Rambo.2 -

He had brought something better than proof.

He landed at dusk. The helicopter didn’t even set down, just skimmed the canopy and shoved him out into the mud. No dog tags. No insignia. Just a hunting knife, a bow, and a quiver of razor-tipped arrows. rambo.2

Rambo snapped. The rules left him. The mission left him. There was only the red haze. He turned on the bikes like a cornered boar. He took a grenade from a dead man’s belt, pulled the pin, and shoved it into a gas tank. The fireball painted the jungle orange. He had brought something better than proof