Emergency claxons rang off of the docking bays on one of the cities as the half-burned metal of an Insurgent barely managed to land, or rather crash, onto the bottom. The wreckage was aflame, with the cockpit popping open as the pilot slumped out onto the floor. Coalition jumpsuit, Fighter Corps paintmarks, hits on the hull that looked like Corsair fire. It seems one of them had gotten lucky enough to hit the aft engine reserve fuel tank. The pilot of the ship had barely managed to bring her back to port, his body almost mangled as the emergency units rushed up as fire crew set to put out the blaze. Bones broken, one lung punctured and on the verge of collapsing, it was only the finest medicine that could keep this man alive.
But why Gran Canaria and why now? The young man was rushed to the emergency department.