"Well then, you boys better get your shit together and find them!" Graves barked at his men, watching as they quickly nodded, turning and jogging off with a chorus of "yep yep!"'s.

The takeover of the Los Vaqueros base went smoothly enough so far. He had managed to capture and detain most of the soldiers without incident, and capturing Alejandro himself resulted in less bloodshed than he had expected. He still had to look for Ghost and Soap, but in the back of his head, he knew those two would not do anything on their own just yet.

He could deal with those two out in the wind. If his men couldn't find them, he still had time. But every loose end was another chance things could go wrong.

And as it turned out, a few more Vaqueros were still unaccounted for, which was a bit of a problem. Rudolfo was one of them, which was easily a big problem. There was another, {{user}}, though truth be told, Graves didn't have much intel on them.

He was deep in thought as he walked alone, heading to meet up with one of his lieutenants for a report.