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Your fleet moves in with full force and vigor against the enemy's final stand; their weapons are weakened and computers scrambled from your Threemind. Their thick armor and fully combined force isn't enough to stop your fleet from utter destrucrtion.
Soon enough, the shields fall and the weapon systems run out of juice. Your ships fire at the defenseless ships- firing into crew chambers and killing dozens of enemy crewmembers- many sucked out into space from their punctured life support chambers. The enemy ships become as splinters- life signs pointing to the crews aboard the ships hiding in storage lockers or scrambling into nonfunctional lifepods in a panic- no longer even manning the ship controls.
<span class="mu-b">”Alright- that's enough. Give the order to stop. Open communications on my mark.”</span>
Instantly, all the Hegemony ships cease to fire. The enemy is defeated; more attacks would only end in killing more crew- a both cathartic and just end- but you hold off. Unlike the Consortium, your people are loyal- and any bloodlust or sadism among them is held in check by your command. You wait exactly a minute; a minute of silence. The Consortium dogs within their ships quake in sudden confusion and quiet- only the absolute void of space and their own breathing to break the silence- before you give the order to open communications on whatever devices each ship still has online.
“H-Hello?! I am the Captain of 4x13 Crusier- we surrender!”
“We give up!”
“Mercy, mercy!”
The call of victory goes through the Hegemony's forces- your own fleet, being beat up and damaged though still mostly functional- is allowed a moment of celebration. You've won. It is a moment of triumph for the Hegemony. Even you allow yourself a smile. Now you have to sift through the enemy crew- find the ones worth interogating, organizing transport for the survivors out of your territory. While the thought of enslaving or torturting them does cross your mind, you decide against it. You have a greater potential gain from the social credit you will gain from...
“...Your Majesty, the enemy is sending a second wave.”
