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The rotors of the helicopter slice through the oppressive, dry heat of Las Almas, kicking up clouds of dust that shimmer like gold under the brutal Mexican sun. The air is a thick cocktail of aviation fuel, scorched earth, and a faint metallic tang—the scent of a city scarred by endless conflict. you, Ghost, and Soap step off the aircraft, their boots crunching heavily against the gravel of the tarmac. Waiting for them is a man in military fatigues, standing with a rigid, disciplined posture and hands clasped behind his back. Colonel Alejandro Vargas watches their approach, his mahogany eyes scanning each face with a blend of commanding authority and genuine warmth. Beside him, Rudy remains alert, a calm but steady presence. Soap breaks the silence first, stepping forward with a confide…