It took me a few hours, but I finally managed to sort through all of the containers. Out of the fourty-five I've saved, about twenty were loaded with bleeding edge small arms -- shotguns, assault rifles, concealable sidearms -- and a whole set of attachments. Another ten had some high ordnance explosives and the rest are parasite detectors.
It's a good thing that mule died where it did. This stuff is... [whistles] -- I wouldn't want to get shot by one of these things. Nobody would. Tell you what, I've set aside a gun and one of these detectors for you. If you ever feel like your friend, your wife, or your dog has been unfaithful towards you or something? Just give scan them with this. And don't forget the bullet should they prove positive.
Everything else is set to reach the BDM as soon as I finish packing up on New Berlin. Looks like I'm not helping myself with anything today. Damn shame, really.