territory, there were high mountains, valleys, and rivers. The natural scenery was refreshing. In the past few days, apart from pretending to investigate the border tribes and Wakanda's disguised town, the two did not do anything too out of line.

Three days later, their "colleague" Steve also came to meet them.

Captain America was wearing a tight suit and gold-framed glasses. He was dressed like a gentleman, but the muscles on his body stretched the suit tight. He adjusted his tie somewhat uncomfortably. Seeing his uncomfortable look, Chen Ang pretended to welcome him, smiled, and hugged him. "Steve! You're finally here! "

Steve could only pretend to be familiar with him. On the surface, it looked like the two were hugging each other warmly.

In fact, Chen Ang moved closer to Steve's ear and said, "Relax … Your disguise is very poor now! Have you not worn formal clothes for a long time? "

"No!" Steve smiled bitterly. "The suit they prepared for me is too small!"

Chen Ang glanced at Steve's strong muscles, shook his head, and said, "They should have given you a larger size … Let's go in first and compare the information. Have you memorized your background documents?"

"Later, Techala will probably come to entertain you …" Chen Ang looked at the somewhat uneasy Steve in surprise. "Does he know you?"

"We've met a few times, but I was wearing a mask at that time!"

"If you're exposed! Please draw a line with us … Just say that S.H.I.E.L.D. sent you to infiltrate in disguise! "Chen Ang said helplessly," They should have sent someone more reliable. "

Chen Ang brought Steve to the accommodation that Wakanda had arranged for them. It was a small two-story building. Like most of the buildings in Africa, it was not renovated and could only be considered clean. After all, Wakanda was one of the poorest countries in Africa, and Strange was giving free medical treatment to the people of Wakanda.

It was obvious that both parties were uncomfortable. Wakanda had a well-developed medical and relief system, and they had to find people to disguise themselves as the most common malnourished and malaria-stricken people in Africa.

Malnutrition was still manageable — they found poor tribesmen from neighboring Kenya. Anyway, these tribesmen could only speak the local dialect, on the one hand, they could not communicate, and on the other hand, they had no concept of a country at all. They didn't even know which country they were from. Who could object to the fact that they were the people of Wakanda?

But Wakanda had to provide a few patients and poor people who could communicate with them. In order to disguise themselves, they were forced to be infected with tropical diseases. It was really hard.

The awkward thing was that Strange was well aware of this — he was not an ordinary doctor after all.

So when he encountered some patients who did not put enough effort into their disguise, his bad temper was a little hard to control. Strange had a strange look on his face as he examined a patient who also had poor acting skills. After a series of examinations, he wrote a diagnosis and said, "You're not suffering from malaria … Although there are symptoms of swaying, it's just an allergic reaction."

"This allergic reaction is very similar to the symptoms of malaria!"

Strange said with a strange look on his face. "We used a virus-free Plasmodium for specific immunotherapy. Although there will be early symptoms of malaria, it will not continue to develop. Instead, it will provide the host with acquired immunity. Immunity to malaria is very complicated. Non-specific immunity and specific immunity are mutually complementary. Generally speaking, immunity to malaria basically has no protection against the attack of the heterogeneous Plasmodium. In addition, there is the specificity of strains and stages. The human body's resistance to the Plasmodium during one stage of development does not necessarily have resistance to other stages of development.

"This is a world-class problem … But you seem to have solved it!

"This virus-free Plasmodium is equivalent to a perfect compound vaccine. This can't be a creation of nature, a medical miracle, but the result of quite advanced technology and medical systems! "

It was obvious that the patient opposite him was also very flustered — what should he do? His disguise seemed to have been seen through?

He stammered, "I once participated in a medical aid program in the United States, and after I came back, I became like this!"

"Can you tell me which medical aid organization …" Strange took out a pen and was about to write it down. "I'm going to nominate them for the next Nobel Prize!"

"My English is not good … What are you saying that I don't understand?"

The patient said in a panic. He hurriedly took off the examination equipment on his body and said, "I haven't fed my sheep yet … I have to go!" Then, he fled in a panic.

When the other 'patients' saw this situation, they also scattered in confusion, leaving behind a few real patients from primitive tribes. Strange saw Steve and Chen Ang at the door. He got up, took off his stethoscope, and said, "These people's disguises are simply mocking me. A few of them who are not sick, but they used newly infected and undeveloped pathogens for me to examine. There are also those who pretend to be seriously ill with allergic reactions. None of the patients who are malnourished or develop can speak English. They look like primitive people who have never cleaned up in their lives. "

"Generally speaking, no matter how good the medical skills and experience of the medical aid doctors are, in the absence of medical equipment, they can only rely on physical examinations and temporary routine examinations. They can only look, listen, question, and feel the pulse … It's impossible to see through their disguise. " Chen Ang said, "I'm waiting to see how you explain to Wakanda … how you found out about this."

Strange turned around and poured himself a glass of water. "That's a headache for them …"

As he said this, Strange suddenly froze. Steve went up to see what was wrong with him! He saw Strange holding a glass of water and staring at the ripples echoing on the surface of the water. Suddenly, Steve's sensitive perception also made him feel that something was wrong with the surrounding environment, and he was alarmed.

"There's a high-frequency vibration!" Strange stared at the water and said, "There's a vibration source that's constantly emitting high-frequency vibrations approaching, he's … probing!"

The few of them suddenly felt their pores shrink, and their hearts gave a strong warning. Strange shouted, "Get down!"

The next moment, a powerful energy shock came from the sky, sweeping the earth. The border tribe where Chen Ang and the others were was hit head-on by the ultra-high-frequency vibration. Countless tents were overturned, and the concrete began to shatter. Captain America was the first to get up and jump out of the window, and the others followed closely behind.

Chen Ang had just thrown the last patient from the primitive tribe out of the window when he jumped out of the window himself. The whole building collapsed.

He rolled on the ground and stood up steadily. In front of him was a wasteland, a desolate sight.

The peaceful settlement had turned into ruins in the blink of an eye. The surrounding Wakanda people were crying, and all kinds of tribal languages and cries filled the air.

A few of the Wakanda warriors were draped in traditional Kanga. They spread the Kanga and stood in front of them. Blue energy flowed around the Kanga. From its appearance, the Kanga looked like a large rectangular piece of floral cloth. The edges of the floral cloth were wide and there were colorful patterns in the middle. They were all Wakanda's mysterious characters. As the energy flowed, the patterns lit up and formed an energy shield in front of the warriors.

In the sky, with the sound of the alarm, a protective shield visible to the naked eye was activated. A huge light blue canopy fell from the sky, protecting the entire border tribe.

Outside the canopy, a tall man in silver was floating in the air. His body emitted energy waves continuously, supporting him to float in the sky. He looked down at the border tribe, and lightly placed his hand on the energy canopy. The canopy shook violently, reverberating with dense ripples.

The border tribe warriors on the ground roared, and let out strange battle cries.

The man in the sky tilted his head, looking down on them.

Strange, Chen Ang, and the others observed the sudden change calmly. Steve, on the other hand, went up to help save the people. He dug out the injured Wakanda people from the ruins. Fortunately, the people of the border tribe did not like concrete houses because of their nomadic culture. They usually lived in tents.

Although the tents looked simple, they were high-tech products. The surface of the tents was made of traditional African fabric, and it could raise an energy barrier.

Therefore, after the impact, the casualties were not serious.

But there were still many people who were injured. Steve carried a little girl with a broken leg and rushed over. He said to Strange, "Help take care of her …" He then turned around to save the others.

Strange helplessly fixed the injured person's wound. He knew with a touch. "Her leg bone is broken … We need to fix it!"

"Find me a stick!" Strange said to Chen Ang.

But Chen Ang only dug out a small box from the nearby ruins. He found a piece of fabric that looked like gauze, walked up to the patient, and said to Strange, "Get out of the way!"

Strange obediently gave way. Chen Ang wrapped the fabric around the twisted calf a few times, then touched the pattern on it. Blue energy flowed through the fabric, and the fabric swelled up, protecting the injured area like an air bag. At the same time, it released anesthetic freezing gas, which began to slightly correct the bone. The nanomachines began to repair the wound and remove the bone fragments.

Only then did Strange see the surrounding Wakanda people take out these things and stick them on their bodies.

The bleeding was stopped, and the internal injuries were treated.

At this time, Steve had already rushed back with another injured woman in his arms!

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