Up the reservoir, up a gentle hill, leads to a prison divided into a juvenile detention centre and two different prisons.

Between the prison and Mexico's border is a large factory area where workers are prison inmates.

The prison was heavily guarded, and Zhou Zhen turned to the east when he saw that there were people on duty, and he was far away.

On the east side is Aotai Mountain, where there are no roads, only pedestrian walkways, and most of the area is a series of steps.

There are very few large trees in the mountains, especially at a distance of a few hundred meters near the border wall, there is not a single tree, and the tallest bushes are only half a meter high. Hide a person and you can see it from a distance.

The U.S. side is barren, but the Mexican side is bustling, and you can see the beautiful cities and houses on the hillside.

Zhou Zhen did not go down the mountain, but walked all the way east on the hillside, observing the protection by the wall.

From eight o'clock to twelve o'clock, Zhou Zhen walked about twenty kilometers of mountain roads, and when he met anyone, he was careful not to let the other party see his appearance clearly.

After a short break, Zhou Zhen began to walk back, and at this time he noticed that the frequency of patrols along the border wall had increased a lot.

When I came in the morning, there was only one person at each surveillance point, but now it is two people.

Zhou Zhen is not worried about them, the distance of a few hundred meters from each monitoring point, one person or two people, there is not much difference for him.

His fear was that the police had found his car so he was free of a gun.

However, with a gun, he had the confidence to cope with anyone. So, he had to venture back.

However, going back is not now, the original plan was to go back at four o'clock, rest for a while and act at night, but now I have to change my strategy and go back when it gets dark.

The U.S.-Mexico border and holiday town are separated by two thousand kilometers, and they are two worlds entirely, one is the north, gloomy, rainy, and bitterly cold. One is that the sun is shining brightly and warm like spring.

Zhou Zhen went north into the no-man's land, then found a platform on the mountainside, and made sure that he couldn't be seen from above or from below, before he began to rest.

By about three o'clock in the afternoon, he returned to the walking trail and watched the situation around him vigilantly.

The guards at the border have indeed strengthened, but as long as he is allowed to go back and get the gun, he is not afraid.

He robbed the car in Bakersfield, and the other party knocked him unconscious without seeing his face.

Even if the other party gets out of trouble and calls the police, as long as they are not sure that it is him, the car will not attract attention.

Car robbery cases hundreds of kilometers away are difficult to investigate, even when the Internet is reporting in real time in the new century, let alone in this era when there is no Internet.

By the time we got back to the parking lot by the lake, it was already dark, and the spotlights on the side of the prison had turned on, illuminating the area.

Zhou Zhen walked along the shadowed area by the lake, and after passing the prison, he crossed the road and walked up the hillside.

The ambush has not been found, and it seems that it has not been discovered.

There is a shortage of police in the United States, and if the other party can find the car in the scenic parking lot hundreds of kilometers away, he considers himself unlucky.

After a long circle around the parking lot, and finally back in the woods to the parking lot, there was no one except for the hut by the lake where the boats were rented was still lit.

Zhou Zhen hid behind the car, observed from the bottom of the car, and found no traces of the bomb, so he opened the trunk and took out the M16.

After checking and everything was in order, he grabbed his gun, opened the door, and got into the driver's seat.

Leaning back in your seat, you rested on the bridge with your legs crossed for about fifteen minutes to calm yourself down. Then, he started the car, and without driving lights, he drove onto the highway with the light around him.

From the parking lot to the east side of the mountain, walking around the lake, about a kilometer past the north gate of the prison, he drove the car all the way to the foot of the hill and parked the car on the side of the road.

Then, he loaded all the bullets from the gun and nine magazines on his body, and he didn't want his backpack, and he only had more than 200 dollars on him.

With everything in order, he got out of the car and started up the hill.

However, before he reached the top of the mountain, a loudspeaker sounded. "Warning, warning, don't go near the border."

Zhou Zhen paused for a moment, not understanding how he was discovered, but instead of retreating, he began to speed up and run towards the top of the mountain.

Little did he know that within 500 meters of Tijuana's borders, there were passive infrared alarms.

The Mexican side is a bustling city, while the American side is deserted, and many alarm devices are installed in the wilderness.

During the day, there is surveillance, and the infrared is not turned on, but at night, this area becomes a no-go zone.

Without these alarm devices, wouldn't everyone be able to enter the United States by jumping over the wall?

His presence not only set off the alarm at customs, but McCleary, who had always believed that he was going to cross the border to Mexico, also received this information at the headquarters.

Rambo or not, McClairy doesn't let people cross the border easily.

The FBI sprang into action, arranging personnel in the vicinity, as well as helicopters, to immediately rush to the Otai Shan area.

Zhou Zhen's target during the day was a dry ditch about five kilometers away from the prison, where the border wall was slightly lower than the city side and was all made of bricks.

When climbing over walls, brick walls are easier to climb than steel mesh walls.

However, when he ran two kilometers east, he found a large number of police forces gathering along the border wall.

Wherever he went, he would be chased, and by this time, he had already discovered the problem.

Because it was dark, the border police could not actually see him, but they could know his location, indicating that there was detection equipment installed here.

He hesitated on the hillside, ready to break through directly with violence.

Now, there are only three cars chasing him, and with the monitoring points at 500 meters apart, there are only about ten people, and as long as they are killed, they can climb over the border wall.

Just as he was about to rush down, he suddenly heard a sudden sound, and looked back to see two helicopters flying from the west.

In the distance, a longer convoy drove up.

And the police on the border wall seem to have been instructed to stop shouting at Zhou Zhen to surrender. Except for the driver, everyone got out of the car, then turned the car around, and faced Zhou Zhen with the co-pilot.

Zhou Zhen walked forward, the car retreated, and everyone else lay on the other side of the car, paying close attention to the movement on the hillside.

This is not a mountain forest in the north, there is not a single tree on the mountain, only some low grass and small cacti, if Zhou Zhen wants to charge, he can only be sent to death.

He reluctantly spat at the foam, turned and fled north. Climbing over the hill, there are still some trees and bushes on the southern slope.

He was running fast, but the helicopter was faster, and soon, the spotlight on the helicopter locked on him.

On the helicopter, McClairy held a telescope and carefully identified the figure, and when Zhou Zhen turned around, he shouted with certainty. "It's Rambo, immediately notify the command, deploy manpower, block all entrances and exits, and surround Aotai Park."

Zhou Zhen jumped and climbed quickly in the mountains and forests, and the helicopter was far away, separated by a distance of three or four hundred meters, and only used a powerful light to lock on to his range.

Looking at the past from Zhou Zhen's angle, the helicopter blended into the night, and the powerful illuminating light made him unable to open his eyes at all, let alone aim.

After several attempts, he could only give up and run away.

However, the small trees on the mountain could not stop him at all, unless he hid and did not move.

But if you don't move, the helicopter only needs to lock on to this area, and it will be a turtle in the urn for a while.

Hiding behind a small tree, Zhou Zhen tentatively fired a few shots at the helicopter, but to no avail.

He seemed to be in a desperate situation.

After thinking about it, he stopped running to no one, but to the city to the west.

He needs a car, or he needs to hide in a crowd.

In this wasteland, there is no supply, and only defeat and death await him.

On the plane, McClary was shaking with excitement.

This plan to lure the snake out of the hole can be said to be single-handedly handled, as long as he can kill Rambo, the FBI can get a huge benefit this time, and he will benefit from it for the rest of his life.

He also served in the army and knows very well how powerful these special soldiers are Rambo. Therefore, he is never greedy for merit, never foolproof, and never directly confronts Rambo.

Watching Rambo run like a cheetah in the mountains, he would rather never be a rival to the other party.

But now, the beast is at the end of its rope.

He didn't believe he could escape, and if he could still run out of an encirclement of more than five hundred people, then he wouldn't be a warrior, but a superman.

In the headset, hearing the orders from the command headquarters, he began to sketch the map to make sure there were no loopholes.

Zhou Zhen quickly returned to the prison area, and saw dozens of cars at the intersection under the mountain.

From the lake to the prison, it has been completely blocked, and the southern border with Mexico has also formed a defensive line of hundreds of soldiers.

Zhou Zhen finally saw the two planes clearly through the lights of the prison, these were two civilian helicopters, no wonder they had been far away.

Standing under a small tree, Zhou Zhen carefully observed the encirclement, in addition to the east, there were some loopholes in the area to the north, and the direction close to the city was all blocked.

To the north and east, it is a wasteland area, and there are not many big trees in a few mountains, so it is impossible to hide at all.

He checked his gear and crouched down to fasten his shoelaces.

The helicopter's spotlights had been shining in the area where he was hiding, and although they didn't see Zhou Zhen, they were very sure of Zhou Zhen's location.

This kind of guidance also let the people under the hillside know Zhou Zhen's location, and it is impossible to raid it.

But Zhou Zhen, who was already in a desperate situation, decided to fight, he aimed at two planes, and gave each plane fifteen bullets in a three-shot burst.

At an altitude of three or four hundred meters, even if it is an M16, the kinetic energy of the bullet is almost consumed, and even if it hits an airplane, it is not a particularly coincidental position, and there is not much threat.

However, the plane was shot, which made the pilot panic and adjust the altitude of the plane, and for a while, the two planes only dodged, and the spotlights also left Zhou Zhen's area.

Taking advantage of this gap, Zhou Zhen began to rush down the mountain.