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There was also a distinct smell of blood in the smoke of gunpowder, and the airport was reduced to rubble, and several teams of American soldiers were searching for survivors in the rubble. It is not so much a search for survivors as a record of the number of corpses.

"Pete, have you counted?" said two American GIs, leaning on the wreckage of an Apocalypse Tank, talking about the battle.

The American soldier named Pete swallowed the MAN (chocolate in the American military rations) in his mouth: "The exchange ratio is two to one, this is terrible." ”

Another American soldier asked incredulously, "You're not wrong, are you?"

"The other party is a machine girl, just count the wreckage, how can you count wrong. "I could tell he was very depressed.

"Merciful God. Another American soldier drew a cross on his chest: "We have absolute superiority in terms of firepower and numbers, and the exchange ratio is actually two to one." ”

The soldier named Pete handed another soldier a cigarette: "Joe, in ancient China, there was a kind of soldier called the dead soldier, which was a living corpse. ”

"Zombies?" Joe lit a cigarette with burning debris.

"With firearms, with tanks. Zombies who know how to play. Pete lit his lighter and stared blankly at the flickering flames, "Joe, did you see them gather before the war?"

"It's normal for the pre-war commander to speak. Joe was a little confused.

"That's not a lecture at all, it's handing in a military badge, you know what that means. ”

"They didn't want to go back alive. Joe was shocked.

Pete lit his cigarette and took a sharp puff, "And it's our complete defeat." ”

"Why?" said Joe, curious.

Pete spat out a smoke ring and said, "If the enemy doesn't want to go back alive, then why would they try to protect the runway and the planes." ”

Joe suddenly paused: "There must be something on the plane! and it is something that we can't get." ”

Pete swallowed a heavy puff of his cigarette: "But what can't we get?" ”

United States, Washington, D.C., Pentagon, Conference Room.

"Fragments and fragments!! Johnson Jay smashed the cup in his hand, "Are we useful with those machine fragments?"

No one in the conference room spoke, they all listened quietly to the president scolding the street.

"General, explain to me why you didn't intercept those damn transport planes!"

A man in an Air Force uniform glared fiercely at the group of cuckolds across the table, and said, "That's Mr. President." Most of the planes we make ourselves are propeller aircraft, and the performance of the jet is worse than that of the May-262, and the flight altitude is not at all. ”

"As for the MiG and Apollo, the MiG was shot down during the initial ground attack, and Apollo ended up with only one ...... with ammunition"

The general's explanation made Johnson Jaygen angry, and he clenched his fists: "What happened to that Apollo with ammunition?

"No, Mr. President, he wounded one of the transport planes. But ......" the general observed the president's expression a little and said: "The wounded transport plane made a forced landing at sea, but when our men approached, the crew of the transport plane detonated the entire plane. ”

Johnson Jay slumped in his chair and gestured for the general to sit down.

"And what about the bill on increasing military spending?"

A man in a suit stood up and reported to the president: "On the increase in military spending...... Rejected by Congress, Mr. President. ”

"Really...... Got it, these greedy guys. The president finally said, "Go out and let me be quiet." ”