StarCraft: Evolution
(Sprache: Englisch)
An action-packed novel that ushers in a new age of adventure in the critically acclaimed StarCraft series from Blizzard Entertainment
The #1 New York Times bestselling author of Thrawn pens the latest chapter in the stunning StarCraft saga,...
The #1 New York Times bestselling author of Thrawn pens the latest chapter in the stunning StarCraft saga,...
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An action-packed novel that ushers in a new age of adventure in the critically acclaimed StarCraft series from Blizzard EntertainmentThe #1 New York Times bestselling author of Thrawn pens the latest chapter in the stunning StarCraft saga, building on the game s rich legacy to create an unforgettable new story.
After nearly a decade of brutal warfare, three mighty factions the enigmatic protoss, the savage zerg, and the terrans, humanity s descendants in the sector have entered a cease-fire, but the peace is tenuous at best. When the sudden restoration of an incinerated planet is brought to light, tensions erupt. Neutrality swings back to hostility, and old enemies are accused of developing biological weapons to reignite the bitter conflict.
An expedition of terran and protoss soldiers and researchers is deployed to investigate the mysterious zerg planet and its inhabitants intentions. But the lush alien landscape is host to other denizens, creatures shrouded in shadow, and should they be unleashed, they will change the fate of the entire galaxy.
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Chapter OneThe war was over.
The nightmares weren t.
Marine Sergeant Foster Whist Cray didn t mind the dreams so much. Hell, he d survived five straight years of living nightmares while he was deployed. He ought to be used to fear and panic by now.
What got him about the damn things was the monotony.
The war had been hell on wheels, but at least it had offered occasional changes of scenery. His platoon had been deployed to desert, jungle, forest, grassland, city they weren t so much cities as they were heaps of shattered masonry and twisted pipe by the time his platoon got there, but it still counted and once even on a beach.
The enemy had been pretty diverse, too. He d blasted away at zerglings, hydralisks, ravagers, and all the rest of the umpty-ump hell-spawned varieties of zerg. Sometimes the overlord or queen or whoever was running that particular assault sent in the nastier monsters, at which point the marines would grab some dirt while a viking or a Thor waded in to deal with them.
But even new enemies meant something different to look at. He d seen a few protoss, too, usually on the far side of the battlefield where they weren t doing the Dominion forces a whole lot of good. Once or twice he d even ended up taking a potshot at one of them when the big alien had been careless enough to get in the way.
But the nightmares were all annoyingly the same.
It was always zerglings and hydralisks. It was always him and Jesse and Lena, standing shoulder to shoulder against the onslaught.
And his damn C-14 gauss rifle never worked.
It fired just fine. It barked out the usual thud and mule-kicked against his combat suit s shoulder just like it was supposed to. But instead of the 8mm spikes blazing toward the charging monsters at hypersonic speeds, they just blooped out in a pathetic little arc that nose-dived them into the dirt a couple of meters in front of him. He would fire again and again, not accomplishing a damn thing
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except to make a collection of spikes in the ground. The zerg kept coming, and they were just opening their jaws for lunch when he woke up in a cold sweat.
He never knew what happened to Jesse and Lena. He often wondered if they survived the dream.
Probably not. They hadn t survived the war. No reason they should survive the dream, either.
Afterward he usually just lay alone in the dark, listening to his heart thudding as he waited to fall asleep again. Sometimes he slipped out of his room in the marines new barracks in Augustgrad and took a cup of coffee up to the roof to clear his head in the cold night air.
But today was special. Today was the sixth anniversary of the end of the war, or at least his part of it. Today the nightmare, and the reminder of the sacrifices of Jesse and Lena and all the others, called for something more.
Usually the roof was deserted, because sane people who weren t on night duty were in bed at this hour. Tonight, though, someone else was already topside when Whist arrived. The man was short and thin and hunched over a little, leaning his elbows on the low parapet and gazing toward the outskirts of the city. About time, he called as Whist stepped out of the stairway.
Hastily, Whist lowered the bottle he d liberated from the Noncommissioned Officers Club, hiding it behind his leg. Hard liquor wasn t supposed to be consumed outside the club s controlled environment. Excuse me? he called back.
The other man half turned, and in the reflected light from the central part of the city behind him Whist could see the all-too-familiar fusion of physical youth and crushing psychological age. A war vet, for sure. Sorry, the kid said. I thought you were
He never knew what happened to Jesse and Lena. He often wondered if they survived the dream.
Probably not. They hadn t survived the war. No reason they should survive the dream, either.
Afterward he usually just lay alone in the dark, listening to his heart thudding as he waited to fall asleep again. Sometimes he slipped out of his room in the marines new barracks in Augustgrad and took a cup of coffee up to the roof to clear his head in the cold night air.
But today was special. Today was the sixth anniversary of the end of the war, or at least his part of it. Today the nightmare, and the reminder of the sacrifices of Jesse and Lena and all the others, called for something more.
Usually the roof was deserted, because sane people who weren t on night duty were in bed at this hour. Tonight, though, someone else was already topside when Whist arrived. The man was short and thin and hunched over a little, leaning his elbows on the low parapet and gazing toward the outskirts of the city. About time, he called as Whist stepped out of the stairway.
Hastily, Whist lowered the bottle he d liberated from the Noncommissioned Officers Club, hiding it behind his leg. Hard liquor wasn t supposed to be consumed outside the club s controlled environment. Excuse me? he called back.
The other man half turned, and in the reflected light from the central part of the city behind him Whist could see the all-too-familiar fusion of physical youth and crushing psychological age. A war vet, for sure. Sorry, the kid said. I thought you were
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Autoren-Porträt von Timothy Zahn
Timothy Zahn is the author of more than sixty novels, nearly ninety short stories and novelettes, and four short-fiction collections. In 1984, he won the Hugo Award for Best Novella. Zahn is best known for his Star Wars novels (Thrawn, Thrawn: Alliances, Thrawn: Treason, Thrawn Ascendancy: Chaos Rising, Heir to the Empire, Dark Force Rising, The Last Command, Specter of the Past, Vision of the Future, Survivor s Quest, Outbound Flight, Allegiance, Choices of Onel, and Scoundrels), with more than eight million copies of his books in print. Other books include StarCraft: Evolution, the Cobra series, the Quadrail series, and the young adult Dragonback series. Zahn has a BS in physics from Michigan State University and an MS from the University of Illinois. He lives with his family on the Oregon coast.
Bibliographische Angaben
- Autor: Timothy Zahn
- 2017, 368 Seiten, Maße: 10,5 x 17,2 cm, Kartoniert (TB), Englisch
- Verlag: Penguin Random House
- ISBN-10: 0425284751
- ISBN-13: 9780425284759
- Erscheinungsdatum: 15.06.2017
Sprache:
Englisch
Pressezitat
I couldn t put the book down. . . . If you love science fiction, solid characters, and great action sequences, you ll love [StarCraft: Evolution]. Cinelinx This one is definitely a fun read. Analog
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