Chapter 1,409 An Unexpected Gain

On the bridge of the USS Obama.

Several men in military uniforms stood in a row with their heads lowered. Directly opposite them was a man in a suit. I saw that this man's face was flushed with anger at this moment, and he cursed several people in front of him in an excited tone.

"Five hundred and twenty-seven NS-90s, what do you guys do for a living! And you even told me that you have already gained air supremacy and can you open the champagne and wait for NAC to be defeated? Falk! Tyrese, what the hell are you doing? Tell me how you can lose this war without losing air supremacy!"

Sean Luke, honorary captain of the USS Obama, also serves as President of the Federation. Although the current Federation only has one aircraft carrier, several destroyers left over from the war, hundreds of large and small civilian cargo ships, and a port in Central America.

When Sean learned the news of the failure of the battle, he could hardly believe his ears. Because before this war started, the staff of the staff boasted about him to the sky during battlefield analysis and evaluation. How long does it take for "Wings of Freedom" to disintegrate NAC's air defense forces, shoot down NAC airships, and then cooperate with the NS-90 landing on the fortress to harvest ground troops?

However, now, the battle report sent to him told him that not only were all the 527 NS-90s destroyed, but even five F-79s were destroyed. As for NAC's Order airship, I couldn't even touch it from beginning to end.

Five hundred and twenty-seven NS-90s, these robots are enough for their assembly line in Panama to run their production capacity to the limit and work non-stop for a whole year! And that’s when resources are sufficient!

Losing so many precious babies almost made his heart ache.

His chest heaved violently, Sean's red eyes stared intently at the man named Tyrese, waiting for him to give a reasonable explanation.

"...The first invasion of the outpost went too smoothly, which led to our insufficient judgment of NAC's strength." After swallowing, Tyrese cleared his throat and continued, "Their ground anti-aircraft firepower was out." It exceeded our expectations. And those N-100s... Originally we thought the power armor they were wearing was called T-3. As long as you give me another chance..."

"And then you are asked to put the remaining NS-90 in?" This explanation obviously did not satisfy Sean, and he actually laughed out loud in his anger. He stared at Tyrese and said word by word, "Major Tyrese, your decision has caused huge losses to America's recovery plan. In the name of the Federation, I announce that you are now suspended. ”

"……yes."

Tyrese lowered his head and said with difficulty.

…

The afterglow of the setting sun has completely set, and the sunset glow on the horizon has returned to calm. NAC engineers trotted to the roof with toolboxes and began to repair the damaged electromagnetic anti-aircraft guns and replace faulty parts.

The residents of the colony left the air defense bunker and returned to the surface. They were speechless for a while looking at the shocking bullet marks on the wall.

The front door of the fortress was open, and the originally smooth cement road was now filled with broken concrete blocks and dark craters. Medical staff set up temporary tents, and the bandaged wounded were put on stretchers and sent to the medical cabin for tissue repair and treatment. Soldiers with minor injuries went to the medical tent alone to receive bandaging and medication.

The remains of the NS-90 were scattered everywhere, and occasionally two mechanical soldiers shook their heads unwilling to stop functioning. They did not stop until the nuclear fusion core that supplied power was removed. Scavengers wearing chemical protective suits stepped forward to collect the scrapped nuclear fusion core and other parts with excessive radioactivity.

All the parts were recovered and gathered together, and were escorted by NAC soldiers to the temporary research institute to undergo disassembly and analysis by researchers who went on the expedition with the Expedition.

Many people didn't sleep a wink all night.

Especially those field researchers who are fighting in temporary research institutes,

The burden on them was quite heavy.

The sooner the enemy's weaknesses are analyzed, the better it will be for NAC.

Everyone worked hard at their posts, working sleeplessly around the pile of NS-90 wreckage doing various experiments and analyses. However, facts have proven that there are still some differences between scientific research work and manual labor. Hard work will not necessarily lead to results.

"Not at all," throwing the cutter aside, the researcher pinched his tired brows and shook his head, "Neither the combat components nor the power system are clever things, but the digital sensors and identification chips are the two most important things. , I can’t analyze it at all. The research environment here is too crude, so I can only send the samples back to Vault 27.”

"Is there no similar technology for Pan-Asian cooperation?" Jiang Chen frowned slightly.

"With different tactical concepts, there are naturally different scientific research directions." The researcher shook his head and said, "We have always emphasized the importance of people themselves in military technology research and development. A soldier plus an exoskeleton and the cooperation of a drone can The price/performance ratio is definitely better than that of pure AI soldiers. If it comes to exoskeletons, tanks and urban defense systems, our technology can lag behind them. But when it comes to robots, we still have a big gap."

After listening to the researcher's speech, Jiang Chen couldn't help but smile bitterly.

In this way, the Aurora-20 can achieve such results, which is not a big loss.

However, no matter what, Jiang Chen couldn't help but feel a twinge of pain when he thought of that flying squadron. Not only because of the cost of the twenty-four Aurora-20s themselves, but also because of the pilots on the planes. Rather, those pilots are the real treasures.

After all, to be able to become an Aurora-20 pilot, the first requirement is that the first layer of genetic code must be bullet time. It is precisely because of the special nature of the hidden genetic code that they have unlimited possibilities to surpass electronic pilots.

…

"God, what happened here while we were away?" Jumping out of the truck, Matthew stared at the bullet marks on the concrete wall in shock, not knowing what to say for a moment.

At the main entrance of the fortress, Matthew, who returned to the shelter to get things with the colonial mercenaries, finally returned to the fortress carrying several large trucks of equipment.

Sitting on the edge of the truck, Jessica glanced at the dark explosives outside the fortress, and couldn't help but secretly said it was a pity, but she did not dare to show this pity too obviously. If the NAC people died cleanly, she would naturally be free, but now it seems that this is just a beautiful thought.

"Your God, everything is fine. It's just that there was a small situation in our fortress just now." Jiang Chen walked in front of Matthew and smiled and said in a relaxed tone, "Let's talk inside."

On the way, he briefly told Ma Xiu what happened just now. From sounding the air defense siren to the final outcome of the war. Even if Jiang Chen doesn't tell him these things, he will know them when he returns to his compatriots in the shelter.

However, what Jiang Chen didn't expect was that when he heard the name NS-90, Matthew was obviously stunned.

"NS-90?"

"What? Have you heard of it?" Jiang Chen glanced at him in surprise.

"More than just heard of it," Matthew said without thinking, "the person who designed NS-90 is in our shelter!"