"Let's go down and find out what's going on first!" Ginyu ordered, his tone leaving no room for argument. "At the very least, we'll complete the mission Lord Frieza assigned us!"
"Yes, sir!"
The members of the team agreed at once, without the slightest hesitation.
However, just as Ginyu and the others were about to descend—
"Beep! Beep! Beep!"
The Scouters worn over all five men's eyes began blaring urgent alarms, their red lights flashing wildly.
Ginyu and the others froze, then immediately looked at their Scouters.
The numbers on the screens were jumping like crazy, instantly shooting past the limit of 200,000.
Before Ginyu and the other four could react—
"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Five explosions rang out almost simultaneously.
All five Scouters blew up on the spot, sending fragments flying as wisps of smoke curled from them.
Ginyu and the others were stunned.
What was going on?
What had happened?
How had their Scouters maxed out?
They stared at one another, their eyes full of disbelief.
"Whoosh!"
A moment later, a golden streak of light flashed in the distance and shot toward them.
The speed was so great that even Burter's pupils narrowed.
Ginyu and the others focused their eyes. It was a little boy wearing a Battle Suit, with a long tail trailing behind him.
He had a bottle of mineral water tucked in his arms, taking a swig as he flew. A goofy grin spread across his face.
"Th-that's... a Saiyan kid?" Jeice murmured, brows furrowed.
"Could this kid be the reason our Scouters maxed out?" Recoome mused under his breath, staring fixedly at the figure drawing closer.
"Don't be ridiculous! Our Scouters can only detect up to 200,000 Combat Power! How could they max out so easily?" Burter said gravely, cold sweat beading on his forehead. "There's no way this kid has a Combat Power of 200,000!"
"Smack!"
Broly shot down from the sky at incredible speed and landed right beside Vegeta, kicking up a cloud of dust.
After landing, he took a satisfied swig of water before tilting his head toward Vegeta.
"Why'd you stop flying?" Broly glared at Vegeta, his voice full of annoyance.
Vegeta wanted to call him an idiot.
Then an idea suddenly struck him. He pointed toward Ginyu and the others hovering in the sky.
"You didn't see those guys? Why do you think I stopped flying?" Vegeta snorted, jerking his chin toward the sky.
"Who are they?" Broly asked, glancing sideways at Ginyu and the others, curiosity in his eyes.
"They're a bunch of real pests!" Vegeta gritted his teeth, took the Dragon Ball from his chest, and handed it to Broly. "Take this to Reiz. I'll handle things here. Don't worry about me. Get going!"
"Uh..." Broly looked at the Dragon Ball in Vegeta's hand, his eyes lighting up. He quickly took it. "So you stopped flying because you found this ball?"
"Just go already!" Vegeta waved him off, looking impatient.
"Okay." Broly readily agreed, then immediately shot into the air and flew away.
He took off without a second thought, seemingly even eager to leave, as if the Dragon Ball in his hands mattered more than anything else.
Vegeta's eyes widened. For a moment, he was at a loss for words.
I was just being polite, and you're actually leaving?
Don't you know there are five people over there watching me like a pack of wolves?
Broly, you idiot!
Get back here!
Vegeta wanted to scream at the top of his lungs, but then he thought better of it. It would be too embarrassing.
The Prince's dignity wouldn't allow him to do that.
All Vegeta could do now was clench his fists and accept that there was nothing he could do about it.
Seeing Broly fly away without a care, as if they weren't even there, the five members of the Ginyu Force glared after him.
"That kid's really ignoring us!" Jeice grumbled, grinding his teeth.
"Which one of you wants to check him out?" Ginyu mused, following Broly's retreating figure with his eyes.
"Let me go. I'm the fastest in the universe! He won't get away from me!" Burter said with a confident smile, sure of himself.
"Fine." Ginyu nodded, then looked at his teammates. "Do any of you have a spare Scouter?"
Jeice and the others all shook their heads, indicating they had no spares.
"Then we have no way to contact Lord Frieza," Ginyu said, frowning as he considered the problem.
"Captain, we'll have to go to the spaceship and contact Lord Frieza through its communications system," Jeice suggested.
"You handle that," Ginyu instructed.
"But what should I tell Lord Frieza?" Jeice asked, scratching his white hair, looking a little stumped. "Should I say we found Vegeta? But we haven't found Reiz yet!"
"Let's go down and ask first. Once we've figured out most of what's going on, you can contact Lord Frieza." Ginyu snorted, then shot down from the sky.
"Smack!"
Ginyu appeared right in front of Vegeta first, smiling at him.
His smile seemed friendly, but a cold murderous intent lurked in his eyes.
Jeice, Recoome, and Guldo followed him down, landing behind him and spreading out in a fan that subtly blocked Vegeta's escape routes.
Burter, meanwhile, turned into a streak of light and sped off after Broly.
High above the ground.
Burter was incredibly fast. In just a few bursts of speed, he caught up with Broly, quickly overtook him, and appeared in front of him.
He turned around, folded his arms across his chest, and hovered in the air, looking down at Broly.
Broly froze, stopped flying, and glanced at Burter, curiosity in his eyes.
"Kid, who are you? What's your name?" Burter asked with a friendly smile, a hint of mockery in his voice.
Broly immediately got annoyed.
He'd been having fun racing Vegeta just moments ago, but Vegeta had suddenly stopped flying.
Now Broly instinctively thought this guy wanted to race him too.
His eyes lit up, and his lips curled into an excited grin.
"Whoosh!"
Broly increased his energy output and shot right past Burter, leaving him behind.
Burter stared for a moment, then sped up and overtook Broly in an instant.
He looked back at Broly, a smug grin on his face. "Well? Now you know what I can do, huh?"
Broly stared at Burter, dazed. Suddenly, he thought this guy was a lot more fun than Vegeta.
"Whoosh!"
Broly powered up again and overtook Burter in an instant, moving so fast that he left an afterimage in the air.
Burter: "..."
Burter finally understood what Broly was trying to do.
"Kid, are you racing me? Do you know that I, Burter, am the fastest in the universe?" Burter was so angry he laughed, his smile twisting into something ugly.
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