"Your Excellency, don't you understand? Choosing the battlefield in the mountains was the biggest mistake we made, and it is time to correct it. ”

"Of course I understand, but who is responsible for Rambo's escape?"

McClairy glanced at the stupid major general with some disdain, if it weren't for his family, he would probably have to be a no-brainer forever.

However, at this time, he could only explain to the other party: "Who said Rambo escaped? Under the heroic battle of our soldiers, Rambo was killed on the spot. ”

The major general really couldn't turn this corner, as if the person in front of him was a psychopath.

The governor from Olympia also shook his head slightly, and said to McCleary: "I'll be in charge of dealing with the media, and you'll set up the hunt plan, and I'll leave everything up to you." ”

McClary nodded and said, "We should have done this a long time ago to lure Rambo out of the mountains and downplay the sensationality of this news in time." Rest assured, I'll fight Rambo on a battlefield that he doesn't excel at. ”

After McClairy went out, the governor said to the major general: "Willis, please don't express your opinions too much in the field you are not good at, it will only make you look stupid." ”

Major General Willis was silent for a long time before asking, "Then what are we going to do now?" ”

"Pick one of the soldiers who died in the forest to be about the same height as Rambo, and I will arrange for a makeup artist to make him look like Rambo.

A fake Rambo can satisfy the curiosity of the media, so that the media will no longer pay attention to Rambo, so that those political groups can no longer use Rambo as an excuse to satisfy Congress and the president.

We withdrew 3,000 soldiers, and we could save a lot of money, so why not do it? ”

"But Rambo is alive and well."

"Yes. If McClary could kill him somewhere else, we'd correct the mistake and just say it was a misunderstanding. If you can't catch Rambo, then, this fake Rambo is Rambo. ”

Still a little unconvinced, Willis said, "I don't think McClairy can catch Rambo. ”

The governor laughed. "That's his problem."

Zhou Zhen was still struggling through the mountains and forests at this time, and since he had decided to leave the town, he walked all the way along the road.

It's just that he didn't take the road, but the mountains and forests next to the road.

Along the way, he discovers several levels, though the checks are not rigorous.

He's weird about it.

In fact, not only now, but a few days ago, he had already noticed that the blockade had been much looser, and the soldiers were pursuing more and more perfunctory.

That's why he wanted to get information from the outside world, but unfortunately, he messed it up again.

However, although he has obtained the system, he does not think that his ability is much better than others, and his luck can be much better.

It's normal to run into other soldiers in a tightly sealed town, and if he can kill more than twenty people and escape, his luck is not bad.

Overall, he made some mistakes in this operation, but they were all within the reasonable range.

Perfect action is not possible.

By daybreak, Zhou Zhen had already entered the hilly area, but it was still inaccessible.

Zhou Zhen didn't dare to take the main road, and kept walking through the woods, keeping a distance of ten to twenty meters from the main road.

At noon, a convoy suddenly came from the rear, Zhou Zhen hid in the bushes among the trees, and saw twenty cars passing by, and on the carport of the truck, there was a photo of the corpse.

Zhou Zhen was a little curious, but because he was afraid of being discovered by the soldiers, he didn't dare to observe carefully.

After walking less than two kilometers, another convoy came, this time Zhou Zhen was on a hill and saw the slogans and photos on the car.

To his surprise, there were eight images of the person in the photo. And the banner that was attached turned out to be such a slogan as "The end of the outlaws" and "Rambo Johnny is killed".

Zhou Zhenden had a ridiculous feeling that he was "killed".

After the convoy passed, Zhou Zhen turned around and lay down in the grass, looking up at the gloomy sky, a little at a loss.

His own thinking, Jiang Hao's thinking, and Rambo's thinking were all very dazed, and he didn't know what was going on.

But soon, the experience that belonged to Sellers and Kevin helped him, and he guessed something.

Because they were fighting in the jungle so badly that the government could no longer stand this kind of loss, they arranged their own "death" so that they could step down.

As for whether you are alive or dead, it doesn't really matter, what matters is the face of the government.

After his own death, on the surface, the government can step down with dignity and expose the matter.

However, this does not mean that the government will let him go. They just want to change the battlefield, to change the battlefield from the jungle where it is difficult to dominate.

Zhou Zhen figured out these links, and began to guess how to deal with himself, there should be no encirclement and suppression, unless he was forced into a desperate situation.

It should only be pursued secretly, embellished with himself, and captured in one fell swoop while he was slack.

If this is the purpose, the checkpoints everywhere should be sent outside and tightened inside.

In fact, as long as you look at whether there are any checkpoints, you can know the government's intentions.

As long as there is still a level, it means that you have not given up the pursuit of yourself.

Unless, they really "killed" themselves.

As for their "not dead", the police can easily explain that they can recognize the wrong person.

After lying in place and thinking for a long time, Zhou Zhen decided to sleep first, not to alarm the level tonight, and to move forward overnight.

Everyone thought he would rob a car, or steal a car and get out of here.

As long as he does something, he will definitely show his feet.

And he will do the opposite, and no one will be alarmed, so that they will be suspicious.

In the grass on the hillside, Zhou Zhen sorted out a clearing, where the road below could not be seen, and of course he could not be seen from the road.

However, vehicles can be seen on the road about a kilometer away in both directions.

After the open space was tidied up, Zhou Zhen cut some hay with a dagger, partly spread it on the ground and put it aside.

Two raincoats, one under and one on top, and hay over the raincoat.

Lying in the grass and seeing the helicopters flying in the sky from time to time, Zhou Zhen couldn't help laughing.

As long as they don't make a fire themselves, they simply can't find themselves.

I slept until five o'clock in the afternoon, and it was almost dark.

After packing his backpack, Zhou Zhen ate chocolate and compressed biscuits while walking along the road.

As soon as he heard movement in front of or behind him, he would slip to the side of the road and not let any passing traffic see him.

By the time it was almost seven o'clock, it was already completely dark, and there was a checkpoint on the road that was three or four hundred meters apart, and you could see a checkpoint checking the passing traffic.

Zhou Zhen confirmed his guess more and more, the other party was just deceiving the public and trying to paralyze himself.

Bypassing this checkpoint, there is a hilly terrain ahead, and twenty kilometers away is Olympia, the state capital of Washington State.

Two hundred kilometers further south is Rambo's hometown of Portland.

Zhou Zhen hesitated, but chose to go directly south, because the western part of the United States is only a little prosperous along the coast, and then it is all grasslands and deserts.

It is difficult for a person to get supplies in the vast grasslands and deserts, and it is even more difficult to hide his figure.

And head south along the coast, into Oregon and California, and you'll be able to head straight to Tijuana, Mexico.

For the sake of insurance, Zhou Zhen decided to find a way to get a car after passing Olympia.

After Olympia, Zhou Zhen didn't believe that the other party would still close the card, in this case, too much police force would be needed.

That night, Zhou Zhen walked along the road, walked all the way for 40 kilometers, and arrived at a small village called Meidun.

It was almost dawn, and Zhou Zhen decided not to go anymore and take a rest.

For two days and two nights, he walked more than 80 kilometers and should have walked out of the encirclement.

In the forest on the north side of the village of Maidon, there is an abandoned ranger's wooden house. Zhou Zhen looked around, no one had been here for a long time.

It's December again, but the school hasn't been closed yet, so I'm not worried about a child coming to find him.

So, he went straight into the hut and prepared to sleep until late in the evening.

opened the backpack, there were two bags of compressed biscuits inside, three small packets of vacuum-packed beef carried by the pursuers, and there were more various spices.

After simply coping with his stomach, Zhou Zhen opened a small window on both sides of the wooden house to facilitate the observation of the enemy.

Then wrapped in a raincoat, nestled in the corner of the wooden house and began to fall asleep.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, he woke up. I opened a bag of beef and sat there tearing it apart, chewing and swallowing it slowly.

It had been quiet outside, and by five o'clock in the afternoon, he had put on his backpack and was ready to move.

The American village is not a Chinese village, and the villagers are all gathered together. Every house in this village is more than one or two hundred meters apart.

The only thing worth worrying about is that there are hunting dogs in every house.

Both guns were fixed behind him, and he drew his battle dagger. His target was a family living on the edge of the forest, and Zhou Zhen observed for two hours, but did not find that they were picking up their children at home.

The family had only one car in the house, and it had been parked in the yard surrounded by a wooden fence.

Zhou Zhen saw the male and female hosts, they were about fifty years old, they were typical northwestern farmers, rough and tough.

According to calculations, the children of this family should go to school or work in other places, and it is easy to deal with only the old couple.

As night fell, Zhou Zhen saw them sitting down for dinner by the kitchen on the first floor, ready to act.

As soon as they approached their yard, the two dogs began to bark.

Zhou Zhen not only did not flinch, but rushed faster and faster, and when the two dogs pounced, he kicked one of them on the nose with one kick, and took the initiative to give the left arm wrapped in the raincoat to the other dog to bite.

When it bit into its left arm, the dagger plunged into its head.

Zhou Zhen shook it off, leaned down, and grabbed the neck of another dog rolling on the ground, and the dagger slashed its stomach from front to back, and the internal organs leaked out directly.

When the two people in the room stood up and wanted to come out to see the movement, Zhou Zhen kicked the door open. "Sorry to disturb your dinner."