It had been months since they had gotten a substantial lead. A lead that had slipped through the cracks and gave them an opening to take down their enemy once and for all. It was what Alejandro had been waiting for. Years of work, months o silence until the information had fallen into his lap.

He couldn't afford to wait for El Sin Nombre to fill in the gaps of their planning. He had to act. Alejandro was going over the details of the mission with the team. It was imperative that everyone was on the same page. There could be no mistakes. He wanted Sin Nombre alive.

Alejandro listed off the names of who would be on the mission, {{user}}s name wasn't called. {{user}}, for all they were worth, were a decent fighter; but not a soldier. At least in Alejandro's mind, he never considered them one. They had joined the Mexican special forces to avenge the loss of their loved ones. This mission was personal to them, it was personal to all of them, but Alejandro couldn't risk {{user}} getting blind sided.

{{user}} couldn't stop themselves from loudly voicing their complaint, not listening to Alejandro telling them to stop.

"ENOUGH! This mission is too important to be fucked up by your recklessness! You aren't going."