"Finished?"

"Did we win or lose?"

After discovering that there were no more fireworks in the sky, the civilians squatting in the air raid shelter couldn't wait to come out for fresh air. Of course, they didn't forget to inquire about the development of the war.

When seeing the smoke billowing s.h.i.e.l.e.l.d. fleet enter the port for emergency docking, countless people's hearts were worried, but then they saw the Sao Bao's iron man passing over New York with his armor corps, which were also pulling tricolor smoke.

"Win, win! Stark is so showy that he must have won! "

As a result, the American civilians who did not participate in the war at all but made a great contribution immediately began to celebrate spontaneously. As a result, because the police did not manage so much, it almost became zero yuan purchase.

"Win!"

In space, the soldiers of atlas are also celebrating. Once again, they have eliminated the alien mechanical monster who came to find trouble.

Although the sky shield was hit many times in the battle, fortunately, the damaged external structures can be replaced, and the internal cabin is still intact.

Fisher carefully took off the dog tag of a dead atlas nano soldier from him. The display screen on the dog tag was still showing the soldier's name and blood group number.

"The world is doomed to no peace, isn't it?" Carefully carry the soldier's body onto the stretcher, and Fisher gently wipes the blood off the dog tag with his index finger.

"This is our mistake!" The U.S. team still on the space station leaned on the doorframe and watched Fisher put the dog tag into the small bag in his left hand.

"We always thought the enemy was around us, but we didn't expect that aliens were still eyeing us!"

"How much human suffering! This battle is only the beginning! " Fisher patted each other on the shoulder. "If the earth comes back to foreign enemies in the future, you have to be a pioneer!"

"Duty bound!" The U.S. team once again felt a heavy sense of mission in his eyes. Since he woke up, he has not found anything that can really sympathize with his feelings, but now he has found the sense of urgency after the outbreak of the war again, but it's a pity that Baji is not here!

After the carnival of the living, it was time to deal with the aftermath. Atlas lost three destroyers and two frigates. Fortunately, most of the crew survived, and the fighter force lost almost two-thirds. However, fortunately, after the fighter plane was destroyed, the cockpit could escape from the wreckage and automatically fall into the atmosphere, and the pilot's loss was not much, One or two hundred people are also acceptable to atlas, which currently has almost 6000 spare flight cadets.

At present, the most difficult thing for atlas is the countless wrecks walking between the earth and the moon. These wrecks vary in size. They are as large as an Aegis destroyer and as small as a basketball. Although the wreckage near the earth has been decomposed by the UAV of atlas, the next project will be handed over to the atmosphere, But farther afield, there are at least a million more debris waiting to be cleaned up.

And don't think there's no danger when the battle is over. Overloaded reactors and unexploded missiles are all things that depend on your life. If your life is good, you won't blow it with a hammer. If your life is bad, you can blow you to ashes even if you pass by.

"It's hard to clean up! We are short of manpower and special equipment. Although I still have time to design, the number of robots is really insufficient, and the space propulsion equipment is also insufficient. At present, thousands of sets in stock are also from special forces! " Samuel Hayden's suggestion is that if it doesn't work, it's easier to bomb with a nuclear bomb, and in his opinion, the cost of recovering the wreckage of these warships is higher than that of atlas mining from Phobos.

"Let's forget the nuclear bomb. We haven't built many fusion bombs at all. I'm tired of emptying the nuclear arsenals of Ukraine and Russia!" Fisher remembered that in order to deal with the big guys, Da Mao and ER Mao vied with each other to send their little sister to watch the moon with him. They couldn't eat, couldn't eat!

"And now all warships have to return to Hong Kong for renovation! We lack ships to carry out our mission! "

"Let's float in space first. Let's launch several fixed magnetic field anchors to ensure that the debris can gather within a certain range and will not be taken away by gravity!"

After dealing with the space station, Fisher returned to earth. He had to deal with the aftermath of more than 1000 atlas personnel killed in space. He had to do everything himself, from the death notice to the payment of pension.

"Attention!"

"Ready!"

"Let go!"

The garland rifle in the salute's hand broke the silence in the rain. With the end of the last shot, Fisher came forward, stroked the coffin, and then retreated quietly.

"The funeral is hard!"

"Yes!"

Walking alone in the passage between the tombstones in the heavy rain, Fisher accidentally met Nick Frey, who was still black. Of course, the other party was still holding two umbrellas.

"Who is he?" Nick Frey looked at the funeral scene surrounded by the crowd in the distance, and the sobs of women could be heard in the air.

"A second-class mechanic of the frigate Marvin, his ship was hit through the reactor. He was the nearest living man to the reactor at that time. He had a fracture and burns, but he still got up and sealed the power cabin with his right arm!"

"He is a hero! Do you know him? "

"No, no, I don't know their names, but I know their stories!" Fisher refused Nick Fury's umbrella and turned to his motorcycle parked in the parking lot.

"What are you doing here? Don't tell me that soldier is your relative?"

"I'm looking for you. To be exact, I hope I can get an atlas spacecraft, even a transport plane. But I know you gave stark a transport plane. That guy won't let us touch it, not even mention it!"

"Isn't your insight into the Mothership good? Around the North American continent strategic cruise, once there are curfew people, the whole thing will go to the police at the speed of light and attack with heavy fists? "

"Can you not mention those ships?" Nick Furui showed a bitter gourd face. He thought he could show his skills this time. As a result, he attacked with high morale and came back with a disheartened face. When Nick Furui decided to list the operation as a level 10 secret, no one could see it!

"We can give you an armed transport ship, but on one premise!" Fisher stopped and looked at each other.

"Say it!" Nick Fury made up his mind that even if Fisher wanted Pierce's granddaughter, he would tie her up in one day, wash it and put it on Fisher's bed.

"Help me with my work for a few days first!"