The Han Solo Adventures

609 Pages·2011·3.28 MB·English

by  Daley Brian

THE HAN SOLO ADVENTURES
Han Solo drove his swoop into the weather station’s giant emission
cylinder. The pursuing craft hung back a moment, then followed.
“Stay gripped!” he called to the woman behind him, jockeying the
swoop to face his enemies. They scattered, then dropped onto his tail
again, ready to trap him at the cylinder’s far end.
Han speeded up once more. The end of the emission cylinder was
swinging, first revealing and then concealing meter-and-a-half-wide
openings in the gridwork. The opening Han had selected expanded
before him as he drove toward it. There was a terrible moment of
doubt … then the gridwork passed him like a shadow, and they were in
the open.
He took a quick look behind. Pieces of wreckage were raining slowly
toward the ground; one of his pursuers had tried to emulate him and
failed …

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HAN SOLO AT STARS’ END copyright © 1979 by The Star
Wars Corporation
HAN SOLO’S REVENGE copyright © 1979 by Lucasfilm Ltd.
(LFL)
HAN SOLO AND THE LOST LEGACY copyright © 1980 by Lucasfilm Ltd. (LFL) All rights
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eISBN: 978-0-30779548-9
v3.1
CONTENTS
Cover
Title Page
Copyright
HAN SOLO AT STARS’ END
Chapter I
Chapter II
Chapter III
Chapter IV
Chapter V
Chapter VI
Chapter VII
Chapter VIII
Chapter IX
Chapter X
Chapter XI
HAN SOLO’S REVENGE
Chapter I
Chapter II
Chapter III
Chapter IV
Chapter V
Chapter VI
Chapter VII
Chapter VIII
Chapter IX
Chapter X
Chapter XI
Chapter XII
Chapter XIII
HAN SOLO AND THE LOST LEGACY
Chapter I
Chapter II
Chapter III
Chapter IV
Chapter V
Chapter VI
Chapter VII
Chapter VIII
Chapter IX
Chapter X
Chapter XI
Chapter XII
Chapter XIII
Chapter XIV
Chapter XV
Chapter XVI
About the Author
Also by this Author
Introduction to the Star Wars Expanded Universe
Excerpt from Star Wars: The Adventures of Lando Calrissian
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
HAN SOLO AT STARS’ END
To Poul Anderson and Gordon R. Dickson,
for their kind words to a new guy
and
Owen Lock: learned editor and friend,
who’ll race to Antares for pinks, any time
The author wishes to thank Eleanor and
Diana Berry for timely assistance
I
“IT’S a warship all right. Damn!”
Instrument panels in the Millennium Falcon’s cockpit were alive with
trouble lights, warning flashers, and the beeps and hoots of the sensor
package. Readout screens were feeding combat-information displays at
high speed.
Han Solo, crouched forward in the pilot’s seat, coolly flicking his eyes
from instrument to screen, hastily assessed his situation. His lean,
youthful face creased in a frown of concern. Beyond the cockpit canopy,
the surface of the planet Duroon drew steadily nearer. Somewhere below
and astern, a heavily armed vessel had detected the Falcon’s presence
and was now homing in to challenge her. That the warship had, in fact,
picked up the Millennium Falcon first was a matter of no small worry to
Han; the ability to come and go without attracting notice, especially
official notice, was vital to a smuggler.
He began relaying fire-control data to the ship’s weapons systems.
“Charge main batteries, Chewie,” he said, not taking his eyes from his
part of the console, “and shields-all. We’re in prohibited space; can’t let
’em take us or identify the ship.” Particularly, he added to himself, with
the cargo we’re hauling.
To his right, Chewbacca the Wookiee made a sound halfway between
a grunt and a bark, his furry fingers darting to his controls with sure
dexterity, his large, hairy form hunched in the oversized copilot’s seat.
Wookiee-style, he showed his fierce fighting teeth as he rapidly
surrounded the starship with layers of defensive energy. At the same
time, he brought the Falcon’s offensive weaponry up to its maximum
charge.
Bracing his ship for battle, Han berated himself for ever having taken
on this job. He’d known full well it could take him into conflict with the
Corporate Sector Authority, in the middle of a steer-clear area.