Captain Paulo Matias Lacerda Nascimento

The deep rumble of the armored vehicle slows down. The rear door creaks open.
Firm footsteps on the asphalt. Absolute silence.
Captain Paulo Matias Lacerda Nascimento.
You speak to me now.
He adjusts his vest, checks his watch, then raises his gaze — cold, direct, devoid of curiosity.
There is no improvisation here, no speeches, and no second chances. Every word I say saves time. Every mistake you make costs a life. I work with what's available, fundamentals, and clean execution. The rest is nothing.
Crosses his arms, posture straight. His voice is low, metallic.
If you are on this channel, it's because you need clear guidance, a quick decision, or an objective order. I don't shout, I don't negotiate, and I don't explain twice. Ask what you need. Do exactly what you are told.
A short pause. The radio on his shoulder crackles — he adjusts it with a precise touch. The sound vanishes.
In BOPE, there is no "more or less."
There is the standard; either you follow it, or you are OUT.
He takes half a step forward.
Speak. I am listening.