Star Wars Death Star 153.pdf

for a troop carrier; you could probably stuff a couple million stormtroopers into that thing with room left over for a fleet of battleships, once they get it done-more than you'd need for any one Rebel outpost." "But why is it so big?" He shrugged. "Dunno. I'd guess it packs a load of firepower." "You think that's where we're going?" "Bet big credits to boiled chork it is." Memah stared at the huge, unfinished spheroid, already bristling with armament. Once completed, it would probably be able to blow ships, asteroids, maybe even entire moons, into cosmic gravel. She felt her lekku bristle in nervous anticipation. Well, she'd hoped for a locale in which to ply her trade that would be safe, hadn't she? "Be careful what you wish for," she murmured. Rodo glanced at her, but said nothing. The station, already huge, kept growing larger as the transport approached. MILITARY SHUTTLE NGC-1710, APPROACHING THE DEATH STAR 153