"This is unbelievable, it’s a miracle in world military history..."
"A miracle achieved by a group of mysterious super soldiers: We can see these super soldiers already possess all the qualities they ought to have:"
"Swift and agile mobility, enduring focus in execution, precise and fearless combat ability. We can clearly see the equipnt they use, many resemble the shadows once used by the Atlas Group..."
"Look at this: Spider Silk, when paired with a motor, becos a three-dinsional mobility device that can assist soldiers in elevating at any height and plane."
"Also on their waists, there are propulsion-like auxiliary mobility facilities. According to blurry images, this propeller can provide at least 70 kilograms of thrust, with a short pulse energy efficiency that is astonishingly high..."
"With the magnetic equipnt on their arms and legs, they can practically walk on any vertical surface, moving freely through complex three-dinsional terrains..."
"No force will be a match for these special forces, and at the flat ground stage..."
"It seems Mr. Li... or should I say the King, has long had these ideas. When paired with such massive tal beasts, their suppression on flat ground is equally terrifying."
"If there isn’t enough aerial firepower support, or if these warriors fight in the complex terrain of cities, they hardly have rivals."
"But now we know that Latovia has seized a... Space Fortress, they might really have no match."
"Unless we also have the sa kind of warriors."
At the European Parliant, a general was holding a morandum, presenting to the mbers their military assessnt of the ’Latovian Special Forces.’
After speaking, he gazed pensively at the remaining content in the video, which mainly concerned Latovia’s standard firearms.
"...Finally, the most conventional thing, a special firearm seemingly based on modifications of the AK series, with great power, and they seem to have developed many functional modules that allow the firearm to be modified according to different situations and the soldiers’ habits..."
"With so much advanced equipnt, this isn’t what one would call a primitive army."
"But most importantly, ladies and gentlen, in all my years of military service, I’ve never witnessed such insane military operations. As I said, these soldiers’ inherent qualities are absolutely terrifying."
"From Latovia to Sokovia, they used so kind of augnted horses, aning they traversed mountains for days and launched attacks without rest while maintaining exceptional combat capabilities..."
"Even without this equipnt, these people would still be super soldiers."
The assembly fell silent.
Military and politics are inseparable. Normal politicians need to roughly understand where soldiers’ limits lie, which makes this situation quite abnormal.
So soone imdiately brought up: "Is it possible they’re using biological enhancent technology?"
"I don’t know." The general shrugged. "We only know that the Atlas Group indeed has a lot of advanced prosthetic technology, but whether these prosthetics can provide such formidable combat capabilities? I don’t know.
But my advisor found so clues in so papers and technical guides Atlas previously published:
’Significantly increasing neural enhancent components might not lead to extraordinary toughness; on the contrary, neurological disorders due to psychological fatigue might be significantly enhanced by neural implants, increasing the likelihood of ntal illness.’
"’We discovered this effect on Cyber Technology and Osborne Group implant recipients: when implant recipients reject the implants or the tasks they are performing ntally and spiritually; when implant recipients are in extre fatigue and other negative emotions, the probability of ntal illness increases exponentially.’"
"’Internally, we call this complexly caused ntal illness ’Cyber-psychosis.’"
"It seems that they first possessed this spirit, allowing them to harness the power of these devices."
The parliant collectively followed the general, browsing through the docunt in their hands. After a long while, another mber voiced a question:
"Is it possible for our soldiers to possess such ntal resilience?"
Upon hearing this, the general laughed:
"Hehe... that sounds like asking: Can my car be fitted with a V8 engine?"
Modification can be legal, illegal, insufficient car architecture, or possible car modification...
Asking whether a person can possess great ntal resilience, the answer is: Maybe, or maybe not.
So mbers were still unwilling to let it go: "I need a direct answer from you, General. Can our soldiers..."
The general put away his smile: "You should directly ask the King of Latovia, this is an entirely new thod of warfare."
Chairman Schulz silently watched the entire parliant, his thoughts complex.
Indeed, they might as well ask the King of Latovia directly.
The silence didn’t last long; soon, the parliant transitioned to the next topic, as a mber spoke:
"Let’s change the topic, Latovia has defeated the armies of Sokovia, Santaka, and Bolmark. Our reconnaissance planes observe they are currently controlling these regions..."
"Regardless of how formidable these soldiers are, considering Latovia’s population, they can’t sustain such prolonged combat, nor support a complete industrial system..."
...
"Ah—"
"The mountains are calling, the river is flowing—"
"This land is our holand."
"The tears shed have spread across the fields, the blood spilled will ultimately protect the hostead."
"Sing for tomorrow, sing for the holand..."
In the capital of Latovia, the moonlight hidden behind thin clouds appeared intermittently, and the enormous Floating Fortress hung like a castle between the mountains.
Beneath the mountains were the singing and dancing Latovians. The crisis had subsided, and now was the ti for celebrating victory.
The exhausted iron riders lay in the cha repair bays undergoing maintenance and treatnt, with the voices of the compatriots outside lulling them into an exceptionally sweet slumber tonight.
Voices mixed with applause, drumbeats, and laughter, while others laid flower garlands on the chas crouched in the fields...
So also lost their friends, family, and loved ones in the month-long consecutive battles, and, faced with such a joyous scene, couldn’t help but shed tears.
[Johnny: I used to dream of a scene like this but never saw it co true.]
Johnny appeared by the broken wall of the fortress, quietly watching below. At this mont, his heart was incomparably calm, his mouth held a comforting smile.
In a way, the Latovians, to be polite, are simple-minded, to be blunt, they’re refugees from the mountains.
Johnny used to be a street kid, and he had encountered refugees from Night City: Wanderers.
However, in the past... city people discriminating against rural folks was basically the trend of the tis, a mindset that only changed when the Wanderers and he attacked Arasaka Tower together.
Making him flee from Night City to the barren Evil Land to wage a so-called self-defense war, and then help those who may not even handle modern technology well, might have broken him long ago.
After all... Johnny is unabashedly and transparently harsh on himself: no matter how much he talks about the goodness among the Wanderers, when it truly cos down to it, he’s still ready to blast...
This isn’t an isolated case; everyone does it. Hypocrites love to talk about securing benefits for miserable Wanderers, but in reality, when they see dirt-sared migrant workers, they keep their distance, unable to do more than spew conventional wisdom when engaging with them.
Not to ntion risking their lives, these folks are shrewd.
[Johnny: Sotis I feel like you’ve picked up on all the goodness in people.]
Lille stood before the fortress’s central control computer, arranging cables.
"Yeah, yeah, I’m just lucky. Not just people, even the ghosts of rock stars comnd daily,
transforming from a pervert constantly seeking won into a court poet and thinker."
[Johnny: Get lost, I still want to find a woman.]
[Johnny: What have you been tinkering with?]
"Tinkering with my own... Soul Killer."
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