As the main Zeon force moved away from their hunting grounds a small unit of three zakus and a special variant arrived at the smouldering ruins of the ambush. While the main force thought that it was now a useless wreck. The Ace pilot Vrax August still thought something of value might be in there. All four Zakus stopped and their pilots hopped out.<br/><br/>(http://images2.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20111125202542/gundam/images/0/05/MS-06D_Desert_Zaku.jpg)<br/><br/>All of the pilots were wearing specialized desert warfare uniforms. Specially made to ensure the pilot was cool and hydrated during extended time in the desert. The main forces did not have this luxury, but the special commando units Vrax was assigned to did.<br/><br/>"<em>Damn, third platoon did a real number on these guys</em>" Said one of the pilots checking the wreckage for survivors. Two of the GM's cockpits were burned out husks leaving no doubt of their pilots fate.  One of the pilots inspected the third GM, its cockpit still mostly intact, upon further inspection he noticed a small crimson trail leaking out of the cockpit. Looking in he could see the pilot was injured but not badly enough to be fatal.<br/><br/>"<em>Got a live one!</em>" the Zeon pilot yelled to the others, who quickly came to him. Slowly pulling the injured pilot out. He had shrapnel wounds on his right shoulder preventing him from using his pistol. Several scrapes on his head had bloodied his vision so he couldn't see very well.<br/><br/>Vrax approached the pilot, He was the only one actually in full dress. His Naval uniform proudly showing his Zeon medal ribbons and unit citations. "Whats your name?" he asked the pilot kneeling down to his level.<br/><br/>"M. Sanders, Ensign, 431st Recon unit, Serial Number 12487-896" said the pilot in a robotic tone. Having memorized it from basic training. A standard phrase they told them to say if captured by the enemy.<br/><br/>"Where were you coming from? Where is your unit stationed?" Vrax pressed.<br/><br/>"M. Sanders, Ensign..." Said the pilot his body beginning to fail him. "<em>I don't think we are going to get much more out of him sir, should we stabilize him and prepare him for transport?</em>"<br/><br/>"Pitty, and no it won't be needed..." Said Vrax in one motion pulling out his side arm and firing his pistol, twice hitting the pilot in the chest, and once more in the head in rapid succession. The shots ringing out across the barren desert. The dead pilot slowly sunk to his back where the sand started to absorb the blood. "Check the crushed APC, see if you can open the top hatch, they may have a code book in there." Said Vrax still looking at the dead pilot. The other pilots hesitated for a moment before Vrax's gaze shifted to them, the Zeon pilots then quickly moved to work.<br/><br/>The crushed APC was still smoldering from the Zaku stomp. With a little elbow grease and minor explosives the team was able to pry open the hatch to investigate. Several items of moderate importance were mostly recovered and once they had cleared the whole area, just as quickly as they arrived they left. Leaving nothing but a body in their wake.