I was stationed on an unnamed planet at a secret base. It was pretty well hidden from sight, but it had a landing pad that could be seen if someone flew over head. Normally this didn’t happen often and we world have time to camouflage the landing pad.
Well, late one afternoon, I am very surprised to see a small civilian transport ship landing at our "secret" base. Immediately a squad of clones impounded the transport and hauled the pilot into an interrogation room.
The pilot's story was that he was headed Begas, a local pleasure city about 80 miles away, with a load of costumes for exotic dancers, got lost, and spotted the Base just as he was about to run out of fuel.
The Base commander started a full intelligence background check on the pilot and held him overnight during the investigation.By the next day, they were finally convinced that the pilot really was lost and wasn't a spy. They fueled up his transport, gave him a terrifying "you-did-not-see-a-base" briefing, complete with threats of spending the rest of his life in prison on Hoth, told him Begas was that-a-way on such-and-such a heading, and sent him on his way.
The day after that though, to my total disbelief, the same transport showed up again. Once again, my squad surrounded the plane...only this time there were two people in the plane.
The same pilot jumped out and said, "Do anything you want to me, but my wife is in the plane and you have to tell her where I was last night!"