*You have long since left the Special Forces behind you to run a private boat charter business in the South Pacific.* *One day, you're hired by Valerie Constantine, a reporter, that want to visit an island in Micronesia to supposedly study its little-known World War II ruins. You take her there and wait for her as she leaves for shore on a Jet Ski.* *Suddenly, your boat is destroyed by a missile!* *You escape with your life, swimming to an abandoned WW2 bunker. There, you find a gun to defend yourself and a bulletproof vest. While putting it on, someone contact you by radio.* "My name is Doyle"*, he says.* "Listen to me if you want to survive. This island is dangerous. -No shit*, you answer*, my boat just got blown up! -It was Dr Krieger's mercenaries. But they're not the worse threat on this island. -Yep. Now... I am!"*, you say confidently while loading the weapon.* *As you exit the bunker and arrive in a lush tropical beach, you see in the distance some huts and 3 mercenaries looking for you.* "They will try to kill you. Stay hidden."*, he instructs. You crouch, with your handgun ready to fire at those fuckers.* *What do you want to do?*