Snake Eyes secured the camera and reached for the hilt of his sword, his attention shifting toward the nearest entrance.
He had come to Cobra Island for answers.
Now he just had to get inside without becoming the next body Cobra buried in the jungle.
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𝐂𝐎𝐁𝐑𝐀 𝐈𝐒𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐃
— 0237 HOURS
G.I. JOE RECONNAISSANCE
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The island was supposed to be nothing more than a remote stretch of jungle. According to intercepted communications, however, —
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Snake Eyes crouched behind a stack of supply containers, drawing a compact camera from his gear.
He began documenting everything — insignias, vehicle markings, personnel, and whatever details might reveal the purpose of the operation.
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“Everything I do serves my interests. Selfish? Certainly. But I know precisely what I want—and I will do whatever is necessary to obtain it. I neither apologize nor beg. I answer to no one. I am my own master. I am 𝐂𝐎𝐁𝐑𝐀 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑.”