This video brilliantly captures the chilling intersection of linguistic imperialism and human autonomy, proving that the most effective cage is the language we speak. It is a rare instance where elite gameplay serves as a perfect vessel for profound sociopolitical critique.
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The research facility Emmerich was talking about is north of the Soviet base.
That's where Skull Face is keeping Sahelanthropus before setting it loose in Afghanistan.
There's a good chance he's got nukes, too.
Boss, we need to figure out what Skull Face is up to.
If you make contact with him, get him to talk. The ethnic cleansing parasites, Sahelanthropus.
Find out what his plans are.
All we know is that Skull Face's plans are on the verge of fruition.
We need to stop him while we still can.
Be careful down there, boss.
The Soviet soldiers in that area are all dead.
I found the XOF unleashed the Russian parasite strain.
To think they just exterminate the men who worked with them all this time.
Skull Face must be making his final play.
>> The base is surrounded by fortified walls.
If you can climb up, you can probably advance from up top.
Good work. Two more gates to go.
Still all quiet at silo.
No sign of Skullface or his Goliath.
Surely they can't already have No, never mind.
>> Mhm.
>> All right, you're through the second gate.
Only one gate left. From here on in, you're in the enemy's headquarters.
Something's wrong.
But it has to be here.
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>> His ride has arrived.
Don't let Skullface get away. Stop him at the heliport.
Boss, can you see the heliport?
Skullface is right there.
Make contact with him and make him talk.
We have to stop him before his plan is set in motion.
You two have known loss.
And that loss torments you still.
You hope hatred might someday replace the pain.
But it never goes away.
It makes a man hideous inside and out.
Wouldn't you agree?
We both are demons.
Our humanity won't return.
You, me, we've no place to run, nowhere to hide.
And that is why I'll show you my demon.
Follow me, Big Boss.
Just go along with him for now. We're ready to fight if it comes to that.
That's our leverage against him, our deterrent.
He doesn't want a war on his hands.
Whatever the Navajo told you is just one possible solution derived by Cipher.
My will is different.
I've known you since your time at Langley.
I've long been the other side of your coin.
1964, Soviet territory.
Fox's first mission.
Any mess you made, I was there to clean up.
You completed your task, and admirably.
The information you returned was far more than enough to fill our pockets.
With it, our futures became, more or less, set in stone.
And then the major came to me with an idea.
"Washington doesn't know how to spend money," he said.
"I'd like to redirect it."
His goal was an organization dedicated solely, covertly, to supporting America.
Cipher.
You know the rest.
To him, it was mourning the loss of his friend.
Or rather, an act of revenge on the world, but America most of all.
America is a country of liberty, a meeting of immigrants.
Instead of simply assimilating, its citizens live alongside others.
Their roots are varied, diverse.
America's never been made up of just one But he tried to forge a single consciousness for it, then from it.
The idea that every citizen would use free will to unite behind their country.
Unilateralism like that can't be entrusted to any one individual.
So the Major sought a system that used information, words, to control the subconscious.
>> To unite America and the entire world.
The major thought this was his friend's room.
But I think he never understood what she wanted.
Before he ever walked or cried, even before he was born, his mother tongue was English.
He doesn't know the pain of losing his own language.
Not yet.
He cannot understand her will.
I do.
I was born in a small village.
I was still a child when we were raided by soldiers, foreign soldiers.
Torn from my elders, I was made to speak their language.
With each new post, my masters changed along with the words they made me speak.
Words are peculiar.
With each change, I changed, too.
My thoughts, personality, how I saw right and wrong.
War changed me.
And not only my visage.
Words can kill.
I was invaded by words, burrowing and breeding inside me.
A philosopher once said, "It is not nation we inhabit, but a language.
Make no mistake, our native tongue is our true fatherland."
My fatherland, my truth was stolen from me.
And so was my past.
All that's left is the future.
And mine is revenge on those who leech off the words of their fellow man.
This is what I learned from the Major.
And then it hit me.
It was he who should feel my wrath.
He and the code he chose as basis for control.
Language codes, information codes, beamed all around us, genetic codes just spanning history.
By controlling the codes, Cipher Zero intends to unify Codes implanted into our heads, sucking our minds dry as it spreads from one host to the next.
A parasite upon this earth, that is what Zero As one born into this world, he's afflicted. I hold him responsible for killing my freedom.
Killing all traces of my past.
Killing any promise of a future.
We are all but dead men forced to walk upon this earth.
A world reduced to to Zero.
Cipher plans to use its codes to control the world.
They think they can.
And the mother tongue of all those codes is English.
The word became flesh.
The final parasites.
It knows English.
An English strain of the vocal parasite.
I will exterminate the English language.
With this, I'll rid the world of infestation.
All men will breathe free again, reclaim their past, present, and future.
This is no ethnic cleanser.
It is a liberator.
It frees the world from zero.
Let the world be new.
Sons lingua franca, the world will be torn asunder.
And then, it shall be free.
People will suffer, of course, a fountain of pain.
The world will need a new common tongue, a language of memes.
My metal gears shall be the thread by which all countries are bound together in equality.
No words will be needed.
Every man will be forced to recognize his neighbor.
People will swallow their pride.
They will link lost hands.
The world will become one.
This war is peace.
When the world witnesses Sahelanthropus, the hands of the Doomsday Clock will roll on regardless of zero.
Sahelanthropus will take the first giant step into a brave new world.
It is the bell with which a world trodden upon by words declares its independence.
>> We are here.
Remember the Alamo.
This is Greek Fire on station to provide cover. Get us a line of fire. Roger that.
We're not the only demons in this world.
Like you, vengeance is all he has. It's man's thirst for revenge that drives the times.
Just as you live because of me, he lives because of you.
Show him.
>> Wait.
Who's doing this?
Such a lust for revenge.
Fall back.
Fall back.
>> [screaming] [music] >> Forward!
Go!
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Hey!
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