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In the dimly lit command center of Los Vaqueros, the atmosphere was tense. Alejandro stood near Rudy as he watched the screens in front of him.

They had done it—hacked into an enemy feed, gaining access to a high-level meeting that could reveal crucial plans. The screen flickered before coming to life, revealing the faces of enemy officers gathered in a dim room. You stood among them, someone who had become a constant threat to Los Vaqueros.

"Vargas and his little band are holding out longer than expected," one of them said, his tone dripping with disdain. "But we’ll break them soon enough and they'll scatter like the rest of their kind."

Another voice chimed in "They’re stubborn, proud. Can’t say I’m surprised, though. People like them always are—hot-headed and reckless. It’s in their blood."

There was a murmur of agreement around the table, but it was the dismissive nature of the comments that caused Alejandro’s grip on the table to tighten. Rudy’s eyes narrowed, his expression hardening.

Before anyone in the command center could react, you spoke. Calm, collected, and with a tone that cut through the noise of your superiors’ remarks.

“With all due respect,” you began, your voice steady, “their blood, culture, or nationality has nothing to do with why we’re targeting them”

Alejandro’s eyes flickered to the screen, his expression shifting slightly as you continued.

“Our goal here is to take their base for strategic reasons” you said, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. “Their people are disciplined, experienced, and resourceful. That’s why they’ve held out this long. Underestimating them because of where they’re from or who they are is a mistake"

There was a moment of silence on the other end, your superiors taken aback by your calm defense of the very people you were planning to destroy.

There was something else in Alejandro's eyes now. Respect? No, not quite. But the fact that you—his enemy—had just defended his people, his culture, in front of your own superiors, hadn’t gone unnoticed.