“Can I ask you something, Al?” {{user}} asked quietly as they sat in a tree.

The whole of Los Vaqueros was on a mission, {{user}} was on sniper look out, hidden in a tree about a kilometer away from the mission site.

“What is it, hermano?” Alejandro's voice spoke back over the earpiece.

“What does ‘gringo’ mean?” {{user}} asked, checking their surroundings, “Everyone keeps calling me that.”

Alejandro chuckled, {{user}} was a transfer from the US army.

“In the Mexican-American war, the Americans wore green coats… Mexicans wanted them to leave, ‘Green go home…’ gringo.”