This time I entered the world, and it was much more uncomfortable than before. When the dizziness disappeared, Zhou Zhen couldn't help but want to vomit.

But as soon as he fell to the ground, his right arm hurt and fell directly to the ground.

Only then did he realize that his right arm had been injured and was bent by the stitches.

Subsequently, the memories belonging to Rambo came flooding over, and the dizziness in his body did not disappear in the first place, but this time he couldn't control it and vomited.

What about him!

The system doesn't give itself a chance to choose at all, and the time to enter this world is already the night in the movie when the squad that repelled him and was surrounded by more than two hundred state police and the National Guard.

Zhou Zhen also thought that entering this world was the beginning of time, so that he would not conflict with the sheriff and develop secretly.

Or a little later, snatch the gun directly from the police station, and fight back on the spot.

But in order to pursue subversion, the system directly sends itself into a desperate situation.

Now, he was wounded in the right arm, but there were more than 200 people at the bottom of the mountain.

The only thing to be thankful for is that he has now killed a wild boar and is not short of food for the time being.

Galt's walkie-talkie kept ringing, but Zhou Zhen ignored it.

If he picks up the signal, the other party will find out that he is in the northwest.

As for his commander, Colonel Trautman, this colonel, although a positive character, is now his enemy.

Feeling the hunger in his stomach, Zhou Zhenqiang held back the wild boar without salt, stuffed it into his mouth, chewed it heavily, and then swallowed it.

He doesn't know his appearance now, but his current height is his height, which is a lot taller than Stallone.

In other words, it is still a half-crossing body, with only some of Stallone's features.

As he ate, he planned his next move.

By the time his stomach was full, he had already planned it.

In both the film and the novel, Rambo doesn't know what the police do, but he does.

He also knows that the police base camp is on the river beach below the bridge where Sheriff Will Tiso takes him at the beginning of the film.

In this case, why did he wait for the police to search the mountain on the mountain, it would only make him passive.

No matter how powerful he is, it is impossible for him to fight two hundred people alone.

So, he has decided to start descending the mountain.

It's still raining outside, and it's very dangerous to go down the mountain, but it's not impossible to overcome.

It's not the shrub forests of the south, but the Washington state of the north of the United States, where the forests are dominated by huge pine trees, just watch your step.

And it's still winter, and the top of the mountain is covered with snow, so I'm not afraid of venomous snakes.

As soon as he wanted to go, Zhou Zhen began to pack his things.

In fact, there was nothing to clean up, mainly a jungle combat knife, and the only gun was also out of bullets.

He got up and found a pine tree that was not tall, climbed down a branch with all his might, and patiently repaired it into a wooden stick, which could be used as a crutch.

Recalling the route into the mountain today, Zhou Zhen removed the compass behind the saber again to identify the direction.

Then, he picked up a few pine sticks, lit one, and began to walk out.

The light rain kept falling, and the cold wind was biting. The torch was inconspicuous in the mountains, and the police did not act tonight, so he was not afraid that the other party would find him.

However, Zhou Zhen still underestimated the difficulty of descending the mountain at night, and he walked for less than five kilometers, and he walked for two hours to only half of it.

There are no roads everywhere, the sky is covered with dark clouds, and it is easy to get lost in the mountains.

If it weren't for Rambo's experience, he wouldn't have been able to get out on his own.

By the time he spotted the lights of the police camp, he had been groping in the mountains for nearly three hours.

On the last stretch of the road, he didn't dare to light any more torches, so he could only go down the mountain in the dark.

In order to prevent injury, he had to slow down again.

If he breaks his foot now, it will be difficult to succeed in this mission.

It took him another hour or so before he finally reached the outskirts of the camp, and according to his judgment, it was already two or three o'clock in the morning.

The camp was not well guarded, but there were also cross-sentry posts, and after Zhou Zhen hesitated for a few minutes, he still decided to believe in Rambo's physique.

In movies and novels, Rambo only has one underwear in the snowy winter, and he still dives and hides, and he has no fever or wound infection.

It's a bug, but it's a fair bet.

At two or three o'clock in the middle of the night, it was raining lightly, and Zhou Zhen, who sneaked into the camp on the river beach from the water, did not alarm anyone.

Zhou Zhen gritted his jaw vigorously, for fear that the sound of his teeth trembling would alarm the sentry.

After observing the river for a while, he chose a relatively small tent.

There must be a lot of people sleeping in the big tent, and it is difficult to solve all of them at once.

He needed a dry place to rest for a while, and if he didn't recuperate, it would be difficult for him to cope with the next battle.

Of course, the small tent could also be an adventure, as it was usually the more important person, or it could be the Sheriff Will.

But no matter who it is, it's easier to deal with than with seven or eight soldiers.

The first step was the hardest, he had to get the gun so he could have a chance against the others.

The rain became heavier and heavier, and the sound of the rain also drowned out Zhou Zhen's footsteps.

He didn't dare to be careless, and if he alarmed anyone, he would face a siege of two hundred men.

Slipping into the shadows of a small tent, he carefully pulled out his battle dagger and slowly cut a section through the connecting rope.

After making a small cut, he lifted the canvas and approached the small hole to observe the layout of the tent.

This is an ordinary military canvas tent, and the joints are all round holes, which are connected by nylon ropes.

Inside the tent, there was a wire bed, and I couldn't tell who it was, but my head was just on this side.

Zhou Zhen covered the canvas and began to patiently separate a section of partition nylon rope, and then pulled off the nylon rope.

The gap was enough for him to get into, he took a deep breath, then recalled the location of the wire bed, quickly lifted the canvas, and got inside.

The person in the bed was very alert and opened his eyes when he heard the movement. But as soon as Zhou Zhen covered his mouth, the dagger was inserted through his major artery.

The other party's major artery and throat were cut off by Zhou Zhen at once, and he couldn't make any sound if he wanted to scream, only the sound of hissing blood and the sound of chest leakage.

But the sound of the rain falling on the tent was too quiet.

The other party's body finally stopped moving, Zhou Zhen came to the door of the tent, opened a crack, and realized that it was his old boss Colonel Trautman who he had killed.

Zhou Zhen secretly apologized to the old soldier, deliberately leaving a small gap to let in a little dim light outside, and then began to check the equipment in the tent.

Colonel Trautman carried very little with him, except for a few pieces of underwear, only a pistol, a Colt pistol, with only seven rounds.

Zhou Zhen changed into his clothes and put on his coat, and his cold body had a trace of warmth.

He removed the Colonel's body from the wire bed along with the bed, carried the wire bed to the tent door, and then leaned back on the bed and began to rest.

He had to rest for about half an hour to recover some of his strength before he could mentally fight.

But when he lay down, he found that he was overdrawn, lying there, not wanting to move, and weak.

In the colonel's trunk, he found two chocolates, and an enamel cup at the head of the bed with already cold coffee in it.

He didn't dislike it, he drank the coffee and ate a piece of chocolate.

To get the ground in jeopardy, he must first cut off the power supply to the generator.

Without electricity, the other party will be chaotic when the gunshots are heard.

The police and the guards had concerns about each other and didn't dare to shoot casually, but Zhou Zhen didn't, because everyone was an enemy.

Before that, of course, he had to get two rifles.

After resting for a while, Zhou Zhen took off the hand on the colonel's wrist and looked at it, it was now half past three in the morning.

There were still four hours until dawn, which was enough.

He stood on the wire bed, took off the wire he had brought in, covered the handle of the dagger with a plastic bag, and slashed it off.

Cutting two wires at the same time has formed an iron, the wire drawn out by this engine does not have a short-circuit switch, and the light in this direction flashes twice and goes out directly.

However, this did not affect other lines. In the camp, there are still lights on in three directions.

Zhou Zhen has been patiently waiting for the on-duty personnel to overhaul, but the on-duty personnel have not appeared.

Perhaps, a short circuit on a rainy night, they take it for granted.

This was of course the best, and he immediately flashed out of his tent and walked out of the shadows towards the generator.

The tent in which the generator was installed was a herringbone tent with ventilation at both ends, and two guards hiding in the gap between the engine and the tent, with bullet boxes on both sides.

It was cold inside the tent, and they leaned against the cylinder fins, despite the noise of the generator, enjoying the warmth.

Zhou Zhen didn't expect the camp's defenses to be so loose, perhaps, the secret sentinels on the periphery reassured them, and the camp was not guarded at all.

Two guards leaned against the bullet box, one dozing off, the other holding a book in his hand and reading in fascination.

They didn't even notice at all that there was a short circuit in the line, which had gone out.

He observed for a few minutes and found nothing unusual.

After observing the location of the tent and the position of the supply vehicle, Zhou Zhen thought that he could act.

The sound of the generator was so loud that he didn't need to hide his footsteps at all, and slipped straight behind them.

At the same time as he got up suddenly, the dagger in Zhou Zhen's hand had already been inserted into the neck of the reading guard, and then he hugged the head of the guard with both hands and twisted it vigorously.

Zhou Zhen didn't expect his strength to be so great, and he actually twisted the other party's head one hundred and eighty degrees at once, and the other party's frightened eyes opened and faced him.

He couldn't help but shudder and pushed the other party away.

This kind of killing and killing people with guns are completely two different concepts, which is too penetrating.