What If a Modern Hitman Was Dropped Into WW2?

[0:00]What if you were a modern hitman in World War II? Day one, you wake up in the ruins of 1944 Berlin. You check your gear, suppressed pistol, C4, and night vision. You see a poster of the Furer. You know your mission. Day two, you slip into a Nazi bunker beneath the ruins of Berlin under cover of night. You move past guards, maps, and radio rooms until you find the lighting panel. You cut the circuit and the bunker drops into darkness. With your night vision, they are blind. Three suppressed shots, three dead officers. By the time their bodies hit the floor, the bunker is silent again. Day three, you meet with the allied spies. You throw the Nazi badges on the table, impressed by your efficiency. They hire you for the ultimate mission, Operation Valkyrie. Week three, a Gestapo elite assassin ambushes you in an alley. He aims a pistol at you, but you immediately run around the corner, plant a C4 charge, and prepare for the explosion. The assassin follows, but the moment he turns the corner, the bomb goes off. Week four, you become an urban legend. The Nazis whisper about De Knochman, The Bone Man. The entire Third Reich fears the shadows. Week five, the climax. You infiltrate the Fuhrer bunker. You found your target, your hand tightens on the pistol. But suddenly, your gun turns to dust. It's Socrates. He steps out of the shadows, his aura paralyzes you. He looks at the empty space in your hands and asks, modern weapons are your power. What are you without them?