Stürm Adler was thankful that Dr. Luwdig's creations withstood the intense heat of lava as they made their way past this seemingly impossible landscape. He clearly felt the heat, and he knew that he was supposed to have his skin pealing of, but like everything that the 505th had faced, they simply went through it like proper Aryans. 
He took the necessary peak at Swordfish's feminine features as she climbed out of her suit, smiling to himself and thinking of all the things they could, and already had done with their bodies. Of course he wasn't saying anything about this to her, she already knew it. 

Once Swordfish had prepared all of her gear, she told Stürm Adler what he needed to do. "Jawhol Swordfish. Call me when you've prepare that location, I'll take care of the guards." He said to her, turning to his own weaponry that would make his work much easier. His MP45 had been modified with an attachable silencer and muzzle-hider, as well as the same Vampir Infra-red system Swordfish had, perfect for when one couldn't see through the blowing snow. Swordfish was already on her way, so Stürm Adler went on towards the complex.

Movingly as silently as he could in his protective steel skin, he could see figures moving in the distance with his IR-vision, and moved forward in a crouching position. The soldiers didn't notice Stürm Adler as he moved closer and closer to them, rifle aimed at one of the soldiers. One of them wore the uniform of a British soldiers, the other he was more unsure as it didn't appear to be of any nationality he'd seen in combat before. But mattered little, as he quickly pulled the trigger twice, one bullet for the Brit and one for the unknown soldier. The soldiers fell hard into the snow without a sound, their blood slowly pouring out in the snow. 

"Two soldiers down, no more patrols in sight. What's your status?"