Yesterday I received a distress signal while traveling through the Cambridge system. It turns out that an enterprising pilot had gotten himself into a mission contract that was more than he bargained for: instead of fighting off some Mollys in New London, he found himself fighting a wing of Corsair Legionnaires near the Leeds jump hole in Cambridge. To his credit, he had managed to destroy most of the wing after several hours of fighting, but had run out of ammo and was stuck in a deadlocked fight with the last Corsair fighter. With my help, we managed to finish him off.
Hope the guy learned his lesson: always read the WHOLE contract before signing.