Han Solo at Stars End (Star Wars: The Han Solo Adventures) by Brian Daley

Author:Brian Daley [Daley, Brian]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9780345912084
Publisher: Del Rey
Published: 2011-03-23T05:00:00+00:00

AS he overtook each of the escapees in turn, Max slowed the harvester just enough for them to board. First was Bollux, who had fallen behind the others despite his best efforts; he made a last bound with a deep sproing from his suspension, found a servo-grip hold, and drew himself aboard. Then came Term, who, pacing the harvester, made an athletically skillful mount. Lastly, Atuarre and Pakka came aboard, the cub clinging to his mothers tail. Blue Max accelerated for the spaceport perimeter.

Rekkon still held Hah to the catwalk, but now it was to make sure he wouldnt fall. Captain, you must accept that theres no more you can do here. Your chances of getting to Chewbacca here on erron III are vanishing small. And, more to the point, its doubtful hell be here for long. Surely hell be taken for interrogation, just like the others. Our mission is yours now; its nearly certain the Weekice wdl be put in with the rest of the Authoritys special enemies.

Han wiped blood from his forehead, pulled himself upright, and began climbing a maintenance ladder. Where are you going? Rekkon demanded.

Someone has to tell Max where hes going, Han answered.

The spaceport was guarded by a security fence of fine mesh, ten meters high, carrying a lethal charge maintained by transmitting posts along its length. An unprotected man, or even an armored one, would stand no chance of making it through, but the har-vester offered a special form of protection. Everybody get to a catwalk, Rekkon called. Stand on the insulated strips? His various compan-ions, Hah included, rushed for positions, bracing their feet on the thick runners of insulation on the mechan-ics catwalks.

The harvester hit the field area as Max threw his cutter blades into motion again. Defensive energy spat and spattered all around the agrirobot, discharging across its bow in skittering strands. Then the fence was torn apart by the harvesters blades, a twenty-meter length of it ripped loose and engulfed. The defensive field faded along that part of the fence, its continuity broken. Whereupon the giant machine churned out on-to the fiat, press-bonded landing area.

Han hauled himself up and looked down at Max, nestled in the control niche. Can you program this crate so itll run without you?

The computer prohes photoreceptor swiveled around, coming up to bear on him. Thats what its built to do, but itll remember only simple things, Cap-tain. For a machine its pretty dumb.

Hah weighed his suspicions, presumptions, and a knowledge of security procedures. Theyll be rushing their men to the passenger-ship end of the port; they wont think the barges are any good to us. But theyll certainly be looking for this tub, Max. Set it up so itll give us a few seconds to get dear, then head itself down toward the main port area. To the others, he called, Checkout time! Everybody pound ground!

From Blue Max came low buzzes, beeps, and wonks of his labors. Then he announced, Done, Captain, but we better get off right now.

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