Planet Of Twilight by Hambly Barbara

Author:Hambly, Barbara [Hambly, Barbara]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

“I fear so. It’s why I questioned you so closely before I was permitted to give you medical clearance to make planetfall.

Authorities here have put the whole base under quarantine.”

Hral Piksoar allowed them into the first of the several storage holds Han had converted to emergency sick bays. It held its weapons trained in four directions while Dr. Oolos and his team passed swiftly from victim to victim, injecting antishock and stabilizers, transferring the suppurating, hairless, muttering forms to stasis boxes on antigrav tables. The other two troopers disappeared down the hallways to continue their search for illegal weaponry. Han felt the back of his neck prickle at this violation, but knew that a Donnybrook at this point would result in not only himself, Lando, and Chewie spending the night in the local ohokey, but these fifteen survivors in all probability continuing for hours longer in their nightmare pain.

For himself, he’d have taken a poke at Hral Piksoar in a heartbeat, the minute the goon laid a pincer on him. But he’d been through two parsees of hyperspace hearing the feeble whispers of agony from the men and women hooked up to makeshift life support every time he walked down these corridors.

Maybe he was learning something from Leia, he thought, willing the flush of anger from his face.

“What’s the story?” he asked softly, as the treelike physician ducked through into the next hold. “You tell me there’s forty guys down with the plague on the base here; we get attacked by something I’ve never seen anywhere out there a partisan revolt on Durren-somebody sure shot down these poor bastards…”

“Galactic Med Central is trying to contain the plague,” said Dr. Oolos worriedly. “Trying hard.” His head tendrils flexed uneasily, a hundred shades of crimson and scarlet ribbed and straked with violet; his dark eyes were filled with concern. “They bring them to us dying of no perceptible ailment-no virus, no bacteria, no poison, no allergy. Bacta-tank therapy only seems to accelerate the progress of the slow bleeding away of life.”

He shook his head, and glanced across at Sergeant Hral Piksoar, who was peering paranoically around the corner and into the hall. “With Gopso’o raids on the suburbs-bombings of public buildings-they’ve seized one minor spaceport already-the atmosphere here has been terrible, unbelievable.”

He touched a gas mask hanging from his belt, and followed his team back into the corridor with the last of the victims, Han striding in his wake. “Take one of these with you if you plan to leave the vessel for any reason. The Gopso’o are rumored to be using bilal and rush gas in their attacks, though we haven’t had any documented cases yet at the center.”

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