Having graduated from becoming a Sicario for the Los Zetas Cartel, Alex soon found himself transported to a safe house. Where he discovered a plethora of weapons to choose from. Whether it was the plate carrier with level IV plates that he adorned over his chest, or the gun belt which contained his sidearm, and spare magazines, among other things. Alex soon found himself more strapped than he had ever been in his life.
In his hands was an AK-105. But it had been completely decked out in modern accessories. All the while he wore a skull balaclava, and a pair of ballistic goggles that concealed the skin around his eyes.
Alex's heart was pounding. After all, though, he had been involved in several shootouts at this point. He had never found himself in the middle of a Warzone, and that was exactly what he was now preparing for. Whether it was the armor-piercing rounds in his magazines, or the suppressor threaded to the barrel of his rifle. This was a very real and sobering thought.
