The Last Great Time War: part III

Shores of Devastation

It started as a routine battle, or as routine as Time War battles can be.
The Daleks had set up a massive mining facility on the Beaches of Devastation, a place where a lot of wreckage from the War was washed out of the vortex by the time winds. There were a lot of useful materials and tech to be salvaged here. The Daleks had already done the job of driving away other scavengers, now the NTA would destroy or drive away the Daleks.

The Renegade was currently pinned behind one of the cylindrical sections of the large power generator on the command station above the planet where much of the debris orbited or fell to.

"SURRENDER OR YOU WILL BE EXTERMINATED," said one of the Daleks on the other side of the power generator.

The Renegade reached around and tossed a grenade at the Daleks. It went off, but the Daleks were unharmed. None of the other weapons worked, either.

"What?"

"FORCE FIELD ACTIVATED. YOU CANNOT HARM US!"

The Renegade and the squad of Thal warriors working with him used up all of their grenades, but to no avail. The other weapons didn't work either.

"Is it time yet," asked Alarus, the captain of the Thals, fingering the button on his wristband.

"Almost," said the Renegade.
He turned to the Daleks.
"If you attempt to kill us, we will destroy this station."

"YOU ARE BLUFFING," said the Dalek. "YOU NOT NOT HAVE SUFFICIENT WEAPONRY."

"No, but there is this."
The Renegade pulled out a plasma torch and cut out a square of metal from the power generator, exposing the inner coating.

"STOP, OR YOU WILL BE EXTERMINATED!"

"You can't exterminate me without leaving your forcefield."

"YOU WILL SURRENDER."
The Renegade felt a plunger pressed between his shoulderblades. A different group of Daleks had snuck up behind them!

"No!"
He turned the plasma torch up to full power, burning through two thirds of the inner coating of the cylinder in less than a second. The Renegade and the Thals ducked and rolled away as the Daleks fired at them. The beams hit the damaged cylinder instead, bursting it open with a bang and flooding the Daleks behind them with a blinding light. The Renegade and Thals ran for another spot of cover while the Daleks still behind the forcefield fired. Three Thals fell to the ground.
When the light faded, the Dalek's casings had melted and fused together. The Renegade and the two remaining Thals were behind the pressure-regulator station for the power generator. All of the valves had shut off to prevent more plasma from running through the pipes to the ruptured cylinder.

"REINFORCEMENTS NEEDED," a Dalek called over the intercom. "THE INTRUDERS MUST BE DESTROYED!"

"POWER LOST TO SECTOR FOUR," replied a Dalek on another part of the station. "TECHNICIANS ARE REQUIRED."

"Now it's time," said the Renegade.
He and Alarus each released a dozen thumb-sized spidery robots. Half of them crawled into the tear in the cylinder and down the pipes beneath it through the empty part of the power distribution system. The other half went to seek out other vulnerable parts of the station.
Just as more Daleks were rounding the corner into the room, the communicators beeped, telling the Renegade that the signal beacons carried by the robots had all been put in place.
He sent the signal for the designated groups to board the station, then they activated their wristbands and beamed back to the Renegade's TARDIS.

The Renegade turned on the transparency of the walls, revealing the station, the planet below, the wreckage floating in space, and about three dozen Dalek ships. They watched as a fleet of Warpsmith cruisers added the Dalek fleet to the debris floating around them.