501st: Star Wars: An Imperial Commando Novel

501st: Star Wars: An Imperial Commando Novel

Karen Traviss

Language: English

Pages: 398

ISBN: 2:00093554

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub


The Clone Wars are over, but for those with reason to run from the new galactic Empire, the battle to survive has only just begun. . . .

The Jedi have been decimated in the Great Purge, and the Republic has fallen. Now the former Republic Commandos–the galaxy’s finest special forces troops, cloned from Jango Fett–find themselves on opposing sides and in very different armor. Some have deserted and fled to Mandalore with the mercenaries, renegade clone troopers, and rogue Jedi who make up Kal Skirata’s ragtag resistance to Imperial occupation. Others–including men from Delta and Omega squads–now serve as Imperial Commandos, a black ops unit within Vader’s own 501st Legion, tasked to hunt down fugitive Jedi and clone deserters. For Darman, grieving for his Jedi wife and separated from his son, it’s an agonizing test of loyalty. But he’s not the only one who’ll be forced to test the ties of brotherhood. On Mandalore, clone deserters and the planet’s own natives, who have no love for the Jedi, will have their most cherished beliefs challenged. In the savage new galactic order, old feuds may have to be set aside to unite against a far bigger threat, and nobody can take old loyalties for granted.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

and not feel uneasy about it. A few pots of silent coffee later, Jusik wandered into the kitchen, followed by a worried-looking Zey. Skirata gave them both an appraising stare. Ny didn’t pick up any signs of animosity. If anything, he seemed baffled by the Jedi. “I heard about Dar,” Jusik said. “Fi’s mortified.” “It’s not Fi’s fault.” Skirata gestured to the caf pot. “But we’ve got to clear this up.” He raised his eyebrows at Zey. “You heard, too, I take it.” “Kal, I wish I knew why Darman

plaster gouged out in places to reveal the ferrocrete blocks beneath. Most of the stores seemed to be cantinas. Speeders in various stages of decay or dismantlement dotted the streets. “Not a place to take a lady,” Fi said. “Unless she’s especially rough.” “Nothing that a little urban regeneration grant wouldn’t fix.” “Or a turbolaser. From orbit.” “Okay, I know where we are now. Follow me.” “I still think it’s ever so clever.” “What?” “Your homing instinct. It’s like watching Mird track

and his shields, then pulled even more energy from his quartet of Incom 4L4 fusial thrust engines and shunted it into recharging his weapons and shields. The resource redirection brought his speed down. Corran pulled back on the stick, easing the X-wing into a turn that brought him head-on into the bombers. Tapping the stick to the left, he centered the targeting box on the first of the dupes. The HUD started yellow, then quickly went red. Corran fired a missile. “Acquire five.” The HUD started

out the training. If a sensitive isn’t trained, then they can’t do all the clever stuff like telekinesis and mind-bending.” “You know quite a bit about this midi-chlorian business, yourself, then, Kal.” Skirata felt his scalp tighten. He’d played this game of verbal sabacc with too many beings over the years, and it made him assume the worst rather than anything at face value. He was usually right. When he was wrong—well, it was safer than the alternative, and he was prepared to lose a few

as there’s one Jedi out there, they’ll know enough of the basics to find Force-sensitives and train them.” “Exactly.” Melusar looked at Darman, and then nodded to himself, smiling. “They’re all a risk.” Niner couldn’t work out if Melusar was testing him or leading up to some revelation. “We’ll do whatever we’re tasked to do, sir.” “Jedi don’t have numbers on their side now, Niner, and they don’t have the taxpayer bankrolling ships and arms for them. They’ll hide for a while and lick their

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