I always liked fishing...
High over the UG capital, as the last defenders die, the Mobil HQ adjusts its orbit and opens fire with a concentrated barrage of turbolasers, pouring gigatons of energy into the surface, melting it and slowly turning it to glass as the planet spins beneath the ship. As the world dies, the drones begin scavenging the wrecks left behind by the battle, hauling them to the ship to manufacture even more drones.
Your ball now, guys.