"Vamos, Damm you..." Jose said as he tried and failed to light a match, striking the box again and again, until finally, the match lit with a small burst of flame "At last!" He said, quickly putting the match to his cigar, Jose then smoked as he looked at the front of the cigarette factory that the rest of his platoon was in front of. Jose let out a huff of smoke as he turned his head to his horse, which was drinking from the fountain, Jose then gave it a pat as he looked back at the factory with the cigar in his mouth