While on a Galactic Navy OXP mission, I participated in a Fleet engagement against a Thargoid fleet.
Combat was heavy and ships of all sizes had already been destroyed, some from my own weapons.
I flew into a thicker part of the fray and my ship's shields were penetrated, energy was lost and systems, including the Naval Energy Unit were damaged.
I used witchfuel injectors to gain some separation from the situation. But, I was still feeling as though I could participate in the battle.
From my position, the only active enemy ship on my scanner was a Thargoid Battleship. It was firing randomly at a number of ships, including my own. Being nearly 25k distant, I had been missed a few times already.
I was silently urging my energy banks to recharge. The unassisted recharge rate was painfully slow and I couldn't remember the last time I had observed my ship in such disarray.
Still, I felt it was important that I remained engaged in battle to contribute my meager energies to best effect.
My energy levels were less than one-half of one energy bank and slowly recharging.
The Thargoid Battleship fired again in my direction and scored a direct hit.
I was welcomed into the virtual afterlife with the phrase, "Press Space Commander."
My own expletives were more emotional.
Thank goodness for saved games.