Survivor's Quest: Star Wars Legends (Star Wars - Legends) by Timothy Zahn

Author:Timothy Zahn [Zahn, Timothy]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Random House Worlds
Published: 2011-06-28T00:00:00+00:00

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The turbolift creaked and moaned as it arrived at Dreadnaught-6, but it settled into place with only a couple of small bumps. “They’ve definitely been using this car,” Fel commented.

“As we had already concluded below,” Drask said pointedly.

With an effort, Fel held his tongue. Yes, Drask had noticed that the core’s stack of supplies near this particular turbolift tube had been systematically raided; and, yes, Fel had agreed then with the general’s conclusion that this probably meant at least part of D-6 was in use. But it didn’t mean extra evidence shouldn’t be noted and commented upon.

With a little more creaking, the doors slid open. Grappler, at point, stepped out into the corridor, his helmet turning back and forth as he scanned the area. “Clear,” he reported, moving aside to let the others emerge. “Which way, Commander?”

“The most direct path to D-Five, of course,” Drask growled before Fel could answer. “That is, after all, our chief purpose in being down here.”

With an effort, Fel controlled his temper. Drask had been nothing but a blue-skinned lump of impatience and disapproval since he’d left Luke and Mara and linked up with the Imperials. Maybe, he thought unkindly, that was why the two Jedi had been so eager to go down to D-1 and foist him off on the Imperials. “We’ll get to D-Five, General,” he said with all the patience he could scrape together. “But as long as we’re here, it wouldn’t hurt to do a little looking around.”

Drask rumbled something deep in his throat. “You do not understand,” he bit out.

Fel looked aft along the corridor, trying to ignore him. The game of diplomacy, he decided, was rapidly losing whatever faint charm it once might have possessed. As soon as he reasonably could, he would indeed get back to the others, turn Drask back over to Formbi, and be done with him.

In the distance, somewhere beyond this particular Dreadnaught’s fleet tactical room, he could see a glow that seemed stronger than anything permlights could put out. “Looks like the local civilization is back that way,” he said, pointing. “Stormtroopers?”

There was a short pause as the stormtroopers turned their sensors in that direction. “Infrared and gas-spectrum analysis readings indicate approximately thirty to forty humans,” Grappler reported.

“Picking up voices, too,” Cloud added. “The pitch would suggest mostly females and infants.”

Fel frowned. Infants? “Let’s take a look.”

Drask rumbled again. “Commander Fel—”

“We’re going to take a look, General,” Fel said shortly, sending the Chiss’s glare right back at him. “If you choose to argue with me every third or fourth step, it’s going to take a lot longer.”

“Very well, Commander,” Drask said, his eyes blazing. “As you wish. You are in command of this unit, after all.”

And don’t you forget it. Again leaving the words unsaid, Fel gestured the 501st forward.

They headed down the corridor, Grappler in the lead, Cloud and Shadow behind him, Watchman bringing up the rear behind Fel and Drask. The general maintained a stony silence, and possibly because of

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