บท 7: Chapter 7 :Unexpected Switch
The morning sun cast a warm glow over the bustling city of Madrid as Sergio Marquina, known to the world as "The Professor," slowly opened his eyes. Confusion immediately enveloped him as he realized he wasn't in his familiar hideout. Instead, he found himself lying on a simple bed in a cozy bedroom. He blinked a few times, trying to grasp his surroundings.
"Where am I?" Sergio muttered, his voice hoarse from disuse.
As his senses gradually returned, he noticed the sound of footsteps approaching the door. The handle turned, and in walked a young woman with a friendly smile. Her name was Lucia, a member of the Resistance, who had been pivotal in aiding Sergio during his transition into this parallel world.
"Good morning, Professor," Lucia greeted. "How are you feeling?"
Sergio sat up, rubbing his temples. "Lucia, right? I… I can't believe this is real."
She nodded, her expression empathetic. "I know it's a lot to take in. But we need your help here, just like in your world."
Sergio's eyes sharpened as he remembered the mission. "Yes, the gold. The Resistance needs to steal it from the oppressive government. Just like the heist I planned."
Lucia handed him a cup of coffee. "You've been asleep for a while. We've been preparing for the operation. The government has been tightening security, but we have a plan."
Sergio sipped the coffee, the bitterness waking up his senses. "Tell me the plan then. Let's see if the tactics I developed in my world can be applied here."
Lucia outlined the strategy, and Sergio listened carefully, his analytical mind absorbing the details. As she spoke, memories of his own heists flooded back, intermingling with the information he was receiving about this world's situation.
"Interesting," Sergio mused once Lucia had finished. "It seems like I'm not the only strategist here."
Lucia chuckled. "We've been fighting for a better world, just as you did in your reality. Your expertise is invaluable to us."
Sergio glanced at a wall clock. "Time is of the essence. Let's start putting the plan into motion. But there's one thing I need first."
Lucia arched an eyebrow. "What is it?"
Sergio's gaze turned determined. "A mask. Something to symbolize our resistance against oppression."
Lucia nodded and handed him a black mask, a stylized depiction of a clenched fist in defiance.
As Sergio put on the mask, a sense of purpose and power surged through him. It was a feeling he hadn't experienced in a while, and it ignited the flames of his ingenuity and determination.
"Let's give this government a taste of their own medicine," Sergio declared, his voice laced with conviction.
The operation began that night, each step executed with meticulous precision. Sergio's presence proved instrumental, his strategic insights guiding the Resistance members through obstacles and challenges. As they infiltrated the government vault, Sergio's mind raced, calculating every move, anticipating every possible outcome.
Hours later, as the sun began to rise, the Resistance emerged victorious, carrying with them the stolen gold that would fuel their fight for a just society. Sergio stood among them, his mask still on, his heart swelling with a mix of accomplishment and hope.
As they made their escape, Lucia approached him. "Professor, we did it."
Sergio smiled behind his mask. "Yes, we did. And this is just the beginning."
With the gold secured, the Resistance had struck a powerful blow against the oppressive regime. And as Sergio Marquina, the strategist, looked out at the horizon, he knew that even in this unfamiliar world, the principles of resistance and rebellion held true.
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