At the end of the war, the remains of the military are examined- reevaluated. So much has changed in a few short years, from technology to ethics. In short: Obsolete, and near-revulsive. Thus... raw materials. The guns on the ships are shattered first, pulled out by the roots; they are treated with all the care they deserve. The ships' contents are treated with somewhat more respect- in theory, some of the machinery can be reused; in theory, some of the crew can be rehabilitated. What is left, then, are the shells. Exotic materials, not worth the expenditure of breaking down the energetic designs- that would practically require the reconstruction of the weapons, for one. These are cracked open, spread without regard to where they fall. Where there's something to eat, there is life.
