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Order 66 (Star Wars: Republic Commando, Book 4) Hardcover – September 16, 2008
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Even as the Clone Wars are about to reach an explosive climax, no one knows if victory will favor the Grand Army of the Republic (GAR) or the Separatists. But no matter who wins, the stakes are highest for elite Special Ops clones like the Republic Commandos in Omega and Delta squads–and the notorious renegade Advance Recon Commando troopers known as Null ARCs.
With Republic forces stretched to the max and casualties mounting, the last thing these beleaguered warriors need to hear is that Chancellor Palpatine is keeping vast armies of secret clone troops in reserve. Sergeant Skirata, a mentor to the clone commandos, has no intention of standing idly by while Palpatine sends them into battle like lambs to the slaughter. Skirata begins to plan the clones’ escape from the GAR, but his heroic effort will be in vain unless he can reverse the clones’ accelerated aging process.
Caught in the treacherous dealings of their leaders, and locked in the battles of their lives, the disillusioned Null ARCs and Commandos nonetheless fight with everything they’ve got, determined to wrest victory from the Seps and save the galaxy.
But even the deadliest weapons may not be powerful enough to defeat the realmenace. And nothing will stop the apocalyptic horror unleashed when Palpatine utters the chilling words The time has come. Execute Order 66. Translation: The Jedi have tried to stage a coup, and all must be shot on sight.
With their faith in the Republic and their loyalty to their Jedi allies put to the ultimate test, how will the men of Omega and Delta squads react to the most infamous command in galactic history? All the breathtaking action, suspense, and intrigue of Karen Traviss’s Republic Commando series comes alive in Star Wars: Order 66.
- Print length448 pages
- LanguageEnglish
- PublisherLucasBooks
- Publication dateSeptember 16, 2008
- Dimensions6.55 x 1.39 x 10.46 inches
- ISBN-100345506189
- ISBN-13978-0345506184
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Ba’jur bal beskar’gam,
Ara’nov, aliit,
Mando’a bal Mand’alor–
An vencuyan mhi.
Education and armor,
Self-defense, our tribe,
Our language and our leader–
All help us survive.
–Rhyme taught to Mandalorian children to help them learn the Resol’nare–the six tenets of Mando culture
Arca Barracks, Special Operations Brigade HQ, Coruscant,
736 days after the Battle of Geonosis–
second anniversary of the outbreak of war
Scorch raised his rifle and sighted up on the two sergeants on the parade ground below the window.
The DC-17’s upgraded optics were a definite improvement on the last version. The reticule settled on Kal Skirata within a narrow imaginary band level with his eyes and the indentation at the base of his skull; a perfect cranial vault shot, the ideal for instant incapacitation. Scorch could see the Mandalorian’s mouth moving as he spoke to Walon Vau.
Yeah, it’s getting like downtown Keldabe around here. It’s not as if I don’t like the guy. But . . .
Sergeant Vau–and he would always be Sergeant Vau, civilian or not–was the nearest Scorch had to a father. Vau and Skirata seemed to be deep in conversation, both talking at once while they stared down at the ferrocrete surface of the parade ground, no eye contact at all. It was a weird thing to be doing at daybreak.
“I thought you said you could lip-read,” Sev said, munching on a handful of spiced warra nuts.
“I can, but he’s not making sense.”
“Maybe they’re talking Mando’a.”
“I can lip-read Mando’a just fine, mir’sheb . . .”
“You’d think they’d have the sense to wear their buckets and use the internal comlink.”
“Maybe it’s nothing confidential.” Scorch could smell the pungent spice on the nuts from across the room. “Look, you know what happens when you stuff your face with those things. You get indigestion and wind. And I’m not going to put you over my shoulder and burp you.”
Sev belched. “You’ll miss me when I’m gone.”
“Make yourself useful and take a look, will you?”
Sev made a long, low rumbling noise at the back of his throat, finished the handful of nuts, and sighted up with his own Deece. He was a sniper. He spent even more time staring through optics than Scorch did.
“They’re reciting something,” he said at last, and leaned his Deece against the wall again to sit on his bunk and resume munching. “They’re both saying the same words.”
“Yeah? And?”
“Don’t know. Can’t make it out.”
For as long as Scorch could remember, Skirata and Vau had been at loggerheads about everything from tactics and how to motivate troops to the color of the mess walls, sometimes to the point of fistfights. But the war seemed to have softened their outlook. There was no affection between them–not as far as Scorch could see–but something kept them together as brother warriors, tight and secret.
Neither of them needed to be here. Vau’s bank raid–and they didn’t talk about that, no sir–had probably netted millions. They were men with a mission, driven by something Scorch didn’t quite understand.
He cranked up the magnification. But it didn’t help. “Maybe they’re having a really boring conversation.”
“It’s names,” said Sev at last. “They’re reciting names.”
Scorch sighted up again, transfixed. “How old is Skirata?”
“Sixty, sixty-one, something like that.”
“What’s that in clone years?”
“Dead.”
It was a sobering thought, and Scorch wondered why it hadn’t struck him that way before. He’d never worried about getting old. He never thought he’d survive, for all Delta Squad’s general bluster that the Separatist hadn’t been born who could kill them.
“You think the crazy old barve is going to find his magic cure?” he asked.
Sev tossed a nut in the air and caught it in his mouth. “For what?”
“Our premature exit from this life. He is always talking about it.”
Sev rumbled again. “I still reckon he killed Ko Sai. And I still reckon he got her research, and that’s why he killed her, to shut her up. So yeah, I’d bet on him finding a way to stop us aging so fast.”
Scorch suspected that Vau was as deeply involved in the death of Kamino’s renegade cloner as Skirata; he was still fiercely loyal to Vau, because the man was the reason Delta were all still alive today, one of a handful of squads that had survived intact since the Kamino days. Vau raised survivors. “You’re not going to mention that to Zey, are you, Sev?”
“Nah. I hate giving him sleepless nights.”
“But if Sergeant Kal’s got Ko Sai’s research, why hasn’t he started dishing out the cure? It’s been nearly six months since he gave you her head.”
“You make it sound like a birthday present,” Sev said. “Maybe he can’t make some of the formula work. Or he’s just milking the Republic for all he can get before he bangs out with his stash.”
“Kal wouldn’t leave without his precious Nulls.” Scorch turned to look at Sev and met a raised eyebrow. “Would he?”
“If they deserted, would you shoot them?” Sev asked.
Scorch shrugged, trying to look disinterested, but the idea of putting a round through a brother clone didn’t sit well with him. The Nulls were Skirata’s adopted sons, too, his precious little boys even if they were grown men–big men, dangerous men–and if any barve so much as looked at them the wrong way, Skirata would have his guts for garters.
Even us.
“We wouldn’t have to,” Scorch said. “You heard all about Palpatine’s death squad standing by if we step out of line.”
“Don’t avoid the question. Would you shoot them if ordered?”
“Depends,” Scorch said at last.
“Orders are orders.”
“Depends who’s giving them.”
“The longer this war goes on, the less I feel the Nulls are on the same side as us.”
Scorch knew what Sev meant, but he thought it was a harsh judgment all the same. He couldn’t imagine the Nulls siding with the Seps. They were crazy, unpredictable, even Skirata’s private army, but they weren’t traitors.
“Come on,” he said, grabbing his helmet and heading for the doors. “Let’s see what the old guys are up to. I can’t stand the suspense any longer.”
The parade ground was a platform edged with a low retaining wall and a border of manicured bushes, all trimmed to regulation height– there was such a thing, Scorch was certain–and it didn’t see many parades. More often than not these days, it stood empty except for the occasional impromptu game of bolo-ball. The two veteran sergeants stood in the center of it with heads slightly bowed, oblivious of the commandos approaching.
But Skirata was never really oblivious of anything. Nor was Vau. They had eyes in their backsides, those two. Scorch still hadn’t worked out how they’d managed to keep such a close eye on their respective training companies back in Tipoca City. To a young clone, they’d seemed like omniscient gods who could not be deceived, evaded, or outsmarted, and they still came pretty close now.
Scorch could hear the mumbling rumble of low voices. It had a sort of rhythm to it. Yes, they were reciting a list. Now that he could hear, he caught sounds he recognized.
Names.
They were reciting names.
Sev was the first to hesitate. He caught Scorch’s elbow. “I don’t think we should interrupt them, ner vod.”
Skirata turned slowly, lips still moving, and then Vau looked up.
“You want to join in, ad’ike?” Vau said kindly, and he was not a kindly man. “Just commemorating brothers gone to the manda. You forgotten what day it is?”
Scorch had, although it should have been etched in his memory. Seven hundred and thirty-six days ago, all ten thousand Republic commandos had been deployed to Geonosis with the rest of the Grand Army at zero notice, a scramble to board ships that left no time for farewells to their training sergeants. Of the ten thousand men who shipped out, only five thousand had come back.
Scorch felt like a fool. He knew what the two sergeants were doing now, and why: they were reciting the names of fallen clone commandos. It was a Mandalorian custom to honor dead loved ones and comrades by repeating their names daily. He wondered if they went through all those thousands every single day.
“You didn’t memorize every name, did you, Sarge?” Sev asked.
“We remember every lad we trained, and we always will,” Skirata said quietly, but Scorch saw that he kept glancing down at a datapad clutched in his hand. Five thousand names–plus those killed after the Battle of Geonosis–was an impossible feat of memory even for Skirata’s devotion. “The rest ...we only need a little prompting.”
Scorch couldn’t now name half the squads in his bat...
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- Publisher : LucasBooks; 1st edition (September 16, 2008)
- Language : English
- Hardcover : 448 pages
- ISBN-10 : 0345506189
- ISBN-13 : 978-0345506184
- Item Weight : 1.5 pounds
- Dimensions : 6.55 x 1.39 x 10.46 inches
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Karen Traviss is the author of a dozen New York Times bestsellers, and her critically-acclaimed Wess’har books have been finalists five times for the Campbell and Philip K. Dick awards. She also writes thrillers, comics, and games with military and political themes. A former defence correspondent, TV journalist, and spin doctor (okay, nobody's perfect) she lives in Wiltshire, England. She expects to be remembered for her devotion to brewing sake and fermenting anything that stands still long enough to be stuffed in a jar.
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Republic Commando: Hard Contact basically gets us to think about clone troopers in an entirely different way, i.e., as people rather than just cannon fodder. We learn about the importance of the teams, and we are introduced to Jedi Etain Tur-Mukan and to Gurlanin shapeshifters.
Republic Commando: Triple Zero, the second book, keeps us with Omega Squad and introduces us to Delta Squad plus the legendary Sergeant Kal Skirata and his boys, Null ARC Troopers Ordo and Mereel. Jedi Knight Etain Tur-Mukan is also back. Ms Traviss gets us to think about the lives of the clone troopers. What will happen to them when the war ends? Would it be possible for any of the troopers to adopt normal lifestyles with wives and families during their abbreviated life spans? Such questions are important in the series and they broke entirely new ground for me. I simply had never thought of clone troopers as real people who might like to live ordinary lives one day.
Republic Commando: True Colors, the third in the series, takes place during the Clone Wars with the Grand Army of the Republic fighting an ongoing war against the Separatists, a war that seems to make no sense. The clones themselves in the book gradually begin to entertain suspicions about strange troop buildups and exorbitant weapons expenditures that seem completely unnecessary based on the strength of the opposing forces.
Sadly, we then come to Republic Commando: Order 66, the fourth and last book in the series. I hate to see the series end. The author has outdone herself with this one. We all know what Order 66 is, so we read the book with a sense of impending doom without knowing when the hammer might fall. We have most of the same characters as in the first three books, and they are spread over the Universe doing various deeds. Kal is determined to establish a safe haven for his boys on Mandalore so they can lead as close to normal lives as possible. With the help of Walon Vau, Kal comes into vast resources that he can spend as necessary so he makes progress in his quest.
Scientific help is needed from geneticists to find a means of extending the life spans of the clones, so Kal and his squads go obtain the needed scientists. At the same time, a war is being fought against the Separatists that cannot be avoided. After all, the clones are soldiers. To further complicate matters, Etain and Darman have a baby son who must be cared for. Fi is wounded and must attempt to work his way back.
The ending of the book surprised me. Order 66 is issued but at an unexpected time. Everything is not tied up in a neat and tidy package. Ms Traviss is clearly leaving some questions unanswered for her next series Imperial Commando. I can't wait.
That aside... the title plot (Order 66) seemed far too ancillary (secondary) to be worthy. But that is my one major nit... and it's not even that big of a deal. It did seem rushed, but the rest of the story was so good... character-wise, plot-wise, dialogue... that the lapse in dwelling on Order 66 is forgivable.
If you're a RC fan... go for this book, it's definitely a worthwhile read. If you don't like Mandalorians... then it may not be for you.
I wish that the main characters had more of a role within Order 66, so that more of the conflict could be explored. However, I understand Traviss' decision not to do so, as the only Jedi Delta and Omega routinely deal with are not their commanding officers, but their friends.
All in all, I think this is an excellent book. It's worth ponying up the extra money for a hardback, but you won't suffer too much if you wait for paperback. Plus a paperback would look better with the other paperbacks in the series on your shelf, rather than three soft covers and a hard.
ever since 2004 the Republic Commandos have been my favorite star wars storie
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Im verlauf dessen entführen Kal`s "Söhne" unter anderem die kaminoanische Klonmeisterin Ko Sai und eine bereits aus dem ersten band bekannte Genforscherin, die die Kommandos der Omega-Squad ursprünglich gefangen nahmen und in ein republikanisches Gefängnis brachten.
Währenddessen entwickeln sich die Lebens- und Leidensgeschichten der verschiedenen Klone, sowohl Delta und Omega Kommandos als auch Null ARC`s, und deren Lebenspartnerinnen, Jedi und nicht jedi immer weiter.
Bis Palpatine die Order 66 erteilt...
Ich persönlich finde das Buch gelungen, auch wen die Details zu den geschihcten der Charaktere teilweise etwas langweilig zu Lesen sind und die Action im Buch etwas kurz kommt. Dafür ist sie aber dan im altbewährten Traviss still schnel und knallhart und macht das Lesen des Buches umso interessanter.
Die gestiegenen Informationen zu den Charakteren im vergleich zu den vorherigen Büchern zeigen gleichzeitig aber auch, wie sich die Kämpfer, sowohl Jedi als auich Klone, immer mehr gedanken ums eigentliche Leben machen und zweifel am Sin des Krieges bekommen, der immer weiter vorangeht ohne das die Regierung einen Sieg erzielen will.
Doch das Buch läst trotz der Informationsflut noch viele Fragen offen, und so freue ich mich bereits auf das erste "Imperial Kommando"-Buch das ja im Oktober rauskommen soll.
Hard Contact was a great insight. Triple Zero created brilliant relations. True Colors gave us a strong perspective of the clones' view on the war (more so than previously), as well as tyeing up some loose ends.
Order 66 is just fantastic. The best book in the series so far. On it's own, the book is great, read after the previous three books, it becomes something different, something amazing. There are moments in this book I gritted my teeth, moments I laughed out loud, and moments I came very close to shedding a tear or two.
We've all seen and heard Order 66 from the Jedi perspective and more or less agreed with the Jedi's actions and felt sad (when Yoda clutches his heart at his dying loved ones). This book, however, throws us completely up-ended. Personally, I no longer feel so sad for the Jedi, I feel pity. It was mentioned in previous books at the Jedi's acceptance of a slave army, and the clones didn't sign up for their job. This book just shows how everyone was set up, used and disposed of. Yes, the Jedi had it bad - but the clones went through ten years of brutal training, followed up three more years of struggles and pain of their life, their brothers lives, and their painful realization of a life they will be deprived of - the one we take for granted. I also find myself feeling less sad for the fallen Jedi with the likes of Skirata and Vau - their views may be bold and harsh, but there's a lot of truth to them; this we can see by the simple fact of Jusik and Etain's agreement with them.
The books also fills in a lot of gaps, such as how Grevious is found, for example.
I was not expecting the ending of this book at all, but what makes it even more powerful, is the fact that the series continues (onto Imperial Commando: 501st)
I can't recommend this series enough, if for nothing but to reach this book.
Karen Traviss hooked me with her first "Republic Commando" book, "Hard Target," showing excellent storytelling, good character development, and intensive research into the fictional universe about which she was writing. Her second book in the series, "Republic Commando: Triple Zero" beautifully developed the characters even further. By the third book, "Republic Commando: True Colors," I was cheering for just about everyone, including the formerly unlikeable Walon Vau. This is now the fourth "Republic Commando" book, and I was poleaxed that I found it EVEN BETTER than the previous novels in the series.
The story starts over fifty years prior to the Battle of Geonosis, where the Mandalorian warrior Munin Skirata adopts a small war-orphan, upon whom he bestows the new name "Kal." The rest of the story skips ahead to the late days of the Clone Wars, up to the issuing of the galaxy-changing and titular Order 66 and slightly beyond, taking in all the consequences of everyone's decisions, taking some shocking twists and turns. And I'm sorry, but I can't possibly go into much more plot detail without spoiling some major surprises both in this book and those in previous instalments.
Suffice it to say that if you've read and liked the previous novels in the series and grown attached to the characters, you will really, REALLY enjoy this book. I hate to use a trite expression, but "Order 66" really IS an emotional roller-coaster. By page eleven, my eyes were welling up a bit. Later on, I found myself laughing with delight as more great characters were brought in, more gallows humour was cracked, and more loose ends were tied up. Either my brain's turning to sentimental mush, or Karen Traviss is one of the finest military fiction writers living. I prefer to think the latter.
I can't possibly imagine a "Star Wars" novel getting better than this, folks. Kandosii!