With the immediate threat neutralized, the 201st seamlessly transitioned to cleanup operations. Some units deployed their built-in medical drones, releasing swarms of small, white machines that tended to the injured defenders.
The drones scanned wounds, administered first aid, and stabilized those in critical condition.
Other units began patrolling the station, their glowing optics scanning for any remaining pirates or signs of sabotage. Their heavy footsteps echoed through the hallways as they methodically secured the trading station, ensuring no threat was left behind.
At the command center, Cleo stood beside Rex, her eyes fixed on the holographic display projected from her wrist console. The map showed the surrounding sector in vivid detail, highlighting dozens of red markers rapidly converging on the station.
"Rex," Cleo said, her calm voice cutting through the room's tense atmosphere. "It's as you predicted."
Here it comes! big ships battle!!