"Michael Stackpole "The Bacta War"" - читать интересную книгу автораleast we'll be doing that as soon as we get some clothes on you, that is."
"As long as I don't have to use Jace's tailor, I'll be happy." "What's wrong with what I'm wearing?" "I hate shorts." "On you, who'd notice?" Jace's riposte stunned Corran, then he smiled. "I was thinking I spent a long time in the bacta tank, but I have a feeling that's going to be like nothing compared to the trip home. I'm glad you're alive, Jace. Life's been much too easy since you've been gone." 1 16 Wedge exerted the effort to wipe the smile off his face as his X-wing hurtled through hyperspace. Bror Jace's return from the grave had been a most pleasant surprise, both because he wasn't dead and because of the insight into Thyferra he pro-vided. Zaltin had long kept tabs on Xucphra, and Isard had not changed procedures so much that Jace's intelligence re-ports had been completely invalidated. He was very happy to have Jace back in the squadron. Zraii had put an X-wing together out of parts for Jace. The Thyferran had it painted red with green trim-the corporate colors of Zaltin-and had been checked out on it within three hours of his arrival at Yag'Dhul. Jace had been a hot hand in an X-wing when he was first with the squadron, and his time off had not seemed to dull his skill very much at all. With as few pilots as we have, they all need to be sharp. Wedge had been less than pleased with learning that Cor-ran had been injured on Thyferra. He'd have been angry with Corran except that the smaller man gave him had been quite frank concerning what he had done, re-minding Wedge of Corran's attack on stormtroopers on Talasea. When Corran finds trouble, he never seems to have difficulty just diving in, especially when the lives of others are at stake. Nice trait to have in a friend. Information Jace had brought with him set the basis for the run the squadron had headed out on. Isard had initiated escort service for the bacta convoys, moving them to central-ized locations where the client worlds would come to get their bacta. Wedge saw immediately that if he hit the covered con-voys he'd be in serious trouble, but Jace's people had initiated an operation to get them some of the bacta anyway. The Ashern had sliced new code into the navicomps on three of the freighters that would produce a course deviation in the final leg of the trip. The freighters would fly out from under their cover and be in a position for the squadron to make off with them. The navicomps would remain useless until the squadron sent them the key code or until the crew stripped the computer down and reloaded all of the software. Wedge knew the operation was chancy, but to refuse to go after the ships would mean that the Ashern's effort had gone for naught. The risk of the operation had to be weighed against the good that could be done with the supplies of bacta the ships carried. Halanit could still use more, as could sev-eral other small settlements that found the Thyferran price prohibitively high. More important, Coruscant needed more bacta to supplement the rylca treatments for the Krytos virus. He couldn't discount the possibility of a trap entirely, but for the Imps to |
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