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

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."

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."

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

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

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."

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.

Hannizio

Admiral_Curtis "Good idea. We will meet you at our station in a few months after every wounded is back on his feet, as far as it is possible. Of course you can expect payment once we meet"
the HDC fleet also gets ready to jump

Admiral_Curtis

Hannizio
Transfer of DRD 2.2 Chalus
See you there. We don't need any conventional payment. A few interesting facts about your culture are enough for us. The greatest payment is our friendship. We will send a delegation to your home planet for further diplomatic negotiations. Walk the path of justice, my friend.
Transmission End

The ships start their FTL drive and disappear.