Darkwalker of the Sky World

Going up the reservoir and passing a gentle upward slope, there is a prison in front of it, which is divided into a juvenile detention center and two different prisons.

Between the prison and the Mexican border is a large factory area, where the workers are all prisoners.

The prison was heavily guarded, and Zhou Zhen turned to the east when he saw someone on duty.

On the east side is Aotai Mountain, there is no highway, only walking paths for pedestrians, most of the lot is a layer of steps.

There are very few big trees in the mountainous area, especially at a distance of several hundred meters near the border wall. There is not a single tree, and the tallest bush is only half a meter high. Hide a person and you can see it from a long distance.

The United States is deserted, but Mexico is very prosperous. Standing on the hillside, you can see the beautiful cities and houses over there.

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

From eight o'clock to twelve o'clock, Zhou Zhen walked about 20 kilometers of mountain roads, and when he met anyone, he took care not to let the other person see his appearance clearly.

After a short break, Zhou Zhen began to walk back. At this time, he noticed that the video rate of patrols on the border wall had increased a lot.

When I came here in the morning, there was only one person at each monitoring point, but now they have become two people.

Zhou Zhen didn't worry about them. At a distance of a few hundred meters from each monitoring point, there was little difference between one person or two people.

He was worried that the police had found his car so that he would not have a gun.

However, with a gun, he has the confidence to deal with anyone. Therefore, he must risk going back.

However, it's not the present to go back. The original plan was to go back at more than four o'clock and take a rest at night. Now I must change my strategy and go back when it gets dark.

The US-Mexico border and Holiday Town are two thousand kilometers apart, and they are completely two worlds, one is the north, gloomy, rainy, and bitterly cold. One is the sun shining brightly, warm as spring.

Zhou Zhen headed north into the no man's land, then found a platform on the mountainside, determined that he could not be seen from above or below, and then began to rest.

After three o'clock in the afternoon, he returned to the walking path and watched the surroundings vigilantly.

The guard at the border has indeed been strengthened, but as long as he is asked to go back and get the gun, he is not afraid.

The car he robbed in Bakersfield was knocked out without seeing his face.

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

A car robbing case hundreds of kilometers away is difficult to investigate even when the New Century network is notified in real time, let alone this era without the Internet.

When I returned to the parking lot by the lake, the sky was already dark, and the lamp on the prison side was already on, illuminating the area brightly.

Zhou Zhen has been walking along the shaded area by the lake. After passing the prison, he crossed the highway and walked along the hillside.

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

The U.S. police force is extremely scarce. If the other party can find the car in the parking lot of a scenic spot hundreds of kilometers away, he would think he would be unlucky.

Went around the parking lot, and finally returned to the parking lot from the woods. There was no one except the hut on the lakeside where the boats were rented.

Zhou Zhen hid behind the car and observed from the bottom of the car for a round, and found no trace of the bomb installation. Then he opened the trunk and took out the M16.

After checking, everything was normal, he took the gun, opened the car door, and got into the driver's seat.

Leaning on the seat, resting his legs on the bridge for about fifteen minutes, calmed himself down. Afterwards, he started the car without driving lights, and drove on the highway with the surrounding light.

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

Afterwards, he loaded all the bullets of the gun and nine magazines on his body, and he didn't need his backpack. There was only more than two hundred dollars from the robbery on his body.

After finishing everything, he got out of the car and started up the mountain.

However, before reaching the top of the mountain, a big horn rang. "Warning, warning, don't go near the border."

Zhou Zhen was shocked, not understanding how he was discovered, but instead of retreating, he started to speed up and ran to the top of the mountain.

He didn't know that there are passive infrared alarms within 500 meters of the border of Tijuana.

Mexico is a prosperous city, but the United States is deserted. Many alarm devices have been installed in the wilderness.

During the day, someone was watching and the infrared was not turned on, but at night, this area became a restricted area.

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

His appearance not only triggered a customs alert, but McCleary, who had always believed that he was going to go to Mexico, also received this information at the headquarters.

Regardless of whether it is Rambo or not, McCleary will not let people cross the border easily.

The FBI swiftly acted, arranging nearby personnel and helicopters to the Aotai Mountains immediately.

The goal Zhou Zhen chose during the day was a dry ditch about five kilometers away from the prison. The border wall there was slightly shorter than the city, and it was all brickwork.

When climbing over a wall, a brick wall is easier to climb than a steel mesh wall.

However, when he ran two kilometers eastward, he found that a large number of police forces were gathering by the border wall.

No matter where he goes, he will be chased wherever he goes. At this time, he has already discovered the problem.

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

He hesitated on the hillside, ready to directly violently break through the barrier.

Now, there are only three vehicles chasing him, plus the monitoring points separated by 500 meters, the number of people is only about ten, as long as you kill them, you can cross the border wall.

Just when he was about to rush down, he suddenly heard a sudden noise. Looking back, two helicopters flew over from the west.

In the distance, a longer convoy drove over.

The police at the border wall seemed to have been instructed to stop calling Zhou Zhen to surrender. Except for the driver, everyone got out of the car, and then turned around, facing Zhou Zhen with the co-pilot.

When 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 are not a single tree on the mountain, only some low grass and small cacti. If Zhou Zhen wants to charge, he can only die.

He spit out unwillingly, turned around and fled to the north. Over the hill, there are still some trees and bushes on the southern slope.

He ran fast, but the helicopter was faster. Soon, the light on the helicopter locked him.

On the helicopter, McCleary had been carefully identifying the figure with the telescope. When Zhou Zhen looked back, he yelled affirmatively. "It is Rambo, immediately notify the headquarters, deploy personnel, block all entrances and exits, and surround Aotai Park."

Zhou Zhen quickly jumped and climbed in the mountains and forests. The helicopters were scattered far away, separated by a distance of three to four hundred meters, using only powerful illuminating lights to lock in his range.

Looking over from Zhou Zhen's perspective, the helicopter merged with the night, and the powerful illuminating lights made him unable to open his eyes at all, let alone aim.

After trying several times, he could only give up and escape with all his heart.

However, the small trees on the mountain couldn't stop him at all, unless he stayed still.

But staying still, the helicopter only needs to lock this area, and it will be a turtle in the urn for a while.

Hidden behind a small tree, Zhou Zhen tentatively fired several shots at the helicopter, to no avail.

He seemed to be in desperation.

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

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

This wasteland has no supplies, and only failure and death are waiting for him.

On the plane, McCleary was shaking with excitement.

The plan to draw the snake out of the hole can be said to be his own. As long as he can kill Rambo, the FBI can get a huge benefit this time, and he will benefit for the rest of his life.

He has also served in the army, and he knows the power of special soldiers like Rambo. Therefore, he is never greedy for merit, is not foolproof, and never directly faces Rambo.

Seeing Rambo running in the mountains like a cheetah, he would rather never be an opponent with each other.

But now, this beast is dead end.

He didn't believe that he could escape. If he could run out in a circle of more than five hundred people, then he would not be a soldier, but a superman.

In the headset, he heard the commands from the command post, and he began to sketch on the map to make sure that there were no loopholes.

Zhou Zhen soon 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 there are hundreds of soldiers on the border between the south and Mexico to form a defensive line.

Zhou Zhen finally saw the two planes clearly through the prison lights. These were two civilian helicopters. No wonder they were always far away.

Standing under a small tree, Zhou Zhen carefully observed the encircling circle. In addition to the east and north areas, there were still some loopholes, all of which were blocked in the direction close to the city.

To the north and east are wasteland areas, and there are not many big trees in the mountains, so they cannot hide at all.

He checked his equipment, knelt down and tightened his shoelaces.

The helicopter's spotlights have been shining in the area where he is hiding, although they have not seen Zhou Zhen, they are also very sure of Zhou Zhen's location.

This kind of guidance also lets the people on the hillside know Zhou Zhen's location, and it is impossible to make a surprise attack.

However, Zhou Zhen, who was in desperate situation, decided to fight. He aimed at two planes and sent fifteen bullets to each plane in a three-shot pattern.

At an altitude of three to four hundred meters, even if it is M16, the kinetic energy of the bullet is almost consumed. Even if it is hit on an airplane, it is not in a particularly clever position, and there is not much threat.

However, being shot by the plane would make the pilot flustered and adjust the altitude of the plane. 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.