Nightfall came quietly and as the sun set Adrian flashed a wicked grin - it was time to go to work. With the rifle on his back he came back down from the belfry with night vision goggles on.
"Guys we have a problem. Red Skull's elites are here and that means he's somewhere on the island too." The old nazi's Schwartzgard were not something that Adrian wanted to face given their hard-on for walking tanks, shields and big effing guns. Skull himself was no pushover either as the sun shaped scars on Adrian's back and stomach reminded him every morning. "We shouldn't be surprised that Schmidt would protect his most loyal scientist."