There he found the remains of several smaller ships crashed into the loading bays . Doors were either torn off completely and floating nearby, of hanging by either a hinge, or hydraulic line. He knew from experience, if this had been back on earth, there would be massive fires, and much more collateral damage. As it was, the damage to the space station had rendered it almost impossible to support human life. All the while he was approaching what left of the space station, he tried all hailing frequencies, and got no response from the station, or any of the vessels scattered around the station. Eventually he was able to find a docking station still intact. Gingerly maneuvering his small craft to the magnets he let them pull his ship to the hatch. Once it clunked metal against metal,and the the exit doors sealed. allowing a safe exit from his his craft to the space station.
Once he entered the station, the devastation was immediately obvious.
Heading for the damaged section of the hub, he found all the main airlock had already self sealed, keeping the remaining sections of the hub liveable. The halls were littered with debris, and personal lay dead en masse in the hall immediately off the airlock seals. Obviously either killed during the initial crash, or when the outer hull was broken before the airlocks sealed up the area, and environmental systems retuned the area to liveable again. Too late for those caught there originally. Heading to the main control center of the space station he finally found people alive. Not many. When he talked to them he finally got the story.
It had been a suicide attack by a rogue nation, that was denouncing earth's venture into space. The plan had worked it had crippled the Nexus Space Station. Killing thousands of people, destroying billions of dollars of structure, and equipment, and decades of work. Effectively ending earth's bid to colonize the stars. At least for the foreseeable future.
Some thing never change even after thousands of years.