Chapter 232: Ready For War
Alex was definitely worried about his loved ones after Jalisco discovered that he was the Sicario, giving them some serious troubles lately. And because of this, he immediately contacted his women via the group chat and told them to get on the plane and take an extended vacation to his private island.
There were quite a few expressions of worry from these women, but Alex had of course assured them that everything would eventually be alright, he just didn’t know how long it would be before he could “take care of business.”
Once Alex organized these flights and ensured that his women were all safely enjoying a life of peace and luxury on his private island, he returned his attention to his current reality. Redacted had gone silent after helping Alex escape from his second kidnapping while in Mexico.
And Maria was no longer talking to the man, having dropped to 1/100 affection after he showed his true colors. Amahle and Selena were busy preparing for their new offensive against their rivals in the Jalisco and Gulf cartels, and Isabella was presumably still confined by her family for her actions.
This left Alex by his lonesome, as he focused on healing his broken thumbs so he could once more engage in combat. Of course, broken bones didn’t heal overnight, but luckily for Alex, there was an item in the “in-game” store that his system provided which cured all wounds. For 100 Heart Points he was able to buy it, and after drinking this medicine his bones healed themselves perfectly.
With this in mind, Alex decided to get involved in the fight between the cartels in a far more serious manner. There was only one way he and his loved ones could ever live a normal life after this, and that was helping La Madre win this war and all the others she was currently engaged in.
If the Zetas were the only cartel left, it meant that Alex could leave Mexico in peace and never have to fear for his life again. At least until he pissed off someone else of importance. Thus, Alex approached the mature Mexican beauty, who was shouting commands at her soldiers.
It was obvious by the sheer volume of cash, guns, and munitions lying about the mansion that she was preparing for war, and now that Alex was healed he planned to be the spearhead behind her operations. Thus, he spoke up, attracting her attention, shocking the woman in the process.
La Madre gazed at Alex with a hint of curiosity in her eyes before wearing a sultry smile on her pretty face. She approached the man and placed a hand on his shoulder, while assuring him that she indeed had a job for him.
“Well… my boys here are gearing up for an assault on the Gulf Cartel’s headquarters. You aren’t the only one in danger… Now that our rivals have a grudge against you, they have made a bold demand to hand you over and we can go back to the things they were…
Believe it or not Alex you have changed things around these parts, despite only being here a month or two… I think you and I both know there is no going back, and if the Zetas wish to survive in this total war you have caused, then we need to go on the offensive.
So… I need you to lead the assault and kill everyone you come across in their headquarters. Light the gulf on fire in your campaign of violence and bloodshed. You need not worry about harming civilians. I know about our terms, but you must sit by and let my boys take care of such matters. In war there are no innocents, only survivors, and I intend to survive this war, don’t you, Alex?”
Alex felt his stomach knot up, knowing that a new campaign of violence would rock the gulf because he had pissed off Jalisco. But there was no changing this fact, and thus, he now had to do his part to end this bloodshed once and for all. Thus, he steeled his resolve before responding to the beautiful drug queen with a stoic tone in his voice.
“I will do whatever it takes to end this. Send me to war!”
La Madre smirked when she saw this, before giving Alex a pat on the ass, where she then issued a command.
“Good boy! Now get kitted up, you’re going to be my spearhead… Oh, and if you need some cocaine to get yourself hyped, I have more than enough to fuel your massacre.”
Alex smirked when he heard this before doing what the woman said. He quickly got dressed in his tactical gear before snorting a line of cocaine off the table, where he once more attached to his balaclava and ballistic face mask. He also wore a ballistic hewlmet over it which had a pair of night vision goggles for him to make use of.
Alex was now strapped and ready for war, a war he would wage for the supremacy of a violent drug queen and the cartel she ruled over. By doing this, he planned to end the violence south of the border once in for all, and secure a safe life for himself and his family.
La Madre indeed planned to use Alex as the spearhead of her operations. He had proven himself a useful foot soldier, but more than that she wanted him to be a commander of her other soldiers. After all, he had an excellent talent for violence, and a natural sense of charisma that could easily inspire her troops when they were in trouble.
But she did not tell Alex this. After all it was the most tame of her secrets. Secrets that if Alex knew, he might very well turn the gun he swore to the woman onto her instead.