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Chapter 95 Who is the Inner Response (Part 1)

Li Ran glanced at Wang Mo, who was standing next to him, and continued to explain: "Actually, Kuanglong had planned to fight Balang with his life before, but I noticed one detail. His hands holding the gun were always inconsistent.

Consciously rotate the gun handle and pinch the gun handle. In the shooting course, instructor Cheng Ying said that as an elite special operations team member, when pointing a gun at the enemy, your hand must be as steady as a rock. This way

The bullets fired will be faster and more accurate than ordinary people!"

"As a student of Cheng Ying, it is impossible for Kuanglong not to know this truth, so the phenomenon of his hand holding the gun handle can only indicate one problem. He is hesitant and afraid! He is not sure that he is shooting.

Balang can save Yunxi in an instant. He dares to risk his own life, but he doesn't dare to gamble with Yunxi's life. Yunxi is his weakness!"

Listening to Li Ran's analysis, Wang Mo couldn't help but give him a thumbs up, awesome!



In the execution room, Luo Hao was tied behind his back to a vertical log. After being tortured by Balang, there were bloodstains on his body.

Balang pulled out his fighting saber and waved it in front of Luo Hao. He smiled coldly and said, "Luo Hao, three years ago, in this jungle, you took a shot and blinded one of my eyes.

Let me suffer the pain of having one eye. From that moment on, I wanted to take revenge. You blinded me in one eye, and I want your two eyes to compensate! Now I finally waited!"

Balang pointed the tip of the knife at Luo Hao's eye and stabbed it straight!

When the saber in Balang's hand was less than ten centimeters from Luo Hao's eye socket, the sound of breaking glass suddenly sounded in the ears of Luo Hao and Balang.

A bullet passed through Luo Hao's hair with a scorching wave of air. With a bang, it drilled a hole in Balang's fighting saber!

Looking at the bullet holes in the glass window and the saber, Balang's eyes were filled with angry flames, and he shouted loudly: "Scar!"

The door of the wooden house was suddenly pushed open from the outside. Scar, holding a domestic 56-1 submachine gun in his hand, rushed into the torture room. Looking at the angry Balang, he asked in confusion: "Brother, are you looking for

I?"

"Scar, have you been guarding outside just now?" Balang asked.

The knife scarred his head.

"Then did you see anyone suspicious approaching here?"

Scar shook his head again, looked at Barang in confusion and asked, "Brother, what's going on?"

Balang handed the fighting saber that had been pierced by bullets to Scar, pointed to the bullet hole left on the window, and said with lingering fear: "Someone shot at me outside just now, and he was almost there."

Killed me!"

Shoot?! Scar's expression changed drastically. He walked to the window and carefully observed the bullet holes left on it. He pondered for a moment and asked Barang: "The other party probably used a silenced weapon, so none of us listened.

to the sound of gunfire.”

Special Forces?! After hearing Scar's analysis, the first thing that jumped into Barang's mind was this term. Only this kind of elite special forces, which are armed to the teeth and are good at large-scale infiltration operations behind enemy lines, will be equipped with weapons suitable for latent assassinations.

Silencer.

Balang walked up to Luo Hao, looked at him from top to bottom, and asked harshly: "Did you bring the special forces in?"

"Do you think I will tell you?" Luo Hao snorted and turned his head to the side.

"Fuck!" Balang raised his fist, punched Luo Hao in the abdomen, spat at him, and cursed: "You don't know how to live or die, and you still dare to talk harshly to me, I'll beat you to death!

"

When Balang raised his hand and was about to slap Luo Hao with his big ear scraper, Scar suddenly said: "Brother, I think our top priority now is to find the person who shot the gun first!"

"Yes, you must be good, look at my brain!" Balang patted his forehead and told Scar: "You must find the thing that put my cold gun, I will kill him alive.

Skin!"

"Brother, I think the people who make cold shots may not be special forces."

Under Barang's surprised gaze, Scar took out his saber and picked out the bullet nailed into the wooden board, put it in his hand and stretched it out in front of Barang, "This is a nine-millimeter Balaberum pistol.

There are bullets, so we rule out the possibility of snipers shooting from a distance. And if it is really the special forces brought by this guy, then they would have already opened fire at the gate of the camp during the day, so there is no need to wait until now."

"What do you mean?"

"This person must be in our camp!" Scar said decisively, "And those equipped with silencers are not necessarily special forces. I noticed that the self-defense pistols on Li Ran and Wang Mo were USP tactical pistols and P6 self-defense pistols respectively. These two

All guns can be equipped with silencers, and the bullets fired are also nine-millimeter Parabellum pistol rounds."

"Did you do it to those two brats?" Balang scratched his head in confusion.

"Don't forget, the two of them and this guy were comrades in arms before, brothers who could take bullets for each other. Although they have joined Hydra now, who knows if they are just acting. Brother, don't forget

, those two guys were also responsible for what happened back then." Scar said solemnly.

Take it! Balang slammed his fist, walked back and forth in the wooden house a few steps, and ordered Scar: "Go and find those two bastards. I want to ask clearly, don't end up being killed."

After selling it, you still fucking helped him count the money!"

After Scar's head is down, exit the wooden house.

Luo Hao, who was tied to the wooden pillar, frowned slightly at this time. When the glass shattered just now, he caught a glimpse of a figure flashing past from the corner of his eye, but because of the dim light outside, he couldn't see it clearly.

He couldn't see the other person's appearance, but he could confirm that when Balang was about to dig out his eyes with a knife, there was indeed a person standing at the window!

Who is that person? Why did he want to save himself? Could it be that Li Ran and Wang Mo were responsible for Scar? If it were really the two of them, it would indeed be possible for him to shoot without being discovered by Scar.

But since they have defected from the Longyin Army and completely stood against the country, why do they still need to save themselves? If their defection was just for show, why did they just shoot Balang's saber to give him a warning instead of directly shooting him?

Kill him? All kinds of questions filled Luo Hao's mind for a while.

If it was not Li Ran and Wang Mo who saved him at the critical moment, then there are other insiders in the Balang camp, and this insider undoubtedly knows him. Only in this way can he explain why he took the risk of shooting.

Save yourself. But who could this person be?


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