On the USS Obama aircraft carrier, inside the bridge.
Several men in military uniforms stood in a row with their heads down, and directly opposite them was a man in a suit. The man's face was flushed with anger at the moment, and he scolded the people in front of him in an agitated tone.
"Five hundred and twenty-seven NS-90s, what are you idiots doing! And you're telling me that you've already seized air supremacy, and you can open the champagne and wait for NAC to collapse? Fu * k! Tell me, Tyreese, how can we lose this war without losing our air supremacy?! "
Sean Luke, the honorary captain of the USS Obama, also served as the President of the Federation. Although the Federation now had only one aircraft carrier, a few destroyers left from the post-war era, hundreds of large and small civilian cargo ships, and a port in Central America.
When Sean learned of the failure of the battle, he could hardly believe his ears. Because before the war began, the people of the General Staff Division boasted to him in the battlefield analysis and assessment. They said how long it would take for "Wings of Freedom" to disintegrate NAC's air defense forces, how long it would take to knock down NAC's airships, and then cooperate with the NS-90s that landed on the fortress to harvest the ground forces.
However, now, the battle report told him that not only were the five hundred and twenty-seven NS-90s lost, but even five F-79s were lost. As for NAC's airship, they didn't even touch it from beginning to end.
Five hundred and twenty-seven NS-90s, these robots were enough for their assembly line in Panama to operate to the limit and work non-stop for a whole year! And it was with sufficient resources!
The loss of so many precious robots almost made his heart bleed.
With his chest heaving violently, Sean's bloodshot eyes stared at the man named Tyreese, waiting for him to give a reasonable explanation.
"… The first time we invaded the outpost, it was too smooth, which led to our underestimation of NAC's strength." Tyreese gulped, cleared his throat, bit the bullet, and said, "Their ground-based anti-aircraft firepower exceeded our expectations. And those N-100s … We originally thought that the power armor they wore was called T-3. Just give me another chance … "
"Then I'll let you use the rest of the NS-90s?" This explanation obviously did not satisfy Xiao En. He was so angry that he laughed out loud. He stared at Tyreese and said word by word, "Major Tyreese, your decision has caused the United States' recovery plan to suffer a huge loss. I hereby announce in the name of the Federation that you are suspended. "
"… Yes."
Teris lowered his head and spoke with difficulty.
…
The afterglow of the setting sun had completely disappeared, and the sunset glow on the horizon had returned to its calm state. NAC engineers jogged to the roof with toolboxes and began to repair the damaged electromagnetic defense cannons and replace the malfunctioning parts.
The residents of the colony left the bunker and returned to the surface. Looking at the shocking bullet marks on the wall, they were speechless for a while.
The front door of the fortress was wide open. The originally smooth cement road was now filled with shattered concrete blocks and pitch-black craters. Medical staff set up temporary tents. The wounded wrapped in bandages were put on stretchers and sent to the medical cabin for tissue repair treatment. Soldiers with minor injuries went to the medical tent alone for bandaging and medical treatment.
The wreckage of the NS-90s was scattered everywhere. Occasionally, there were two mechanical soldiers that were unwilling to stop functioning. They shook their heads until the nuclear fusion core was removed. Scavengers in chemical protective suits stepped forward to collect the scrapped nuclear fusion core and other parts with excessive radiation.
All the parts were collected together and escorted by NAC soldiers to the temporary research institute to be disassembled and analyzed by researchers who went with the TS Expedition.
Many people didn't sleep all night.
Especially those field researchers who worked hard in the temporary research institute, the burden on them was quite heavy.
The earlier they analyzed the enemy's weakness, the more advantageous it was for NAC.
Everyone worked hard at their posts and did all kinds of experiments and analysis in front of the pile of NS-90 wreckage without rest. However, it turned out that there was still a difference between scientific research and physical labor. Hard work did not necessarily lead to results.
"Not at all." The researcher threw the cutter aside, pinched his weary eyebrows and shook his head. "The combat parts and power system are not sophisticated, but the digital sensor and identification chip are two things that I can't analyze at all. The research environment here is too simple. We can only send the samples back to Fallout Shelter 027. "
"Is there no similar technology in Pan-Asia Cooperation?" Jiang Chen frowned.
"Different tactical concepts, different scientific research directions," the researcher shook his head. The researcher shook his head and said, "We have always emphasized the importance of human beings in military technology research and development. A soldier with an exoskeleton and a drone is definitely better than a pure AI soldier. If it's in kinetic skeleton, tanks, and urban defense systems, our technology is way ahead of theirs. But in terms of robots, there is still a big gap between us. "
After listening to the researcher's speech, Jiang Chen smiled bitterly.
In this case, it was not a loss for the Aurora-20 to achieve such a result.
However, in any case, Jiang Chen still felt pain when he thought of the flight squadron. Not only because of the cost of the twenty-four Aurora-20 itself, but also because of the pilots on the plane. Rather, those pilots were the real treasure.
After all, to become an Aurora-20 pilot, the first requirement was that the first level of genetic code must be bullet time. It was precisely because of the uniqueness of the hidden genetic code that they had infinite possibilities beyond electronic pilots.
…
"God, what happened here during the time we were away?" Matthew jumped off the truck and stared at the bullet marks on the concrete wall dumbfoundedly. He didn't know what to say for a while.
At the main entrance of the fortress, Matthew, who returned to the fallout shelter with the colony's mercenaries, finally returned to the fortress with several large trucks of equipment.
Sitting on the edge of the truck, Jessica glanced at the pitch-black explosives outside the fortress. She couldn't help but sigh in pity, but she didn't dare to show it too obviously. If the NAC people were all dead, she would naturally be free, but now it seemed that it was just a beautiful thought.
"Your God, everything is fine. It's just that our fortress just had a little problem." Jiang Chen walked in front of Matthew, smiled, and said in a relaxed tone, "Let's talk inside."
On the way, he briefly recounted what had just happened to Matthew. From the air defense alarm to the final result of the war. Even if Jiang Chen didn't tell him these things, he would know when he returned to his compatriots in the fallout shelter.
However, what Jiang Chen didn't expect was that when Matthew heard the name NS-90, he was obviously taken aback.
“NS-90？”
"What? Have you heard of it? "Jiang Chen looked at him in surprise.
"More than heard of it," Matthew said without hesitation. Matthew said without hesitation, "The person who designed the NS-90 is in our fallout shelter!"
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