"Michael P. Kube - McDowell - Black Fleet 2 - Shield of Lies" - читать интересную книгу автора (Kube-McDowell Michael P)

"Master Lando, I am certain Colonel Pakkpekatt and the armada are
pursuing us," said Threepio. "The sooner we leave hyperspace, the
sooner they can rescue US."

"Yeah, they're going to be looking for us," said Lando. "But finding
us--we could pop out five light-years from where we were, or fifty, or
five hundred. And normal evasive tactics would call for an immediate
course change, then another jump. Once that happens, you might as well
be playing hide-and-seek with the Ewoks on Endor."

"But, Master Lando---there must be some way they can rescue us. Surely
they wouldn't abandon us. If they do not come for us, we are all
doomed to perish as prisoners, lost in space--" "Threepio, we can't
afford to wait for them."

Lando tapped his faceplate to remind the droid why.

"The chrono's already moving. Lobot and I could be dead before this
ship even decides to leave hyperspace.

That's why we have to act now. We can't count on any help from the
armada, unless we can figure out some way to give them some help
finding us first. Until then, we're on our own."

Threepio raised his arms and his voice together.

"We apologize," he called to the ship. "Please, believe me, I never
meant to harm anyone--" "Shut up, Threepio."

"Yes, sir."

"Lando," said Lobot.

"What?"

"It couldn't hurt," said Lobot. "Someone might be listening."

Lando frowned. "As far as this ship is concerned, we're pirates,
burglars, tomb-robbers, or worse. Not too likely they'll forget that
just because we suddenly develop better manners after breaking down the
front door."

"The probability of success may be low," said Lobot. "But diplomatic
words are the tool Threepio is best equipped to wield. And perhaps an
apology will prove to be the key that will open the next door."
Sighing, Lando waved his gloved hand toward See-Threepio.

"All right. But, Threepio, a little dignity, please."