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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

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