***Emergency Emergency***

[Fifty.]

The distress signal reached the pilot shortly before his break.
-Damn. Someone fighting in uneven fights again? They'll never learn.
He tracked the source of the signal and sighed. D-6. He was rather reluctant, but SWAT forces are supposed to venture through hard zones. The large ship complied with the command and activated the cruise engines, shaking the whole cockpit.

He travelled through the field trying to get a better location of the signal. Rock after rock, he went even further.

Until he found what he was looking for. A tiny Liberator, which appeared badly damaged and with no life support and pod ejected. The pod was not far away, standing still in the cold space. The fighter headed in direction to the pod, while the pilot was scanning for life signs. Minimal. He quickly tractored the pod in and started the cruise engines. This place gave him creeps.