Star Wars - The Last Battle Of Colonel Jace Malcom - Plot & Excerpts
The dying man himself was propped against a rock, and Sergeant Immel crouched above him as she fumbled to resecure his helmet. “He’s out, Colonel,” she said. “Autodoc pegs him at critical.” Jace Malcom watched the horizon. Through his helmet’s display filters, the fog seemed to dissolve before the yellow sky and rocky cliffs, then snapped back into place as the filter tech gave up with an electronic shrug. No further enemy presence. At least, nothing obvious. “Your call,” Jace said. “His tracer functional?” “It works. What about vultures?” “If the Empire has time to send vultures, it means we failed the mission.” Not true, of course. The black-suited troopers could flock to the battlefield at any time—death’s own heralds, following med tracers to find their victims. But Immel knew the odds, so Jace could afford the lie. “Why me?”
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