In a farmstead in Apache County, Arizona.

"Drive! Drive! ”

A black-brown horse was galloping on the farm, and a middle-aged strong man sitting on horseback was waving a whip in his hand and directing the horse to gallop around.

The four horse's legs were running happily on the grass, and for a moment the dust was flying, and the strong man on horseback had a murderous expression on his face, as if there was an unwarranted enemy in front of him, and he was galloping towards the enemy on horseback.

"Uncle Rambo! Uncle Rambo! ”

At this moment, there was a young girl behind her, riding a brown horse at a gallop, and her skillful maneuvering of the horse showed that she was a veteran who often rode horses.

Hearing someone call him, Rambo looked back and saw that it was his adopted daughter Capri, and on that cheek that had suffered from the vicissitudes of life, he suddenly showed a loving expression, "What's wrong Capric!" ”

Cabri rode quickly to Rambo's side, pulled the horse leash, stopped, and said with a smile: "Aunt Balazar asked me to call you home for dinner." ”

"Done so quickly?" Rambo turned the horse's head, manipulated the horse, and gently walked to Cabri's side and said, "Let's go, let's go home for dinner." ”

"Hmm!"

The two rode on their way home.

On the road.

Rambo asked, "How many days are left to go to school?" ”

"Half a month." Capri replied.

She will enter college to become a college student in half a month, and the school she chose is in another state, thousands of kilometers away from Arizona, I am afraid that this time I will go to school and will not be able to come back until the Christmas holidays.

"There is only half a month left, and time flies really fast." Rambo looked at Capri's well-behaved appearance, sighed slightly in his heart, and ten years passed in the blink of an eye, remembering Capri's thin body and stubborn eyes, he didn't expect to grow into such a big girl.

Capri saw that Rambo was not in a good mood, pursed his lips and said, "Okay, Uncle Rambo, don't worry, when the holiday is over, I will come back to see you and Aunt Balaza." ”

"I'll be fine with your Aunt Balaza, it's still you, go to a school so far away, you have to make sure of yourself, you must remember what I told you."

"Knowing Uncle Rambo, I will take everything you say to heart."

Seeing that Capri didn't want to listen to his own nagging, Rambo chuckled lightly, didn't care, and shouted with a wave of his horsewhip: "Let me see if your skills have regressed." ”

"Then Bibi look!"

Capri laughed out loud, looked at Rambo who had already galloped out, and immediately waved his whip and controlled the horse that sat down to speed up and follow.

……

A little after one o'clock in the afternoon.

After lunch, Rambo went to the cellar as usual, walked to a stove, took out a lighter and lit the weeds in the stove, watched the fire gradually devour the weeds, became more and more vigorous, and added a little firewood and coal to it, and when the stove burned red, he picked up a few pieces of iron on the ground and threw them into the stove.

Not long after, there was a "clanging" sound of striking iron in the cellar.

The fiery red flames reflected Rambo's vicissitudes of life, and the hammer smashed on the gradually forming iron again and again, sparks splashed everywhere, and he endured the heat and continued to thrash.

Strike iron!

It's something Rambo has been doing every day since he settled here.

Because only by desperately striking iron, desperately volatilizing physical energy, and making himself exhausted, can Rambo forget those memories buried deep in his mind, those battle memories that can never be forgotten.

Little by little, time passed.

After Rambo quenched the formed dagger, he picked up the tools and began to polish them.

"Good afternoon. Uncle Rambo. Suddenly, Cabri's voice came from the other side of the cellar.

Rambo looked up and smiled, "Good afternoon, Cabre!" ”

"Jason, I've fed them all and are resting in the stable." Cabri said as he rubbed his fingers as he looked at Rambo.

"That's good!" Rambo didn't notice Cabrie's little girl's thoughts, and continued to polish his head.

Cabrie hesitated for a few seconds, then walked over and said, "What are you doing?" ”

"I'll prepare a gift for you to go on to higher education." Rambo raised the dagger in his hand that was gradually shining and said, "A dagger made of Damascus steel." ”

Cabri tugged at the corners of his mouth and said helplessly, "It looks great." ”

"It's great!" Thinking that he once had a dagger that was exactly the same as this one, Rambo couldn't help but sigh in his heart, when he was in the Vietnam War, he used the same style as this dagger, but unfortunately it ended up in Vietnam.

At this time, Rambo glanced at Kabri, and seeing her preoccupied, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and asked, "You have something to do with me?" ”

"Hmm......" Cabrie was entangled and wanted to say it, but she was afraid that Rambo would be angry, so she hesitated for a long time, and she suddenly caught a glimpse of a sketch on the wall, and subconsciously said: "Uncle Rambo, why have you kept this sketch for so many years?" Who is he? Your good friend? ”

"Him!"

Rambo looked back at the yellowed sketch on the wall, the lines had faded over the decades, but he could still see the man's outline.

"Uh-huh, who is he? Why didn't I hear you and Aunt Balraza talk about it. Cabri nodded his head vigorously, with a genuine expression on his face.

Cabrie is really curious about the man in the portrait, since she was a child, she saw this portrait in Rambo's study, and then it was moved to the cellar, for so many years, the portrait has not been touched, she sometimes wonders if Rambo is G.

Looking at the curious Capri, Rambo stopped talking, because he didn't know how to introduce this man, because they had only met twice, and after hesitating for a few seconds, he introduced: "He is a comrade of mine." ”

"Comrade-in-arms?" Kabri was stunned for a moment, and then guessed in his heart that it might be a comrade-in-arms who had been sacrificed.

"Hmmm! Comrade in arms! Rambo's eyes flashed, as if he had suddenly returned to decades ago, when he had just returned from the Vietnam War and returned to his hometown, he had a conflict with the sheriff of a small town, and at a critical moment, he met this man who called himself a hunter.

At this time, Rambo suddenly remembered that when he saw this man for the first time, the other party called himself Stallone, if it wasn't for the later questioning, the other party said his real name Gu Ren, I'm afraid I don't know the other party's real name until now.

The second meeting, Rambo couldn't remember it a little, he only remembered that Gu Ren found him and asked him to complete a task together, as for what the task was, Rambo thought about it for many years, but he didn't remember what it was.

Recalling these past events, Rambo looked at his old hands and couldn't help but sigh.

More than 30 years have passed, and I don't know what happened to this one.

Capri saw the sadness on Rambo's face, and listened to his sigh, knowing that he must have remembered some past events, and after thinking about it, he still didn't tell him about his search for Rambo, because she was afraid that Rambo would be upset.

……

On the road a hundred kilometers from the Rambo Farm site.

A puff of smoke filled the air, and under the staggered lightning and light, a humanoid phantom gradually formed.

Fortunately, there are no others nearby except for the wasteland and the road, otherwise when I saw this scene, I thought it was the Terminator coming!

"Connected to the Internet? It seems that it is already the age of the Internet. Looking at the signal on the special mobile phone, Gu Ren looked around and found a signal tower in the distance, confirming that the Rambo world he was in had entered the Internet era.

In this way, it is much easier to find Rambo, and his sports car can finally be driven and used.

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