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Star Wars_ X-Wing 01_ Rogue Squadron - Michael A. Stackpole [1]

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Chapter 37

Chapter 38

Chapter 39

Chapter 40

Epilog

About the Author

Also by This Author

Introduction to the Star Wars Expanded Universe

Excerpt from Star Wars: X-Wing: Wedge’s Gamble

Introduction to the Old Republic Era

Introduction to the Rise of the Empire Era

Introduction to the Rebellion Era

Introduction to the New Republic Era

Introduction to the New Jedi Order Era

Introduction to the Legacy Era

Star Wars Novels Timeline

DRAMATIS PERSONAE

ROGUE SQUADRON

COMMANDER WEDGE ANTILLES (human male from Corellia)

CAPTAIN TYCHO CELCHU (human male from Alderaan)

LIEUTENANT CORRAN HORN (human male from Corellia)

OORYL QRYGG (Gand male from Gand)

NAWARA VEN (Twi’lek male from Ryloth)

RHYSATI YNR (human female from Bespin)

BROR JACE (human male from Thyferra)

ERISI DLARIT (human female from Thyferra)

PESHK VRI’SYK (Bothan male from Bothawui)

GAVIN DARKLIGHTER (human male from Tatooine)

RIV SHIEL (Shistavanen male from Uvena III)

LUJAYNE FORGE (human female from Kessel)

ANDOORNI HUI (Rodian female from Rodia)

ZRAII (Verpine male from Roche G42)

M-3PO (Emtrey; protocol and regulations droid)

WHISTLER (Corran’s R2-D2 astromech)

MYNOCK (Wedge’s R5-D2 astromech)

ADMIRAL ACKBAR (Mon Calamari male from Mon Calamari)

GENERAL HORTON SALM (human male from Norvall II)

GENERAL LARYN KRE’FEY (Bothan male from Bothawui)

CAPTAIN AFYON (human male from Alderaan)

CREW OF THE Pulsar Skate

MIRAX TERRIK (human female from Corellia)

LIAT TSAYV (Sullustan male from Sullust)


IMPERIAL FORCES

YSANNE ISARD, DIRECTOR OF IMPERIAL INTELLIGENCE (human female from Coruscant)

KIRTAN LOOR, INTELLIGENCE AGENT (human male from Churba)

GENERAL EVIR DERRICOTE (human male from Kalla)

1


You’re good, Corran, but you’re no Luke Skywalker. Corran Horn’s cheeks still burned at the memory of Commander Antilles’s evaluation of his last simulator exercise. The line had been a simple comment, not meant to be cruel nor delivered that way, but it cut deep into Corran. I’ve never tried to suggest I’m that good of a pilot.

He shook his head. No, you just wanted it to be self-evident and easily recognized by everyone around you. Reaching out he flicked the starter switches for the X-wing simulator’s engines. “Green One has four starts and is go.” All around him in the cockpit various switches, buttons, and monitors flashed to life. “Primary and secondary power is at full.”

Ooryl Qrygg, his Gand wingman, reported similar start-up success in a high-pitched voice. “Green Two is operational.”

Green Three and Four checked in, then the external screens came alive projecting an empty starfield. “Whistler, have you finished the navigation calculations?”

The green and white R2 unit seated behind Corran hooted, then the navdata spilled out over Corran’s main monitor. He punched a button sending the same coordinates out to the other pilots in Green Flight. “Go to light speed and rendezvous on the Redemption.”

As Corran engaged the X-wing’s hyperdrive, the stars elongated themselves into white cylinders, then snapped back into pinpoints and began to revolve slowly, transforming themselves into a tunnel of white light. Corran fought the urge to use the stick to compensate for the roll. In space, and especially hyperspace, up and down were relative. How his ship moved through hyperspace didn’t really matter—as long as it remained on the course Whistler had calculated and had attained sufficient velocity before entering hyperspace, he’d arrive intact.

Flying into a black hole would actually make this run easier. Every pilot dreaded the Redemption run. The scenario was based on an Imperial attack on evacuation ships back before the first Death Star had been destroyed. While the Redemption waited for three Medevac shuttles and the corvette Korolev to dock and off-load wounded, the Imperial frigate Warspite danced around the system and dumped out TIE fighters and added bombers to the mix to do as much damage as they could.

The bombers, with a full load of missiles, could do a lot of

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