Veers took a few moments to just breathe in the gozanti, trying to settle his rolling stomach and get a grip on the pain in his head. He knew he was dehydrated—no surprise as he’d not had time to drink much water on this campaign.
Vader had been ruthless —-but he could push as hard as he liked, no Luke Skywalker had appeared. The five day hunt in the blistering heat had cost Veers seventeen men. Eight more were in serious condition from sunstroke.
Not all of them had temperature controlled suits , Veers thought bitterly.
His own uniform was stained many times over with sweat rings and his stubble was itchy after too many days without shaving.
The best that could be said was that Vader hadn’t actively blamed Veers for Skywalker’s absence.
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