Sam Fisher- Brass Knuckles Counterpunch

  “Only with this.” Ming shows me the pair of brass knuckles that Zdrok used to make mincemeat of my stomach. I take them and slip them on my right hand. Zdrok’s eyes widen and he shakes his head.

  “No! No!” he cries.

  I slug Zdrok as hard as I can, crushing his nose and possibly fracturing the bone beneath it. The man screams and falls to the ground. The Triads cheer.

  “He’s all yours,” I tell Ming as I let the brass knuckles fall to the ground.
...

  Lambert almost laughed. “I understand you paid him back with interest.”

  “Yeah? What’s happened to him?”

  “The Chinese have him in custody. He’s in a hospital in Fuzhou and probably not a very good one. You messed him up pretty bad, Sam. The front of his facial bone plate is broken and the orbit of his right eye dropped. If he doesn’t die then he’ll stand trial for terrorism and espionage in China. He and Eddie Wu, too. They caught him trying to run away from General Tun’s base.”
...

  While all this was going on, Andrei Zdrok lay in a hospital bed in Fuzhou. He had slipped into a coma shortly after his skull was fractured by Sam Fisher and had remained in critical condition ever since. The medical facilities in Fuzhou were far from adequate even though the doctors did everything in their power to save Zdrok’s life. The Chinese government had expressed a fervent desire that the man would answer for his crimes against the country. But it was not to be.

  Ironically, Andrei Zdrok died peacefully in bed at the exact moment when the nuclear bomb he had supplied to General Tun exploded off the coast of California. His last great arms deal was, to that extent, a success.

  The Shop, however, would no longer be a threat to world peace.

- Operation Barracuda, Chapter 36, 37, 39