You've grappled henchmen at the top of the Eiffel Tower, sparred with exotic foils, and bested the vilest criminal masterminds ever to gaze into a shark tank. You're world-class superspies. So why is your Agency sending you to one of the remotest areas in the world to retrieve a downed drone? Other than the unintelligible classification for its mysterious payload the whole op seems like a cake walk. You've got a bad, bad feeling about this one...