Seven days later.
Countless mechanical engineers and many mechs were like diligent bees, collecting wreckage on the battlefield and bringing it back to the Sunshine and Grey Angel.
Excited shouts occasionally echoed in the public communication channel.
"This is the area at coordinates 1341, 3222, 2111, and I've found several Third Generation Mechas · Wind Chasers. Anyone want to come over and collect them?"
"Hey, why would you want a Wind Chaser? At least go for a Gun Knight, right?"
"Alright then, I'll pick one up and bring it back."
"Everyone, pay attention, if the damage is too high, don't bother bringing it back!"
"Got it!"
...
Sunshine.
The entire ship, aside from a single passageway left open in the main channel, was completely packed with all kinds of mech remnants and dismantled ship equipment, blocking everything tightly.
As for the small passageways, they weren't much better, filled with various mechanical parts and single soldier armors.
