Planet: Ossus, City: Knossa, 07:00
Hearing about the crisis which unfolded on Ossus, M.D. Blec Croncu evaluated the known information... Monsters, lot of injured people, a defeated local military... In Blecs mind this weren't exactly ideal circumstances... but in the end Blec couldn't resist the urge to help others... Getting his equipment ready he soon reached the orbit of Ossus. The orbit was surprisingly quiet. No bigger ships were patrolling the area, so reaching the planets surface would be fairly easy.
Descending through the clouds, Blec soon reached the airspace above Knossa, which was quite busy. A lot of ships coming and going, and most of them landing outside the city... As Blec looked over the city, he could see that something or someone really was here to create havoc. Buildings burning, people fleeing through the streets, blaster fire and explosion... Just pure fucking chaos.
From the distance he could see, that outside the city, not far away from the city itself, was a military camp with the red sigil on top of the tents... Blec has found his working area apperantly. The defenses didn't look quite good, as far as he could see and also several large red sigils on "The Synapse's" exterior would signal, that this ship was not to be considered an enemy...
"Unknown Ship, this is a military zone, state your business or we will open fire.", radioed the military controller.
"This is "The Synapse" here for a humanitarian mission to provide medical assistance, we are equipped for heavy trauma cases and request the permission to land.", he radioed while looking for a good landing angle.
"Copy that, land in the camp, one of the flight marshals will designate you a landing spot.", radioed the military controller.
"Copy that."
"Get the droids ready for a Mass Casualty Incident.", he said to Dopamine, while accelerating the landing process. Dopamine answered with confirming beeping and soon, a small interior alarm would start, signaling that emergency protocols came into effect.
He soon reached the military camp and started to land where the flight marshal would guide him. Only a few meters away from the military hospital tents, but within the "safe" perimeter, he was able to touch down. As soon as he touched down, he shutted down his engines and while running back to the entrance of the ramp, which already got lowered, he soon got greeted by 1 commander and 1 soldier and a lot of pain cries and moaning.
"Greetings commander, my name is M.D. Blec Croncu and im a Neuro and Traumasurgeon. Once you got your patients triaged* you can start to send in the first victims... I have 1 bacta tank, 3 ICU-Beds, 1 septic OR and 1 sterile OR... we are fully staffed and ready... do you have any questions?", he said while getting ready to check on the first patient.
The commander tapped into the datapad and checked everything he said and mentioned: "Greetings, much needed and appreciated help. Im the military doctor for this unit and will coordinate the forces. Got it, you will get primarily neurosurgical trauma patients and secondarily general trauma patients... We might need your assistance for triaging and also for emergency consultations / evaluations, are you ok with that?", he said, while making himself ready to get the work started.
"Copy that.", Blec said and immediately turned around to get rid of the jacket and the doctors coat... He changed into the surgeon clothing and put on his surgical gown with the faceshield, because the first patient which got rushed to his clinic didn't seem like fun...
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*triaging: Rating the urgency of patients and their injuries.
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