Before they lost all consciousness their arm moved in a downwards motion whilst contorting the hand to grasp the attached item. One by one each finger curled under the edge of the disc forming a somewhat firm grip. Then, they angled the thumb into the depression and let it know its touch. At once it emitted a transparent pulse that traveled three meters from the device then halted, spilling out at all directions. The energy field kept expanding trying to touch a base or something…it surrounded the person until it met with its other sides. There in the randomness a bubble encased someone, shrapnel and assorted debris ricocheted off it. A rather odd sight for sleek fighter vessels returning to what remained of the ship building facility. This caught the attention of a pilot who said,"Uh, command, um, could you send out one of those recovery things- I don't know-" about a minute passed until the pilot received a reply.
"6-9, I would like to inform you that we have nothing to spare. Return to base immediately"
The pilot didn't give another fleeting interest to the unidentified object and responded,"Understood command." Bright exhausts from fighter jets illuminated the opaqueness, leaving the UO to drift farther away.