Forty-eight hours before the confrontation between Li Jie and the others and Magneto.

Chile, South America.

After a staggering seven-hour flight, Strange felt like he was about to fall apart. Compared with the various planes he has flown before, whether it is the first class of civil aircraft such as Airbus A380 or Boeing 747, this aircraft converted from the former Soviet Union's Il-76 transport aircraft has a very poor experience in terms of comfort.

Because the load capacity of the aircraft is limited, the necessary load capacity is used to load food and medicine, so it is naturally not very good in terms of riding.

After all, a sofa in the first class of civil aviation weighs nearly 100 kilograms, and for cargo, it is too wasteful for a sofa of this weight to be used just for riding.

Médecins Sans Frontières (MSF) is a fully non-profit organization, and most of its expenses come from donations.

Therefore, it is impossible for them to install large and comfortable chairs in such an airplane that transports people and goods, anyway, the iron chairs left over from the former Soviet Union, leaning on both sides of the cabin wall and wrapped in leather, can still be used. Then there is simply no need to update a better set of chairs.

This is how Strange followed the Il-76 to Chile from other countries in South America. There was also a stop in Brazil for a while, so the journey was seven hours long. Strange felt like his ass was about to be shattered by the steel chair.

He is a doctor, not a professionally trained soldier, and this kind of hard-working thing is really not what he is good at.

But the long journey has finally come to an end, and Valparaiso, Chile, has finally arrived. Sam, who had been sent by Médecins Sans Frontières (MSF) to be Strange's assistant, patted him on the shoulder.

"Doctor, ours has arrived. Sam looked at Strange with his eyes closed, thinking that Strange was asleep.

Strange waved his hand and pushed Sam away, "I'm awake, don't make a noise about me." The sound insulation of this broken plane is so poor that I have a nervous breakdown now. ”

Sam shook his head helplessly: "Then I'll arrange for someone to unload the goods first." ”

By unloading, Sam was referring to getting a significant amount of vaccine from the United States and Europe. These include vaccines against malaria and dengue fever, which are common diseases in South America. Chile is a relatively good country in South America, so most of the vaccines here are transshipped through Chile to other more remote and poor countries, except for a small number of medical facilities in poor areas of Chile.

And while Sam directs the porters to carry these important medicines, you must know that the price of any vaccine is not cheap. In this world, medical resources are becoming more and more expensive.

As a veteran who has been serving MSF for five years, Sam is still grateful to the donors of this batch of medicines. That's right, Lansel Medical & Chemical Group.

I would like to thank them for donating more than $30 million in medicines, including antibiotics and various vaccines, to Médecins Sans Frontières (MSF) at one time, and I heard that tens of millions of dollars will be donated in the future.

Sam remembers the words of the representative of the Lansel Chemical Group: "Get these medicines into the hands of those who need them!"

Whenever he thinks that there are such generous billionaires in the world, willing to donate freely to the medical cause of mankind, Sam feels more motivated to work.

When the medicine was not carried well, Strange finally recovered from the feeling of a nervous breakdown.

Strange shook his head, "Sam, I was supposed to be going to Eastern Europe before. Compared to Eastern Europe, which has been devastated by the war, Chile is already considered an advanced country. I don't think MSF has made a mistake?"

Sam looked at Strange, who was clutching his head, and said, "Doctor, sometimes we need some compromise as well. The South American tycoon donated nearly $20 million in various supplies to our organization, and his only request was that the organization could consider sending some excellent doctors to guide and improve the medical level here. ”

"Truth be told, it's hard to refuse. And there are no longer a few poor places in South America. The capitalists bought the mines at a cheap price and then hired the locals to mine them at a cheap price. Moreover, the labor intensity and labor indicators of many mines and plantations are very unreasonable. In fact, there is a lot that needs us here. Because many miners or plantation workers simply don't have the money to go to the hospital. Sam explained.

"Okay. Strange nodded and understood: "In that case, then so be it." When will Sam start working?"

"The booking is to start tomorrow, and we will give priority to a plantation dozens of kilometers away. Vaccination of workers against dengue fever and malaria was carried out on a voluntary basis. Check to see if anyone is sick with HIV, etc., and the other details will be carried out gradually. Sam gave him a rough idea of the itinerary.

"As for you, Doctor, except for one free visit with us tomorrow, you will be at the local hospital for the rest of the day. After all, your technology must be matched by professional equipment. ”

Strange waved his hand: "Understood, since that's the case, then I'll go buy a cup of coffee first." Hopefully, there's a place to sell Starbucks coffee at this airport, and preferably not the dreaded amount of sugar added by South Americans. ”

Strange's work in South America has just begun, and it's his volunteer doctor's journey. Here he is no longer an authority on the Lancet or Medicine, he has put aside all identities, he is just a simple doctor.

Face the patient, find out the cause, or cure it, or give up. He was no longer an all-powerful miracle doctor, and although he had to face defeat, Strange felt that for the first time he was less stressed.

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Timing: When Magneto attacked the Hydra Gold Mine. Location: Bermuda.

Red Skull Schmidt has received another piece of bad news that the Hydra gold mine on the border with Chile in South America has been attacked by the Brotherhood of Mutants. And there is a high probability that it will be lost.

The loss of the gold mine is only a part of the loss of funds, but the loss of the associated rare earth ore is a huge loss for Hydra.

Nowadays, it is becoming more and more difficult to buy rare earths in the world, and if you lose your own ore veins, it is difficult to buy rare earths without being noticed by those who are interested. You know, Hydra is still an underground organization.

The Red Skull pressed the button to communicate with Dr. Rice with an unkind face: "Dr. Rice, you reported to me a month ago. Mass production of Sentinel One has begun. This project has cost us a lot of money, and I hope to see results. ”

Dr. Rice on the other end of the com: "Leader of Nature, we now have over seventy working Sentinel Robots. ”

"Very well, then I need my Sentinel Warriors to get moving, and travel to South America to teach mutants a profound lesson!" Red Skull has given the order, and the mutant hunt order for the Sentinel Robot has begun to be issued.