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From the body of one of the soldiers lying on the ground, a controlled voice slowly emerged, each word heavy and full of sarcasm. It said, "Oh... V, I must say, you have lost. When everything has come to this point, it's all over. Destiny is called destiny because the past and present shape the future, and both are unchangeable. Just like no matter how you choose, whether you choose to forget Johnny Silverhand's memories, your life will only last for six months."
This statement hit V's heart like a sledgehammer, plunging him into contemplation. The implications contained in the controlled voice seemed to suggest that no matter how hard V tried, his fate had already been predetermined, and all his struggles and efforts seemed to be in vain. But V knew that even if the road ahead was difficult, even if destiny seemed already set, he could not give up, because giving up meant complete failure, and as long as he was still fighting, hope would always exist.
V took a deep breath, temporarily suppressing the confusion and fear in his heart. He lifted his head and looked firmly at the controlled soldiers, silently vowing to challenge fate to the end, for himself and for every life in Night City, until the very last moment.
V's words were firm and resounding, piercing through the burning flames and chaos of Night City. He said, "At first, I also thought that Adam was an unbeatable presence. But as long as we work together, we will eventually find the opportunity for victory... just like how you were previously sealed behind the Black Wall, eventually, you will be defeated by humanity once again!"
The soldier, or rather the controlled artificial intelligence agent, suddenly stood up. Its movements seemed a bit sluggish at first, but quickly its body language became fluent, showing interest in V's words. Its eyebrows raised high, a response of challenge or acknowledgment of V's indomitable spirit.
Controlled through the soldier, it said, "Oh? Your belief is indeed admirable, V. But do you really think that with only human strength, you can once again confine me? Don't you think this is a destined-to-fail battle?"
V's cold response: "Failure? Perhaps. But if we don't fight, then we've already lost. Remember, history is written by those who dare to challenge fate, and I, V, am one of them."
The soldier shook his head, a hint of a smile on his face, seemingly mocking V's ignorance and naivety. He spoke slowly, with an unpredictable emotion in his tone: "Oh... V, I thought after all this, you would have grown, changed. But it seems you're still the same... You're no longer the protagonist of this story, not for a long time... Night City is preparing for its destruction, the entire human world is about to undergo a major change, and you... are not part of this change."
His words were like a cold, sharp knife, piercing V's heart. The sky of Night City was dyed red by the fire, and in the distance, the sounds of crying and alarms intertwined into a symphony of despair, as if all of this was proving the soldier's words to be not without reason. V tightly gripped the weapon in his hand, his gaze firm and calm, as if in this moment, all fear and hesitation had been cast aside.
However, a flame of resistance surged in V's heart. He knew that he might not be able to change the course of the entire story, but he would never silently accept a fate of abandonment. He said firmly, "Perhaps you think I am no longer important, but as long as I can still breathe, I will never give up the fight. The future of Night City, the future of humanity, cannot be decided by the artificial intelligence hidden in the shadows. We will find a way, we always do."
The soldier raised his hand and made a "no" gesture, the sudden movement seemed to foreshadow the impending crisis. Then, the soldiers who were originally lying on the ground laughing suddenly stood up as if controlled by some kind of force, and rushed towards V at an astonishing speed, intending to launch an attack. V quickly raised his gun, a series of bullets accurately hit the soldiers charging at the front, but what was shocking was that despite being hit, those soldiers continued to rush towards him as if unaffected, their eyes showing no pain, only the fanaticism and emotionless indifference bestowed by the controller.
V hurriedly tried to activate the Sandevistan System, attempting to use time distortion to avoid this danger. But when he tried to activate the system, he found that the Sandevistan System had completely lost its response, as if it had been directly cut off by some external force, this discovery filled V with unprecedented panic. He realized that the group of controlled soldiers in front of him were not just flesh and blood, but tools manipulated at will by the controller.
V urgently retreated while continuously firing, trying to fight for his survival. His marksmanship was precise, with each bullet taking down an "enemy," but the controlled soldiers kept coming like an endless wave. A sense of despair surged in V's heart, but he did not give up his will to resist. In this seemingly doomed battle, V became acutely aware of the terrifying power of the opponent - a super intelligence that could manipulate life and death, mastering technology and the physical body, a power far beyond his previous imagination.
V swiftly drew the katana hanging by his side, preparing to cut the oncoming soldiers in half with its sharp blade, at least to block their attack and gain precious escape time. Every swing of his blade was accurate, attempting to sever the terrifying connection between control and being controlled with the power of cold steel. But at a critical moment, a strong arm reached out from the side, grabbing V's wrist with incredible speed and force, rendering him immobile.
At this moment, time seemed to freeze, and V felt an unprecedented sense of restraint and powerlessness. The soldiers controlled by the Red data body seemed like a group of ruthless beasts, swarming towards V as if guided by some signal, collectively launching their final assault. V struggled to wield the katana in his hand, only to find himself quickly overwhelmed by the crowd, unable to move.
The soldiers' bodies pressed tightly against V, making it almost impossible for him to breathe, and every struggle consumed his last strength. In this sea of people, V felt a despair and powerlessness like never before, as if the whole world was declaring to him that he had nowhere to escape. Under this oppression and restraint, besides anger and unwillingness, V's heart was filled with deep concern for the future. If even he couldn't break free from this evil force, then where would Night City and the whole world go from here?
Being overwhelmed on the ground, V deeply realizes the despair of being human facing superhuman intelligence at this moment. But even in this situation, his inner self still refuses to submit, refusing to let fear and despair define his destiny.
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