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.
“What do you need me to do? I’ll do whatever it takes to end this conflict once and for all.”
“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.