Good thing that Raven Squad arrived wearing their armour; the first being that they wished to keep their real identities as low-profile and top-secret as possible for their own safety, and secondly being that it isolated the cold North-Atlantic winds that blew across the islands. And as they would reach Iceland in a few days time, it wouldn't exactly get any warmer for the 505th. 

Stürm Adler and Viking kept quiet as they drove from the airfield and towards what would be their home for a few days, an U-boat. Stürm Adler was quiet due to him just observing the troops stationed there at the Faeroe Islands, a proud mix of German and Norwegian troops, ready to fight the Allies wherever they would make a last stand. Viking on the other hand had a bit of trouble, basically, he was hungover. So good for him that he was in his armour too, much easier to pretend to act normal though inside he was doing his best not to fall asleep. And the turbulent landing had done its fair share to shake up his stomach. 

When they were directed to the U-boat and their respective cabins, Viking unstrapped his armour as quick as he could before running off. "If anyone needs me, follow the sound of my entrails..." He said to the others as he ran off, trying to find a restroom in the U-boat even though he had never been in one before. 

Stürm Adler took his time to take of the armour, not helping but smile. "One should think I'd been given a promotion, I have a cabin all by myself. Heh, perhaps I should ask for a transfer to the U-boat fleet after the war, sail in the Pacific and getting a tan? Remember when we were on that Japanese U-boat, Vampire? It's been a long time since then, long before Tyrant and Viking." Stürm Adler said, not even sure if Vampire was standing there to listen to him. It had been a long time since him and Vampire had wrecked havoc in the USSR, bringing down a rocket facility and escaping right under the Russian's noses thanks to their South African friend. "Did you see Viking back at Penemünde? When he heard the King of Norway had died, he seemed really sad about the whole affair. He seems stable now, and I trust him with my life, but sometimes I just wonder what would have happened if he didn't join us. He could be one of those Allied soldiers we're going to storm soon, fighting against the very people he's fighting beside right now."