4,800 is nothing compared to what we used to have. While I was in the Navy, we had 6 magazines full of nukes aboard, from tactical nukes (B57's) designed to take out a military base or air field to some city busters, B28's and B61's. Never really counted them, but it was definitely in the 3 digit range.
How this old country boy ended up trained and working on them during my time in the Navy, I still have yet to figure out, except maybe that I could pass the Top Secret security background check.
And I also remember the government films we were shown in school about what to do when the 'atomic' bombs started falling. And then they told us that it was guaranteed that there would be nearby blasts as the Russians would be targeting Oak Ridge TN (where we made plutonium) and we were in the blast zone. We also had drills where we went to the lowest floor in the school, got under tables, and assumed the position to kiss our ass good-bye. Talk about fucking with Jane or Johnny's mind.
But it's funny, we grew up in this environment where the "ruskies" were going to nuke us into oblivion at any moment, and we played "shoot um' up" with cap pistols, and had bb guns, 22 rifles, and even took them to school, and still haven't shot a single person.