Chapter 57 I seem to have forgotten something (please read and vote for me)
"Mingfei, you are here." After sending Gao Mi for treatment and making sure that he was fine, Guderian returned to find Lu Mingfei with peace of mind. He knew that this child must have accumulated a lot of problems.
It just so happened that he also had a lot of questions to ask.
Just as he got closer, he found a person lying on the ground: "Hey, why did Ye Sheng faint? Is there so much blood on his mouth?"
"Oh, I just treated him to some spicy chips. I guess his body was too weak to withstand the stimulation, so he got a mouth ulcer and started coughing up blood." Lu Mingfei pointed to an empty packaging bag on the ground.
"Then he bled a lot." Guderian felt a dull pain in the area when he saw the word "explosive" in capital letters.
Just as he was about to go over to help Ye Sheng check if he was seriously injured, Lu Mingfei had already handed over his Walter PPK:
"Professor Guderian, your gun just fell to the ground and seems to be broken."
Guderian, who was single-minded, immediately forgot about Ye Sheng after hearing this, took the gun and examined it carefully, and found that it was just a minor problem.
The connecting rod is loose and the trigger cannot be pulled. It can be fixed simply.
Putting the gun back into the holster, his wrinkled old face flashed with the desire to explore that was comparable to the desire of boys looking for pornographic pictures. He stepped forward and pressed Lu Mingfei's shoulder and said excitedly:
"Ming Fei, how did you practice your marksmanship? I couldn't believe my eyes just now. You can actually control this gun."
Guderian knew better than anyone how violent the weapons modified by those crazy people in the Equipment Department were. Even he could only control the muzzle of the gun during the first shot, and the direction of each subsequent bullet was up to fate.
Considering Lu Mingfei's skinny little physique, the recoil of the PPK was no different from holding back a charging bull, but he was able to control the muzzle of the gun and prevent it from wandering, and his accuracy was so abnormal that every shot hit the head.
A sniper rifle at least has a scope, but a pistol relies entirely on feeling!
Although Kassel College has a student union president who wields two Desert Eagles and can also ignore recoil, he is a muscular tyrant with arms that can run horses and chest that can pinch flies to death!
The most important thing is that other people have been playing with guns since they were young, and only after professional training can they become masters of shooting. However, apart from the ten shots fired during military training, Lu Mingfei has never even touched a toy gun for shooting balloons in the amusement park.
Is there really anyone who can practice shooting in the game? Lu Mingfei explained:
“Just follow your feeling.
At such a close distance, I felt I should be able to hit it, and it happened to hit me."
It's a bit perfunctory, a bit idealistic, and a bit inconsistent with his persona as a materialistic warrior.
But now that dragons and super powers have appeared, he is still a piece of shit.
I can't just hold a cigarette in my mouth and look up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, saying that I fought all the way from Spain to Germany alone, then blitzed Poland and broke into Russia across the Eurasian continent, and finally ran back from Siberia after going through untold hardships...
Huh? Wait!
What was I doing traveling all over Europe?
Recalling the glorious past, Lu Mingfei suddenly froze and stood there motionless as if he had pressed the pause button.
In addition to playing games, chasing my wife, and meeting friends, it seems that I have another very important thing to do when I go to Europe.
Because of that incident, my buddy didn't show his face in public for a whole year, didn't participate in any StarCraft competitions, and even caused Old Tang to give up further studies...
But why did I make this decision?
Why don't I have any impression at all?
Lu Mingfei suddenly realized something very serious, so serious that it made him panic.
There seemed to be something wrong with his memory, and it was a big problem!
He seemed to have forgotten something!
I forgot something that is almost as important as my wife and daughter!
But before that, he had no idea that his memory was missing! It felt like someone had dug out a large piece of his brain and filled it with a ball of foam.
A quick glance won't reveal anything unusual, but if you dig deeper, you'll notice something's wrong! Who on earth is using such a ridiculous and outdated time travel setting? ! "Ah!"
Just as Lu Mingfei was racking his brains to recall what he had forgotten, Guderian beside him suddenly screamed, grabbed his shoulders and shook him hard:
"As long as you think, you can hit the target accurately... Could it be that your words are the Holy Judgment?!"
"Yes, you awakened five years ago, and since then you have shown an almost otherworldly talent for shooting. You must be the Holy Judge!"
The out-of-touch old man didn’t notice that Lu Mingfei was thinking at all, and continued to grab his shoulders and shake him hard:
"Oh my god, this is an extremely rare word spirit, the number of times it appeared in historical records is less than two digits!"
Having said this, he seemed to suddenly realize that he had said something extraordinary. He looked around like a frightened rabbit, and when he found that no one was paying attention to this side, he breathed a sigh of relief.
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Then he lowered his voice and said in a volume that only the two of them could hear clearly:
"Ming Fei, you must not tell anyone what I just told you.
No matter who it is... um, no one except the principal can tell."
The Word Spirit is the most important trump card for these people. Once the trump card is exposed, they will be no different from their underwear being seen through by the enemy. Therefore, Kassel Academy keeps the students' Word Spirit files very strictly.
Except for their tutors and the principal, no one else has the right to view it. Even if the disciplinary committee wants to check, they must submit an application report.
After being shaken by Guderian, Lu Mingfei finally recovered from his distraction.
Finding that there was new information to be obtained, he temporarily put aside his missing memories. He wouldn't be able to remember them for a while anyway, and now was not a good time to be in a daze.
He moved Guderian's hand away and frowned, "Word Spirit, is this what you call the superpowers you mastered after your bloodline awakened?"
If he remembered correctly, the word "Word Spirit" originated from Japan.
The ancient Japanese believed that language had mysterious power, and that if one could call out the true name of a monster, one would gain the ability to control and enslave it.
It is similar to the process of hunting and expelling demons by demon hunters in the West. When holy water and crosses are not effective, they decipher the real name of the demon and destroy it or drive it back to hell.
"Yes, we are mixed-bloods..." Guderian was about to nod, but soon his neck seemed to be welded shut, and he stammered, "How do you know about blood awakening and word spirits?"
Lu Mingfei pointed at Ye Sheng, who was lying dead on the ground: "He told me."
"Impossible. Ye Sheng is one of the trump cards of the Executive Department. He has memorized the Executive Department's discipline and confidentiality regulations by heart. How could he tell you these things?!"
Guderian thought Lu Mingfei was playing a trick on him, but the latter just laughed and pulled out a Colt M1911 pistol from behind like a magic trick, and put the muzzle of the gun between the fourth and fifth ribs on the left side of Guderian: "Just like this!"
Guderian: ∑(OДO；) “Wait, Mingfei, don’t be impulsive!”
Having seen Lu Mingfei's horrific marksmanship of being able to hit the target with every shot in the head even in extremely dark environments, the German old man would rather believe that the mustache guy would be resurrected right away to play War3 and appoint him as an army general, rather than believe that Lu Mingfei could miss the target at such a close distance.
He raised his hands without hesitation and chose to surrender: "Ming Fei, let's talk nicely. I will tell you everything you want to know. There is no need to use knives or guns!"
(End of this chapter)