He-El, Bulma, Goku, Vegeta, Piccolo, Tien Shinhan, Yamcha, Chiaotzu, Puar, and Nail were crammed into Tetea's small scout ship. Bulma was even sitting on He-El's shoulder, hunched over, while Nail used the shrinking martial art He-El had taught him to forcibly reduce his height from three-point-seven meters to two meters, curling up in a corner with his knees hugged to his chest.
Goku, Vegeta, Piccolo, Tien Shinhan, and Yamcha could not move at all. Any slight movement would bump into someone else.
Chiaotzu spread his arms and pressed himself against the ship's ceiling.
Puar had transformed into a goblin-like Tetea and sat in the pilot's seat, controlling the small scout ship.
The small scout ship had already left Planet Namek and was flying toward the location of Dodoria's Third Reconnaissance Team of the Frieza Force.
"Tell me, why can't we take our own ship?" Yamcha felt that this small scout ship was already at its limit with ten people crammed inside.
"Kakarot, don't raise your arm. Your elbow hit me." Vegeta frowned deeply.
"Sorry, Vegeta. I didn't mean to. I'm a little itchy and wanted to scratch." Goku looked embarrassed. Chiaotzu, hanging from the ceiling, reached down and scratched Goku's scalp for him. Goku looked up and said, "Thanks, Chiaotzu. A little lower. Yes, right there. Scratch harder."
Goku wore a blissful smile as Chiaotzu scratched him from the ceiling.
"That would be too conspicuous. This time, we're using Tetea's small scout ship to reach their temporary gathering point, deal with all of them, then disguise ourselves as them and enter the headquarters of Frieza, the Cosmic Emperor. Taking our own ship would be too obvious. To avoid being discovered, we can only squeeze into this small scout ship for now," Tien Shinhan explained.
"Just endure it. We'll be there