[Event] "Mayday, Mayday. This is the INCC...." Capital Ship Distress Signal

Hannizio

Mojowuq9 *What the robots have mistaken for a bridge was actually just a scouting platform, but since it has nearly all important sensors on it, the destroyer still retreats and lefts room for the second one. This one learned from the mistake of the other and only shows its lower hull, which has fewer PD, but more armor and nearly no weak spots

The commander realises what has to be done, and sends out a better equipped team down, while the destroyers switch.
This special operations team out of 10 members quickly leaves the shuttle, before on of the robots hits it, killing the pilot. They quickly move and take the shuttle as cover. They know they have to wait until the second destroyer is in place before they can continue.

Once it is in place and grants fire support again, the time for the troops has come to start running towards the door the mushroom dude pointed at. They reach them, but lose 2 man in this suicide run. Another 2 are badly injured, but the 8 survivors are able to reach and enter the door*

Mojowuq9

Hannizio

They receive a short-wave signal from a walkie-talkie the mushroom pulls up. "No! I meant for you to bombard the door, that's why I shot at it!!" The men are pelted by bots, the mushroom firing down the hall to keep any from dying. "Hurry!!

The mushroom takes a couple shots, but the armour he's wearing seems to have shielding, eating a couple shots before a small 'plate' of the shield breaks and he moves for cover.

Hannizio

Mojowuq9 The confused soldiers storm out, running for their lives. They are nearly next to the shuttle, when a big explosion brings them to the ground. One of the robots guns hit the shuttle near the engine, and the heat and damage done caused the fuel to explode. Six of them get up again, for the others its too late for any help. The ones left get up and start running, just at the end of the hangar they jump right into space. Their armor is made to resist cold temperatures and radiation while keeping them under pressure, but it doesn't has much oxygen. The destroyer leaves its place, allowing the Gatekeeper to turn in and open its small hangar. and lets the remaining special forces go in.
After this risky maneuver, the Gatekeeper turns on the spot and shows its mighty broadside. A single high caliber gun, even for a ship of this size, starts to point on the door. The gun fires. A big muzzle flash gets into the hanger, blasting away some of the robots and burning them. Than, as the bullet, which itself is multiple dozens of centimeters big, hits its target, an explosion shakes the whole hangar a bit.
Soldiers and Robots can stay on their feet, but this shock bothers the human fighters, and panic and their hope to win this battle goes down.

Admiral_Curtis

Mojowuq9

Transmission from DRD 2.2 Chalus
Here is vice Admiral Sarum from the second Fleet of the Democratic Republic of Davus. We heard the radio message. Please identify yourself. Do you need Help?
Transmission End

The vice admiral orders combat readiness, but no aggressive action. There is tension on the bridge, as no escalation is desired. The ships should stick to the formation. Helping those who need is the most important thing.

This small squadron has arrived in the system, consisting of a frigate, two transporters and 6 fighters.
You can see this(ignore the Background):

Hannizio

Admiral_Curtis The smaller frigate immediately turns around, aiming its railguns at the new arrivers and sends a message back:
"Who are you? Did you do this?"
two of the destroyers go out to the side to hit the flanks of the eventual enemy if it comes to fighting.
The last cruise stays back to protect the Gatekeeper

Mojowuq9

Admiral_Curtis ((I'm not joining the rps together, this one is separate))

The message was seemingly automated, as if set to trigger on any received signal. The ship had sparse shielding, looking like flat plates instead of projectors. Definitely not recent,

1889804 40-Hour periods since distress signal activated. Power: Critical. Life Support: Critical - Power routed to Emergency Stasis - One pod active. Defenses: Active - Deactivation unsuccessful.

A hangar creaked open on the ship, most of the remaining power readings on the ship going dark from the re-routing to that area. No outer turrets or otherwise had any power. Small signatures within the ship suddenly activate, moving towards the opened hangar. Definitely robots.

5 Hours, 43 Minutes, 12 Seconds power remaining.

Mojowuq9

Hannizio

The mushroom is thrown, but gets up, 'holstering' his gun and finding a functional shuttle. "I'll be a bit longer. Don't come back on. Thank you for reviving me, I'll make your men worth it, I hope." A couple minutes pass, before he drags a long, heavy cable to his shuttle, plugging it in. "Alright, I just sent a override to all robots to stand down in all cases. The ship's droid control station was wrecked, and only a crewmate can trigger backup systems. It'll be safe. Treat yourself to the armoury." A ship blueprint is sent. The armoury is close-by.

Admiral_Curtis

Hannizio
Transfer of DRD 2.2 Chalus
Please stay in peace! We just want to help. We have no interest in conflicts or even war. Please don't point guns at us. Can we help you in any way? For example with medical care?
Transmission End

The ships' weapons are deactivated, but the shields are active.

Hannizio

Admiral_Curtis The frigate turns by, showing its rear end and aiming the railgun at the nearly destroyed ship again.
"Good to know there are still people out there searching for peace. Medical help would be of great help, we have many wounded, and with only one shuttle left, no means to transport them back to our ships in time."

Hannizio

Mojowuq9 "Wait!", says the commander, "We still want to know what happened. We didn't even have time to say hello so far. Also thanks for your help I guess."

Admiral_Curtis

Mojowuq9
Transfer of DRD 2.2 Chalus
Are there any life forms here that need help? We're not here to rescue the ship. If no one replies within 15 minutes of standard time, soldiers will board the ship and search for survivors.
Transmission End

The transport ships are made ready to help people. The vice admiral orders a large scan of the entire ship for life forms.

Mojowuq9

Hannizio

"An unknown laser weapon, Creator in origin sliced this ship in half, detonating the central and only reactor. Power went to batteries, but that was the end of the fight, our fleet was torn apart. The ship's crew went into cryo, but sacrificed themselves so I could survive until retrieval."

Admiral_Curtis

Hannizio
Transfer of DRD 2.2 Chalus
We send our transport ships. Each of these ships has a small medical team and 10 soldiers to secure it. We will transport your wounded to your ships. Should your supply be overloaded, our frigate could help out and take the wounded on board.
Transmission End

The two transporters break away from the formation and fly, accompanied by two Figthers, to the hangar. The soldiers are nervous as it is an unusual situation for many. The sergeant of the ground forces says to his soldiers: "We are here to save lives. Do not forget this. You have all had a good training. Therefore Team Alpha secures the deck. Team Beta supports the doctors and helps carry the wounded."

The transport ships come to the hangar. The Alpha Team takes a defensive position. The beta team asks: "Who needs help the most? The seriously injured first."

Hannizio

Admiral_Curtis "Thanks for your help. We wouldn't mind if you could carry some wounded. As you might see, our small fleet is equipped for space combat, not ground landing missions."

Mojowuq9

Admiral_Curtis

((The transmission mentioned one 'pod' active after saying life support was critical and routed to it.

No further responses, but power spikes, probably bots, are detected moving to the hangar. Must be those defenses that weren't automatically deactivated. If they want to board they need to do it now.

Admiral_Curtis

Hannizio
The soldiers get the order to bring the wounded onto the transporters. One transport ship flies to the Chalrus, and one to your ship.
Loading the wounded is not an easy undertaking, but the Beta Team soldiers are doing their best to work with the doctors to keep the wounded alive. Since the doctors arrived, only one soldier has died from his wounds.
However, many are stunned or even in a coma. But all could be safely flown over. The ships' medical stations take care of the injured and every available crew member helps where possible. Doctors are confident that most of the wounded will survive.

encrypted Transfer of DRD 2.2 Chalus
We don't ask you to pay, but it would be of great help to us if we had a copy of your records. Then we have our results for the high command. I would recommend sending them encrypted.
It would also be a pleasure for us to have the opportunity to contact your people later in order to get to know us better.
Transmission End

Hannizio

Mojowuq9 "Did they sacrifice themselves or did you sacrifice them?"

Mojowuq9

Hannizio

"I said themselves. Sacrificing them for my own good violates INCC Terms of Conduct and would be grounds for execution. Eye for an eye. They only need to wake themselves up, and activate a kill-switch in their cryo pod. A painless death. I'm glad it wasn't for nothing."

Hannizio

Mojowuq9 "And what will happen to you now? You don't even have energy for over a few hours, after this battle probably way less. What are you planning to do now?"

Mojowuq9

Hannizio

"Well, I'm going to wander. I'm sure I can find something. Feel free to salvage the ship." And he activates FTL. He quickly blips in one direction and is gone.

((The end

Rewards: The INCC used a very old type of shielding that involved projecting shields off plates. While weaker than modern shields, these shields can be covered in armour though their range means only one layer of armour can be in front of it. Has no passive drain.

Hannizio

Admiral_Curtis A message using the same encryption method gets send back: "We'll give you a hard drive with all the battle data the fleet has collected when our first shuttle flies over to take not so heavily wounded back to our ship. If you want to contact us, the best way would probably to fly to a star base in a solar system without habitable planets. Ill give you the coordinates on the hard drive. There you will find a big battle station with a smaller civilian in proximity. There will also be a special recognition code inside the hard drive. You can send it to the star base so it knows you are a friend or us.
If you ever need military aid, we will do what we can to aid you."
A single shuttle departs from the hangar flying to the hangar of the Chalus
"How do we handle the more heavy wounded? Should we stay here and wait or should we go on our ways until we meet again?"

Admiral_Curtis

Hannizio
encrypted transfer of DRD 2.2 Chalus
We'd better fly the seriously wounded to a station. Our fleets could hand over the wounded to their next stop. We would accompany their fleet. The drives of our ships are ready!
Transmission End

The vice admiral gave orders: "Move ships into position behind you and adjust course. Weapons remain deactivated and no risky maneuvers, as we want to protect the wounded.