Star Wars Death Troopers

Star Wars Death Troopers

by Joe Schreiber

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ISBN-13: 9780345520814
Publisher: Random House Publishing Group
Publication date: 10/26/2010
Series: Star Wars
Pages: 304
Sales rank: 75,696
Product dimensions: 4.10(w) x 6.80(h) x 0.90(d)

About the Author

Joe Schreiber is the author of Chasing the Dead, Eat the Dark, and No Doors, No Windows. He was born in Michigan but spent his formative years in Alaska, Wyoming, and Northern California. He lives in central Pennsylvania with his wife, two young children, and several original Star Wars action figures.

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The nights were the worst.  

Even before his father's death, Trig Longo had come to dread the long hours after lockdown, the shadows and sounds and the chronically unstable gulf of silence that drew out in between them. Night after night he lay still on his bunk and stared up at the dripping durasteel ceiling of the cell in search of sleep or some acceptable substitute. Sometimes he would actually start to drift off, floating away in that comforting sensation of weightlessness, only to be rattled awake-heart pounding, throat tight, stomach muscles sprung and fluttering-by some shout or a cry, an inmate having a nightmare.  

There was no shortage of nightmares aboard the Imperial Prison Barge Purge.  

Trig didn't know exactly how many prisoners the Purge was currently carrying. He guessed maybe five hundred, human and otherwise, scraped from every corner of the galaxy, just as he and his family had been picked up eight standard weeks before. Sometimes the incoming shuttles returned almost empty; on other occasions they came packed with squabbling alien life-forms and alleged Rebel sympathizers of every stripe and species. There were assassins for hire and sociopaths the likes of which Trig had never seen, thin-lipped things that cackled and sneered in seditious languages that, to Trig's ears, were little more than clicks and hisses.  

Every one of them seemed to harbor its own obscure appetites and personal grudges, personal histories blighted with shameful secrets and obscure vendettas. Being cautious became harder; soon you needed eyes in the back of your head-which some of them actually possessed. Two weeks earlier in the mess hall, Trig had noticed a tall, silent inmate sitting with its back to him but watching him nonetheless with a single raw-red eye in the back of its skull. Every day the red-eyed thing seemed to be sitting a little nearer. Then one day, without explanation, it was gone.  

Except from his dreams.  

Sighing, Trig levered himself up on his elbows and looked through the bars onto the corridor. Gen Pop had cycled down to minimum power for the night, edging the long gangway in permanent gray twilight. The Rodians in the cell across from his had gone to sleep or were feigning it. He forced himself to sit there, regulating his breathing, listening to the faint echoes of the convicts' uneasy groans and murmurs. Every so often a mouse droid or low-level maintenance unit, one of hundreds occupying the barge, would scramble by on some preprogrammed errand or another. And of course, below it all-low and not quite beneath the scope of hearing-was the omnipresent thrum of the barge's turbines gnashing endlessly through space. 

  For as long as they'd been aboard, Trig still hadn't gotten used to that last sound, the way it shook the Purge to its framework, rising up through his legs and rattling his bones and nerves. There was no escaping it, the way it undermined every moment of life, as familiar as his own pulse. 

  Trig thought back to sitting in the infirmary just two weeks earlier, watching his father draw one last shaky breath, and the silence afterward as the medical droids disconnected the biomonitors from the old man's ruined body and prepared to haul it away. As the last of the monitors fell silent, he'd heard that low steady thunder of the engines, one more unnecessary reminder of where he was and where he was going. He remembered how that noise had made him feel lost and small and inescapably sad-some special form of artificial gravity that seemed to work directly against his heart.   He had known then, as he knew now, that it really only meant one thing, the ruthlessly grinding effort of the Empire consolidating its power.  

Forget politics, his father had always said. Just give 'em something they need, or they'll eat you alive.   And now they'd been eaten alive anyway, despite the fact that they'd never been sympathizers, no more than low-level grifters scooped up on a routine Imperial sweep. The engines of tyranny ground on, bearing them forward across the galaxy toward some remote penal moon. Trig sensed that noise would continue, would carry on indefinitely, echoing right up until-  


It was Kale's voice behind him, unexpected, and Trig flinched a little at the sound of it. He looked back and saw his older brother gazing back at him, Kale's handsomely rumpled, sleep-slackened face just a ghostly three-quarter profile suspended in the cell's gloom. Kale looked like he was still only partly awake and unsure whether or not he was dreaming any of this.  

"What's wrong?" Kale asked, a drowsy murmur that came out: Wussrong?

   Trig cleared his throat. His voice had started changing recently, and he was acutely aware of how it broke high and low when he wasn't paying strict attention. "Nothing."  

"You worried about tomorrow?"  

"Me?" Trig snorted. "Come on."  

" 'S okay if you are." Kale seemed to consider this and then uttered a bemused grunt. "You'd be crazy not to be."   "You're not scared," Trig said. "Dad would never have-"  

"I'll go alone."  

"No." The word snapped from his throat with almost painful angularity. "We need to stick together, that's what Dad said."  

"You're only thirteen," Kale said. "Maybe you're not, you know..." 

  "Fourteen next month." Trig felt another flare of emotion at the mention of his age. "Old enough." 

  "You sure?"  


  "Well, sleep on it, see if you feel different in the morning..." Kale's enunciation was already beginning to go muddled as he slumped back down on his bunk, leaving Trig sitting up with his eyes still riveted to the long dark concourse outside the cell, Gen Pop, that had become their no-longer-new home.  

Sleep on it, he thought, and in that exact moment, miraculously, as if by power of suggestion, sleep actually began to seem like a possibility. Trig lay back and let the heaviness of his own fatigue cover him like a blanket, superseding anxiety and fear. He tried to focus on the sound of Kale's breathing, deep and reassuring, in and out, in and out.   Then somewhere in the depths of the levels, an inhuman voice wailed. Trig sat up, caught his breath, and felt a chill tighten the skin of his shoulders, arms and back, crawling over his flesh millimeter by millimeter, bristling the small hairs on the back of his neck. Over in his bunk the already sleeping Kale rolled over and grumbled something incoherent.  

There was another scream, weaker this time. Trig told himself it was just one of the other convicts, just another nightmare rolling off the all-night assembly line of the nightmare factory.  

But it hadn't sounded like a nightmare.   It sounded like a convict, whatever life-form it was, was under attack.  

Or going crazy.   He sat perfectly still, squeezed his eyes tight, and waited for the pounding of his heart to slow down, just please slow down. But it didn't. He thought of the thing in the cafeteria, the disappeared inmate whose name he'd never know, watching him with its red staring eye. How many other eyes were on him that he never saw?   Sleep on it.   But he already knew there would be no more sleeping here tonight.    

Meat Nest  

In Trig's old life, back on Cimarosa, breakfast had been the best meal of the day. Besides being an expert trafficker in contraband, a veteran fringe dweller who cut countless deals with thieves, spies, and counterfeiters, Von Longo had also been one of the galaxy's greatest unrecognized breakfast chefs. Eat a good meal early, Longo always told his boys. You never know if it's going to be your last.  

Here on the Purge, however, breakfast was rarely edible and sometimes actually seemed to shiver in the steady vibrations as though still alive on the plate. This morning Trig found himself gazing down at a pasty mass of colorless goo spooned into shaved gristle, the whole thing plastered together in sticky wads like some kind of meat nest assembled by carnivorous flying insects. He was still nudging the stuff listlessly around his tray when Kale finally raised his eyebrows and peered at him. 

  "You sleep at all last night?" Kale asked.  

"A little."  

"You're not eating."  

"What, you mean this?" Trig poked at the contents of the tray again and shuddered. "I'm not hungry," he said, and watched Kale shovel the last bite of his own breakfast into his mouth with disturbing gusto. "You think the food will be any better when we get to the detention moon?"  

"Little brother, I think we'll be lucky if we don't end up on the menu."  

Trig gave him a bleak look. "Don't give 'em any ideas." 

  "Hey, lighten up." Kale wiped his mouth on his sleeve and grinned. "Little guy like you, they'll probably just use you for an appetizer." 

  Trig put his fork down again with a snort to show that he got the joke. Although he couldn't have articulated it, his big brother's easygoing bravado-so obviously inherited from their old man-made him downright envious. Kale wasn't wired for fear. It just didn't stick to him somehow. The only thing that ever really seemed to trouble him was the prospect of not getting another helping of whatever the COO-2180s behind the lunch counter had been slopping onto the inmates' trays.  

Out of nowhere, from the ridiculous to the sublime, Trig found himself thinking about his father again. Their final conversation hung in his memory with stinging vividness. Just before he'd passed away in the infirmary, the old man had reached up, clutched Trig's hand in both of his, and whispered, "Watch over your brother." Caught off-guard, Trig had just nodded and stammered out that he would, of course he would-but soon afterward he realized that his dad, in his final moments, must have been confused about which son he was talking to. There was no reason he'd ask Trig to look after Kale. It would be like assigning the safekeeping of a wampa to a Kowakian monkey-lizard.   "What's wrong with you, anyway?" Kale asked from across the table.  

"I'm fine."  

"Come on. 'Fess up." 

  Trig pushed the tray aside. "I don't see how they can serve us this stuff day after day, that's all."  

"Hey, that reminds me." As if on cue, Kale flicked his eyes over at Trig's tray. "You gonna eat that?"  

When the alarm shrilled out the end of the meal, he and Kale stood up and slipped through the mess hall along with the sea of other inmates. From overhead observation decks, a retinue of uniformed Imperial corrections officers and armed stormtroopers stood watch, observing their passage into the common area with soulless black eyes.  

Down below, the prisoners sauntered in packs, muttering and laughing among themselves, deliberately dragging out the process as much as possible to exploit whatever small amount of leniency the guards granted them. There was a sticky, smelly, closeness to their unwashed bodies, and Trig thought of the phrase meat nest again, and felt a little nauseated. This whole place was a meat nest.  

Little by little, with studied casualness, he and Kale slowed down, falling farther back from the crowd. Although he didn't say a word, a subtle change had already worked its way through Kale's posture, straightening his spine and shoulders, a serene vigilance moving over his face, supplanting the old insouciant gleam. His eyes darted right and left now, never stopping anywhere for longer than a moment or two.  

"You ready for this?" he asked, barely moving his lips.  

"Sure," Trig said, nodding. "You?"  

"Full on." Nothing about Kale's face seemed to indicate that he was speaking at all. "Remember when we get down there, it's gonna be close quarters. Whatever you do, always maintain eye contact. Don't look away for a second."   "Got it."  

"And if anything starts to feel wrong about it, and I mean anything whatsoever, we just walk away." Now Kale did glance at his brother's face, perhaps catching a whiff of his apprehension. "I don't think Sixtus would try anything, but I can't vouch for Myss. Dad never trusted him."  

"Maybe..." Trig started, and stopped himself. He realized that he was about to suggest calling off the whole deal, not because he was nervous-although he certainly was-but because Kale seemed to be having second thoughts, too.   "We can do this," Kale went on. "Dad taught us everything we need to know. The whole thing should take no more than a minute or two, and we'll be back out of there and back in full view. Any longer than that and it gets dangerous." He jerked his head around and looked hard at Trig. "And I go first. Clear?"   Trig nodded and felt a hand drop on his shoulder, stopping him in his tracks.    

Where the Bad Air Goes  

Trig turned and looked up at the figure standing in front of him. 

  "You." It was a piggy-eyed guard whose name he didn't remember, peering back at him through a pair of tinted, decidedly nonregulation optic shields. "What are you doing all the way back here?"  

Trig tried to answer but found his reply lodged somewhere just beneath his gullet. Kale stepped in, offering up an easy, disarming smile. "Just walking, sir."  

"Was I talking to you, convict?" the guard said, and without waiting for an answer, pivoted his attention back to Trig. "Well?"  

"He's right, sir," Trig said. "We were just walking." 

  "What, you're too good to move along with the rest of the scum?"  

"We try to avoid scum whenever possible," Trig said, and then added, "Sir."  

The guard's eyes slitted behind the lenses. "You yanking me, convict?"  

"No, sir."  

" 'Cause the last maggot that yanked me's doing a month in the hole."  

"Understood, sir."  

The guard glowered at him, twitching his head slightly to one side as if searching out some angle at which Trig's unblemished teenage face might somehow become threatening, or even make sense, amid this larger mass of incarcerated criminals. Watching his expression, Trig punished himself by imagining a glimmer of recognition in those squinty eyes, and for an instant he thought how bizarre it might be if the guard had said, You're Von Longo's boys, aren't you? I heard what happened to your father. He was a good man. 

  But of course no guard on this barge thought Longo had been a good man, or even bothered to learn his name, and now he was dead and already so completely forgotten that he might as well have never lived, and the guard just shook his head.  

"Move along," the guard muttered, and walked away.  

The moment they were out of earshot, Kale elbowed Trig in the shoulder.  

"We try to avoid scum whenever possible?" A tiny grin dimpled the corners of Kale's mouth. "What, did you just make that up on the spot?"  

Trig was unable to restrain a smile of his own. It felt liberating, probably because he couldn't remember the last time he'd allowed himself anything less than a troubled grimace. "You think he bought it?" 

  "I think you almost bought it." Kale reached up without looking over and tousled his fingers through Trig's hair. "Keep smarting off like that, convict, and you will be down in solitary with the real dangerous types."  

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Star Wars Death Troopers 4.1 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 213 reviews.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Fast Pace, Thrilling, Intense, True to Star Wars, True to the Horror and a all around fun read I couldn't put down till I finished it :)
harstan More than 1 year ago
The Imperial prison barge Purge is in a remote sector transporting five hundred of the most ruthless criminals ever known to their new home when the vessel breaks down. Nearby is a drifting Star Destroyer. The crew goes on board hoping to salvage parts needed to repair the thrusters on the Purge. Not all return from the derelict ship, but those who manage to return are very sick bringing back a host of nasty symptoms that rapidly spread throughout the Purge even in the maximum confinement cells isolated from everyone and everything. The ship's chief medical officer Dr. Zahara Cody tries but fails to contain the disease. In incredibly short order, what was once thousands of people on board had dwindled to six survivors. Cody, Captain of the Guard Sartoris, the teenage Longo sibling prisoners completing their father's prison sentence because he died during a torture interrogation and two other inmates held in the utmost maximum confinement cell. This six are not allies as Cody and the siblings have an axe to grind with Sartoris while the other two have been kept away from people for either lethal or political reasons. The living sextet better unite because the dead crew and prisoners have reanimated and are coming for fresh meat. Zombies in Star War space seems out of place yet it works as an entertaining thriller with connections to the original film trilogy. The story line is fast-paced and filled with tons of action even before the dead come back to life. Unique and refreshing in terms of Star Wars (zombies have become an "overkilled" species lately), fans will enjoy Joe Schreiber's horror science fiction thriller. Harriet Klausner
joshuadeadpool More than 1 year ago
Do you love zombies, gore, and Star Wars? Suspense or scary books? Books that keep you on edge all the time? If so you will love Death Troopers by Joe Schreiber. Trig Longo is an inmate aboard The Purge, an imperial prison barge. The Purge breaks down in the most unknown part of the outer rim. The crew sees a broke down star destroyer. They organized two search teams and aboard. One of the search teams never came back. After the other search team came back aboard The Purge. People stared dying starting with the search team. The scientist where dumb founded at this. I love this awesome book because it keeps me on edge wondering what is going to happen. It was action packed you can put it down. I liked because it put two of my favorite things in one. Zombies and Star Wars. It¿s gory, suspenseful, and action packed. I give this book five stars and two undead thumbs up. It is just awesome. People who like Star Wars, zombies, and suspense that are older than eleven will love this book.
victor arrollado More than 1 year ago
Loved it from beggining to end
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
this book seriously is amazing!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Colton Acree More than 1 year ago
Before i read this book i did not like readingbooks at all. My friends kept saying it was a really awesome book and that i should read it. I finally got a nook 2 (it's awesome by the way) and i downloaded this book and so far i have loved every second of it. I huess my friends were right.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
You have to get this book!!! It is purely amazing!!!!!
Evan Baker More than 1 year ago
Even though the cover is creepy its good
Cole LaCount More than 1 year ago
It took like 14 chapters for there to be Zombie Troopers to actually attack. But its zombies are bettr than Black Op's they got guns! :)
Reina Wright More than 1 year ago
I read it i loved it but red harvest thats a whole nother bad story
Eric Fortin More than 1 year ago
You can't find a better book. Very suspenseful.
-Zee- More than 1 year ago
Can you blame Star Wars for wanting in on the zombie trend that's taken over the nation? I hardly can. But don't let that turn you off the novel. It's well written, explanation is given for what happens, with good characterizations, and enough original twists and turns to keep your anxiety level up and 'this has been done already' to a minimum. If you're not too shortsighted about "they got zombies on my star wars", its an enjoyable and still original read.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I am not a fan of zombie movies, nor will you ever catch me playing any zombie games. But I loved this book. I was immediately sucked in by the story. I didn't want to put the book down. I finished reading it in 3 days.
stefferoo on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
God help me, but I liked this book. I didn't want to and didn't really think I would, but well, I did...and most likely because I didn't expect much from it in the first place.When I first heard of a Star Wars book about zombies, I could only predict disastrous results. Zombies are fine and good, but I couldn't imagine their presence in my beloved Star Wars universe; it just didn't feel right. But I can't deny I was curious. I saw that Death Troopers was also a fairly short read, so I picked it up.A whaddya know, a few chapters in and I actually started having fun. I mean, wookiee zombies? And there was that delightful surprise when a couple of old friends showed up...Sure, there were lots of plot holes and things that didn't make any sense, but that was fine because this book was also everything its cover promised -- blood, gore, dismembered body parts, flesh eating Stormtroopers and Imperial zombies, children being put through the most horrible and terrifying situations, etc. I mean, you don't pick up a book like this and expect anything more. It delivered where it was supposed to, and that's what matters to me.That said, it's probably pretty obvious, but this is not your family-friendly general-audience type of Star Wars book. A little kid would probably have nightmares after reading this.Anyway, now I'm thinking about picking up Red Harvest, Schreiber's other zombie/Star Wars mash-up book that was released a few months ago...and trying not to feel dirty for it. These books belong in my closet of guilty pleasures for sure.
MatNastos on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
Read this right after I had finished the semi-prequel, Red Harvest. It was ok. I feel like the author spent way too much time showing us the characters and setting (more than half the book) before anything actually happened. There wasn't much in the way of suspense or real horror in the story. Even worse, it didn't feel like a Star Wars story at all, even with the addition of Han Solo and Chewbacca as lead characters (although, they didn't come in until more than halfway through the story, which was strange).I really only recommend this story for Star Wars completest. It'll leave anyone else a bit bored and scratching their head.
cdhtenn2k10 on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
I am not a Star Wars fan. I enjoy the original trilogy films, but beyond that, I have no interest. So why would I read a Star Wars book and expect to enjoy it? A couple of reasons. First, I like to try different genre stuff. Maybe I'm missing something. Zombie Storm Troopers? That's kinda hard to resist. Also, I heard an interview with Joe Schreiber, and he seems like a good egg. So why not give it try?Mr. Schreiber is a competent writer. There were no glaring mistakes or serious plot holes. The dialog wasn't bad (he nailed Han Solo's dialog, and I wondered if he watched the movies repeatedly to do it ¿ it all sounded too familiar). I just found the book boring. Nothing interesting went on, nothing creepy. You know who survives for sure, and the character's whose survival is in jeopardy I didn't care about. Besides, there is nothing all that Star Warsy about the story. Change the names of two character and it's zombies in space. Really. Change two character names to Frank and Bill, change couple character/species references to Dark Invader and Hairy Guy and it's a piece of genre fiction, not Star Wars (I know I'm not funny, but you get my point. It's generic).So, is this a Star Wars fans only type of work? I don't see how. They get bored too.
jjohlend on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
When an abandoned Star Destroyer is found, most of the search party rapidly gets sick and dies, but they don't stay dead, and the survivors quickly find that perhaps the ship isn't as empty as they thought. If this sounds like the set up to a cheap B-movie, then you know exactly what you are in for. Weak story-telling is the hallmark, with many "oh my gosh!" cliffhangers and completely unbelievable happenings. It seems at the beginning of this book that there won't even be any familiar or even expanded universe characters, but about a third of the way in we learn that two of the surviving prisoners are faces we know. At least it is explained in this book why the zombies don't attack and eat each other, a commonly unanswered question in these types of stories. However, the climax of the book is completely unexciting, and would have happened without any intervention by the survivors anyway. A poor entry that has no impact on the overall Star Wars universe.
pat1eiu on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
A great book! Zombies and Star Wars, what could be better.
bigorangemichael on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
The old adage says you should never judge a book by its cover.Maybe we should update it to say that we should never judge a book by its cover or its Internet marketing campaign.Images of the cover for this "Star Wars" book began to slip out months ago along with the tease of stormtroopers plus zombies. Based on that alone, the novel had to be worth reading, right?Yes and no.As a standalone novel in the "Star Wars" universe, the books is an enjoyable enough story as author Joe Schreiber introduces us to a bunch of character who are to set to be potential zombie fodder early in the story. The story has a nice sense of atmosphere to it. A prison ship breaks down with a full compliment of prisoners and is forced to dock with an abandoned star destroyer for help and to try and find parts. Hope turns to fear as a mysterious disease comes back on board, wiping out most of the crew and prisoners apart from a handful of survivors with immunity to the disease. Then, the dead start rising and become zombies, leading to lots of chasing and running.The problem with "Death Troopers" is that there's a twist mid-way through that completely took me out of the story and had me rolling my eyes. And the book never recovered from that moment. In fact, a large chunk of the second half of the book depends on this twist, making it virtually impossible to escape it or maybe pretend it didn't happen and get back to some zombie stormtrooper mayhem.
Ti99er on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
This is my first dive into the Star Wars universe via the book world. I have always been a huge Star Wars fan, but through the movies and cartoons only. Although I have frequently perused Star Wars novels in bookstores, I always shied away from purchasing them because the Star Wars legacy is so large now that I felt I would be lost. But then I saw Death Troopers and was fascinated by its description on two fronts, 1) it had Storm Troopers in it, I have always loved Storm Troopers, they are my favorite evil army. 2) This book also has zombies, (some of which were former Storm Troopers, yeah!!) The premise is a little different for a Star Wars book, but it was still enjoyable. Schreiber brought his characters to life, and even in far fetched stories, if the reader empathizes with the characters, the story comes to life. Han Solo and Chewbacca make an appearance in this story as well, and the author worked well with them, I could totally envision Harrison Ford acting out the Solo role.This book has freed me from my fear of delving into Star Wars stories. I will certainly visit the galaxy far, far away again.
jonwwil on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
The zombie craze comes to the Star Wars universe.This book was interesting, if nothing else. The horror aspect, as well as the descriptions of gore and carnage, certainly takes Star Wars to a place it's never been before. It gave it a grittier feel, which I rather liked. I feel like the characters were a little flat, but hey, that's probably not what you're picking this book up for, am I right?I thought the book was suitably creepy. Reanimated corpses are good for that much, at least, and the fact that the main characters knew some of the corpses in question really played on that. Add in the setting of a mostly deserted Star Destroyer, huge and yet claustrophobic at the same time, covered in bloodstains and full of nooks and crannies for zombies to hide, and Schreiber really has something working.The only thing I really didn't like was the inclusion of two very well known characters from the Star Wars universe as main characters. In general, I'm sure the novels that contain the core characters are better received than those that don't; in this case, however, I felt like it really took something away from the story. You know these two are going to survive, and that drained most of the tension from any scenes they were in. I have to believe that horror is most effective when you don't know if the characters are going to have their brains gobbled out or not.The rest of the crew was up for grabs, though, and I'm glad that not all of them made it through. Each time one of them met an end, it raised the stakes for everyone else, really kicked it up a notch. Overall, this was pretty cool. I'll have to pick up something else by Mr. Schreiber to see how well he handles mainstream horror (if there is such a thing).
geordicalrissian on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
A nice concept. Star Wars & Zombies. Zombies are definitely in vogue (hopefully to knockoff vampires soon!). One thing I really liked about the book was the quick jump into action. Not a lot of dawdling. However, the book seem suited to more YA. Like it was trying to be scary, but it really wasn't. Otherwise, a nice side-story in the SW lexicon. Oh, and I loved the surprise characters.
ocgreg34 on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
While on a routine transport mission back to home base, the Imperial prison barge "Purge" suffers a mechanical malfunction, forcing all engines to stop. Unable to repair the broken equipment with what they have on hand, the crew discovers a Star Destroyer adrift in space near them. Their hails return no responses, and all scans report that no life forms are aboard so the ship's Captain drafts a salvage crew together to head over to the derelict ship to find anything they can use to repair the "Purge".The eerie silence aboard the Star Destroyer unsettles the salvage crew, yet they trudge onward, breaking into two teams to find anything to repair their ship. Something comes with them when they make their way back to the "Purge", and within hours, most of the crew and the prisoners develop strong, flu-like symptoms then die agonizing deaths. For the handful of survivors -- a lone female doctor, the brothers Trig and Kale Longo, a mean-spirited Captain of the Guards and two rogue smugglers -- their troubles have only just begun. Because the dead are waking up, and they're very hungry."Death Troopers" surprised me. I thought it would be just another franchise trying to jump into the zombie foray because it's the flavor of the moment. But I found Joe Schreiber's twist on the zombies quite refreshing. These creepy crawlies learned -- and very quickly -- and then communicated with others like them. But what made this a more intense story was placing everyone within the confines of a mostly dark space ship. Where do you go when there really is no place left to run? Much of the imagery took the "mad scientist" concept to a new level, with such things as large tanks filled with a thick liquid and human parts still intact and still functioning. (It was actually an eerily beautiful scene.)I'm not sure the addition of Han Solo and Chewbacca to the story added much, except to reinforce that this novel falls into the Star Wars universe. A few times, I also scratched my head trying to figure out how a character managed to get from one place to another. One such instance occurred with the Longo brothers that seemed -- to me -- to defy logical explanation. That, however, did not affect my enjoyment of the novel, and I believe that fans of the the zombie genre will enjoy it as well.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Even though I read the sample, it sounds like a awesome book. I love Star Wars , Death troopers and I like zombies.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago