"John Rambo, he is my subordinate. I recruit him, train him, command him, he is the sword in my hand..."

"Yes, yes," before Colonel Trippman could finish his words, Sheriff Will took the lead:

"Now your sword stabbed my best friend, the deputy sheriff of the town, and killed all police officers, including myself. Are you here now just to laugh at me?

Look, what a shocking thing my sword did."

"It's not the case. I'm actually here to pick him up and save you from him." Colonel Trippman said.

"Save me, are you kidding?"

"You have to know what kind of person Rambo is, I guarantee you won't laugh."

After a pause, Colonel Trippman continued:

"He is a very professional guerrilla warfare expert, trained to survive in the wild, lurk assassinate, and collect enemy intelligence. In addition to being proficient in the operation of various guns and vehicles, fighting with bare hands is also a compulsory project. He also uses materials locally and creates various fatal traps. He has not killed you, and I feel lucky for you."

"OK, if you are just to ridicule me, then you can leave. Although our police station is just a small local agency, I will do my best for my townspeople." Will said firmly.

"Can we end this meaningless quarrel? Finding Rambo as soon as possible to avoid further casualties is what we need to do most at the moment."

Li Ang couldn't help but speak.

Foreigners like to be stubborn and often argue about small matters endlessly.

Sheriff Will still have a good impression of Li Ang, because Li Ang saved him twice.

"Li Ang, what are you good ideas?" Sheriff Will asked.

"A friend just told me that in addition to missing some weapons, the injured person also lost a walkie-talkie. I think it must be in the hands of Rambo now."

"Yes, this young man is right," Colonel Trippman smiled and said:

"It is very important to take away the communication equipment, accept signals, and grasp the enemy's movements at any time."

"The most important thing is that Rambo is definitely listening to the radio, so we can rely on it to try to contact Rambo. Whether it is to persuade him to surrender or to locate his hiding place, it is a good choice. Since Colonel Trippman is Rambo's old boss, I think the other party is still happy to reply."

After Li Ang finished speaking, he looked at the other people.

"This idea is good, what do you think Will?"

McLean handed over the choice to his former classmates.

Sheriff Will shrugged and finally compromised, "Okay, just listen to you. Come with me."

He took several people to another tent, where there was a dedicated person operating the radio transceiver device.

"Sir Colonel, I'm here to see you,"

Sheriff Will said to Trippman.

"The company commander called the crow, Johnny talked to me..."

In the abandoned mine, Rambo had just hunted a wild boar and was grilling, but the walkie-talkie on the stone suddenly rang.

"The company commander named Rambo, Mazna, Ottaga, Charlie, Kadara, Jorgensen..."

One after another, they are all the names of comrades who are well-known to Rambo.

"Rambo, please reply, I am Colonel Trippman."

Colonel Trippman kept calling again and again.

Until everyone thought that this call was about to return without success.

"Die, they are all dead."

The radio transceiver device emits the rough and sad voice of Rambo.

His former comrades either died at the scene or from illness. After the war, except for the commander Colonel Trippman, now only Rambo is left in the entire team.

"Hi, Rambo, are you okay?"

"I am a good commander, but the rest of the team members have been killed."

"Charlie, isn't Charlie still alive?"

"No, sir, he is dead. He was not far from death when he retired. Biochemical weapons caused him to suffer from cancer and were so thin that he was skinny and boneless."

“…”

After a while of silence, Colonel Trippman continued:

"Johnny, at least you are still alive. I heard you are getting into trouble here. I came here to take care of you. Can you come out first? Let's have a good talk."

"What are you talking about? It's not that Overlord Sheriff insisted on messing with me, causing me to shed my first drop of blood, so there would be no trouble at all. I just want to stay there for a plate of pizza or a few sandwiches..."

When Rambo said this, several others looked at Sheriff Will at the same time.

Sheriff Will didn't say anything, his old face was obviously a little overwhelmed.

"But Johnny, you've done it a bit too much. Tell me where you are, I'll go find you... Johnny, Johnny!"

Although Colonel Trippman wanted to try his best to persuade Rambo, it was a pity that the other party had finished the call.

"Don't worry about the Colonel, we have successfully positioned his position. When he is finished, nearly two hundred soldiers will soon be surrounded by the mountain...we will catch him, even if he refuses to surrender."

Sheriff Will said.

"Damn it! Damn it!"

Colonel Trippman was secretly annoyed, and he hoped that this matter could be resolved peacefully.

His old subordinates were only Rambo, and he had to save his life no matter what.

"John, can you do me a favor?"

When Sheriff Will went to assemble the team to encircle Rambo, Colonel Trippman privately found McLean for help.

"You and I are old friends for many years. When I was still working as an elevator mechanic, you helped me solve a big problem. I am happy to serve you in terms of emotion and reason."

"OK, I want you to send someone to find Rambo in advance. This misunderstanding should not be expanded any more."

McLean nodded and looked at Li Ang, "Cowboy, Rambo has met you, I think maybe he will listen to you."

Rambo doesn't even listen to his former superiors now, how can he listen to Li Ang who has only met for one time?

However, compared to sending others, no one is more competent in this task than Li Ang, a magician with extraordinary abilities.

"Okay, no problem."

Li Ang agreed happily, after all, it was just a misunderstanding, and there was no need to make you live to the death.

McLean handed over a map to Li Ang, which marked the location of the intercom held by Rambo.

Li Ang took it with him and rushed to the target mountain first.

Compared with the mountain-souling team with about 200 people, Li Ang was naturally much faster than only one person. In addition, he used his mind to assist in the action and rushed to the destination after only half of his journey.

Li Ang searched nearby.

A few minutes later, he stood in front of an abandoned mine.

Only this abandoned mine cave can hide near the location. Other places are either big trees or rocks, which are not suitable for camping.
Chapter completed!