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"Master, Master、......"

After Wang Feng went downstairs to the old head of the regiment, he called a few times.

There was no response upstairs, Wang Feng was a little anxious, and immediately ran up.

The room was left open, and there was no one inside.

The old regiment leader is usually frugal.

Even if the state gives him a lot of subsidies every month, he will have another reward for being a ranger.

"Auntie! What about my master? ”

An aunt sat in the corridor cleaning.

Seeing that it was Wang Feng, he thought about it and said:

"Zhong Qiansen went to the hospital half a month ago, and I heard that he had another disease, and now he is sitting in the Northwest Hospital...... Huh! …… Running so fast, I haven't said how many floors there are! ……”

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"Master! Master!! ……”

Wang Feng hurried to the Northwest Hospital.

After asking the doctor, I learned that Zhong Qiansen was recuperating in the backyard.

Wang Feng found the master and shouted:

"Master, Master! …… I'm Wang Feng! ”

"Wang ...... Front? …… Who is Wang Feng? ……”

Zhong Qiansen has Alzheimer's disease, which is a degenerative disease of the central nervous system with insidious onset.

The course of the disease is chronic and progressive, and it is the most common type of senile dementia.

"Master! Old Captain! …… It's me! …… I'm Wang Feng!! ……”

Wang Feng grabbed Master's wheelchair and shouted.

Unexpectedly, after not coming back for half a year, Master suffered from Alzheimer's disease.

If his memory hadn't been evoked, he wouldn't have been able to remember Wang Feng for the rest of his life.

Wang Feng has only appeared by the master's side for two years, and it is normal if he doesn't remember.

Master's family was killed during the Anti-Japanese War, and he never looked for a daughter-in-law in his life.

His only relative is Wang Feng.

Zhong Qiansen's reaction was extremely sluggish, and he read slowly:

"Old ...... Regiment...... Long? …… Are you Xiaowei? ……”

"I'm not Xiaowei! I'm Wang Feng! …… I am your apprentice, Wang Feng! ……”

Wang Feng screamed, his vision blurring more and more.

Tears were already filling his eyes.

"Master! Look at me here......"

Wang Feng made a gesture of drawing a gun, then shot and released the gun.

Seeing that the master's vision was sluggish, Wang Feng continued to make the action of assembling the gun.

The rhythm of the five fingers at the same time is exactly the dry group marksmanship.

"Master! …… Master, can you remember? …… I'm Wang Feng......"

At this time, Huang Lian happened to come to the hospital to visit Mr. Qiansen.

He saw that the doctor was trying to organize Wang Feng because his voice was too loud.

"Eh, wait for him to say, maybe he let Mr. Qiansen restore his memory, which is better than yours."

Huang Lian Chang grabbed the doctor and said.

"Yes, sir."

“……”

Half an hour passed.

Zhong Qiansen was still stunned, motionless.

He looked at Wang Feng like a statue.

Not a word, not a single action.

"Master......"

Wang Feng gently hugged his master, feeling extremely distressed.

"Master, you said that...... I despise the king eight box the most......"

"Although I despise it, I have to say that the Wang Ba box is very practical!"

Zhong Qiansen actually spoke.

"Master! You remember?! …… I'm Wang Feng! ……”

Wang Feng raised his head suddenly and said excitedly.

“……”

Zhong Qiansen didn't react at all.

Wang Feng then read these words, and he remembered these words very clearly:

"When shooting at the target, you must draw the gun quickly, on the battlefield, the root does not have enough time for you to prepare! …… When it's time to shoot, you have to shoot! ……”

When Zhong Qiansen heard this, he said lightly:

"The index finger is placed in the direction of the barrel, and the grip of the Wang Ba box and the axis of the barrel are one hundred and twenty degrees! It's just to make it easier to quickly draw a gun and shoot! ”

"Master! You remember! ……”

After Wang Feng finished speaking, Zhong Qiansen didn't react again.

"What? Mr. Qiansen has regained his memory?! ”

"Hello Huang Lian Chang! Huang Lianchang, Master, he only remembers the Wang Ba box now, can he get a Wang Ba box now? ”

Wang Feng asked: Firearms cannot be taken out of the military region, so they can only ask tentatively.

"Is it okay with the model?"

Huang Lian Chang frowned, thought about it, and said.

"Models can too!"

Soon, Huang Lian Commander bought a toy pistol, which was the Wang Ba box with crooked handles.

"Master,"

Wang Feng stuffed the gun into his master's hand.

He touched the handle of the gun, and suddenly came to his senses.

Extend the muzzle of the gun as fast as you can, pull the trigger.

Then he inserted it back into his waist, moving so fast that the nearby doctors couldn't see it clearly.

They grew their mouths and looked at Zhong Qiansen, but they didn't expect a patient with Alzheimer's disease to be so fast.

"Wang Feng! How much time did it take?! ”

Zhong Qiansen didn't expect that what he blurted out was the word 'Wang Feng'.

After thinking about it, he muttered:

"Wang Feng? Who is Wang Feng? ”

"Master! … Your speed has gotten faster! 0.4 seconds! ”

Wang Feng said excitedly.

"Tsk...... It's still slow! I think when I was fighting devils! Kill one, he doesn't even see where my gun is! At most, 0.3 seconds! ”

Zhong Qiansen finally remembered.

He looked at Wang Feng, and tears suddenly flowed.

"In vain...... In vain! …… Disciple, have you come to see Master? ”

"Master! …… I've come to see you! ”

Wang Feng hugged his master tightly, so sad that he couldn't speak.

Zhong Qiansen's eyes were also full of tears, and memories filled his mind like a marquee.

Looking at the apprentice in front of him, he was indescribably moved.

"I'm sorry Master! …… ...... during my absence"

"During your absence, I had six surgeries, big and small, and my health got worse and worse, and finally I was unconscious, and I thought I was dead...... As a result, I got Alzheimer's disease......"

Zhong Qiansen sighed, and then said:

"I still can't remember some things, and it feels like my head is like a can of paste...... By the way, who are you? ……”

Zhong Qiansen asked Company Commander Huang.

"Teacher Qiansen, I'm Huang Xing! Your students, I used to learn all the guns from you. ”

Zhong Qiansen has taught many students.

Ninety-nine percent of the students did not learn the dry marksmanship.

Only a few people who can fit this group of marksmanship can do it.

"Huang ...... Star? I don't remember, oh yes...... What's your name? My proudest apprentice......"

"Master! My name is Wang Feng. ”

"Oooh! You are...... Little Fengzi?! ……”

"Master, you finally remembered!"

“……”

Wang Feng spent the next two days chatting and talking to Master.

He was very happy, and after recovering some memories, he hurriedly urged Wang Feng to go to Beijing and report to the Armed Police Academy.