Chapter 39 Section IX

As Rambo began to climb the slope toward the mine, a bullet hit the rocks to his left, and the sound of the gunfire echoed through the forest.He stared at the entrance of the mine, stumbled into the tunnel, two bullets hit the right side of the entrance again, a few stone chips were shaken off, and he hurriedly shielded his face from scratches.The dense bullets shot into the tunnel one after another, and he stopped exhausted, leaning against the wall of the well and panting rapidly.Rib pain prevented him from moving quickly, and the National Guard was less than half a mile behind him.Obviously, they intended to occupy favorable terrain, so they fired before they found a clear target.These trained but inexperienced and lax reservists, when excited, recklessly and stupidly poured bullets into the mine shaft.Rambo knew that his choice was correct. If he had given up by the stream, he would have been killed by them.Now he needed a buffer distance from them so that he wouldn't get shot before he could explain.

Thinking of this, he crawled from the dark tunnel towards the light of the cave entrance, carefully studying the top of the cave.Seeing a precarious breach, he pushed aside the supporting beams, taking a sudden step back to keep the top from collapsing on him.He wasn't worried about his adventures.If the landslide is serious and the hole is blocked and the air cannot circulate, he knows that people outside will dig him out before he dies.But when he moved the supporting beams away, nothing happened.In desperation, he tried to push several beams ten feet below, and as expected, the roof of the cave collapsed, and the rumbling and collapsing stones almost hit him, making his ears ringing.The flying dust filled the tunnel, choking him so much that he coughed and took a step back, waiting for the dust to settle to see how many rocks had fallen.A beam of light shone into the mine shaft through the dust cloud, and he saw that the ground was covered with a thick layer of dust, blocking a space of about a foot between the rock at the opening and the ruined roof.The falling stones made the space smaller and smaller, only six inches.A fading breeze wafted through the tunnel.Rambo felt a chill, and he slowly slipped and fell on the wet ground, listening to the sound of the broken cave roof hitting the ground.Soon, indistinct voices came from outside the cave.

"Will the fugitive be crushed to death in the hole?" "How about you crawl in and check?" "Me?" Several people giggled, and Rambo couldn't help showing a smile. "It's a cave, or a mine," said another.His voice is loud and artificial, and Rambo guesses that this person is reporting to his superiors through the microphone. "We saw him go into the hole, and then there was a landslide there, and a cloud of dust came out of the hole. This time he won't be able to escape our grasp. Please wait a moment." The speaker seemed to be shouting at someone :

"Get out of the cave, you fool. If he is still alive, he will probably kill you with a single shot." Rambo pressed his knees against the rubble and climbed up the cascading rock step by step, squinting his eyes to peer out.He saw a few bare trees outside the slanted and narrow hole, a running soldier came into his sight, and the kettle hanging on his hip kept shaking from side to side as he ran. "Hey, don't you hear me telling you to leave the cave entrance?" shouted the man with the microphone, who was on the right side of the cave entrance, and Rambo could only hear his voice but not see him.

"I can't hear what you're saying over the radio." "Oh, God." Rambo wants to end it all. "I will speak to Tether," he called out through the narrow opening, "and I am ready to surrender." "what?" "Can't you hear me?" "Get Teather. I'm ready to surrender." His voice echoed in the tunnel.He carefully watched the roof of the mine, lest it suddenly collapse and hurt himself. "The fugitive is inside, it's him." "Wait a minute, he's still alive," the man with the microphone reported into the radio. "He's talking to us." After a short silence, he approached the hole, but Rambo still couldn't see him, only heard him ask loudly, "What do you want?"

"I don't want to repeat it. I want you to get Tither, and I'm ready to surrender." They were whispering outside the cave, and Rambo heard the man talking on the radio again, relaying his request to his superiors.Rambo wants them to get this over with quickly.He hadn't expected the emptiness that raising his hand would leave him.Now that the bout was over, he was sure his fatigue and rib pain weren't as bad as he thought.No doubt he could still carry on, the fight was a piece of cake compared to the Vietnam War.He moved a step, but unexpectedly, there was another heart-piercing stabbing pain in his ribs.

"Hey! People inside," the man called toward the hole, still out of Rambo's view. "Did you hear me? Tether said he couldn't go up the mountain." "Hell, hasn't he been looking forward to a fight with me? You go and tell him that he has to come here." "I don't know what's going on. They told me he couldn't go up the mountain." "Just now you told me that it was Teaser who said it, but now you said it was them. Have you talked to Teaser? I want him to come here, and I want him to promise me that you will never hurt me by mistake."

"You needn't worry about that. If one of us shoots at you, it won't be an accidental injury. As long as you get out of the cave, we will never hurt you." Rambo pondered for a moment in silence. "Okay, but you have to help me remove these rocks. I can't do it alone with so many rocks." He heard another muttering outside, and then the man called: "Where are your rifles and knives? Throw them all out of the cave." "I'll even throw a pistol at you, too. I've got a revolver on me. See, I'm honest enough not to be foolish enough to fight my way out of you, with my own life, so tell me Your men don't shoot me."

"I won't give them an order until I see you throw your weapon out of the hole." "Ok." Rambo hated rushing people, he didn't want to think he couldn't do anything without their help.He squinted his eyes and peered out at the trees and the sky through the top of the fallen rock, and he felt very comfortable with the cool breeze blowing past his face and blowing into the tunnel. "Why haven't you thrown your weapon out of the hole," the man yelled impatiently. "We're going to use tear gas." Hmph, this bastard is as cowardly as a mouse, and still dare not show his face.

Rambo untied his rifle and was about to throw it out when suddenly a light wind blew up in the tunnel, and it swept across the long and narrow crack blowing into the end of the tunnel powerfully, and disappeared into another passage.Yes, there must be another passage here, and this is the only explanation.Otherwise the light wind will not circulate and circulate here.For a moment, his blood boiled with excitement, and he still had a glimmer of hope of escape. "Hey, where's your gun?" the man outside asked loudly. To hell with you, Rambo cursed secretly.He retrieved the rifle, his heart was beating wildly, and he walked quickly in the dark tunnel.The fire that had been ignited earlier had been extinguished, so he could only use his hands to feel for the place where he had lay down and rested.Presently he found some fir twigs and a few unburned sticks, and dragged them to the end of the tunnel, where his bowed head touched the low roof of the mine.At this time, there was a soft sound of water droplets ahead, and he stepped into the end of the mine following the sound of water.Whenever he could, he would light the branch again, and let the light guide him in which direction the breeze was coming from.God, bless me.