Rescued a Beauty

Raditz and the others displayed immense power that shocked everyone. The once imposing leader, a beautiful woman, became flustered, unsure what to say.

Just moments ago, she had earnestly urged them to leave and boasted about protecting them. Now, thinking back, her face flushed red. As they considered it further, a hint of fear crept into everyone's hearts.

Especially with Vegeta and Piccolo's cold expressions, Nappa's aggressive gaze, and so many menacing bald men…

Raditz looked at the fierce-looking group and shook his head with a wry smile. "You don't need to be afraid. We are travelers stranded on this planet. Our spaceship was obstructed when it broke through the atmosphere, forcing us to cut power and stop here to rest for a while."

"O-Oh, I see. My name is Fladi, and I'm the leader of this resistance. We are all people who have been left on this planet for various reasons – some had their home planets invaded, some are travelers, and there are even surviving Tumartians."

Fladi, wearing red boots, walked up to Raditz. "Please, come with us to our base and rest for a bit. We'll treat you well." She glanced at the people behind Raditz, still feeling a sense of unease.

"Haha, well, if that's the case, that sounds good," Krillin stretched and looked at Goku. "What do you think, Goku? Maybe there'll be lots of good food."

Goku pondered for a moment, his eyes lighting up. "Okay, since there's nothing else to do here anyway."

"Then it's settled!" Raditz finalized, knowing Vegeta wouldn't object to something so trivial. For Vegeta, it made no difference where they were.

Fladi was delighted and pointed to the two remaining armored vehicles. "You can use those two vehicles. We need to get back to base quickly; otherwise, new troops will be pursuing us soon."

"No need, just lead the way."

Raditz and the others suddenly floated up. The gravity here was a little over twice that of Earth, but they felt nothing.

The resistance fighters were stunned again. They hadn't expected people to be able to fly…

Upon arriving at what they called a base, Raditz discovered it was just a few rooms stolen from buildings on the Metal Planet. After stealing these rooms, the surviving Tumartians used technology to mask their presence from Bundless.

These buildings were used for receiving and transmitting cosmic messages, absorbing external energy, and manufacturing new equipment and machines.

Taking advantage of this, the resistance had also acquired several mechs and a lot of weapons and ammunition, though compared to Bundless's overall scale, it was insignificant.

They had also cultivated soil within the limited space and diverted some of the planet's own water supply to grow plants and food for sustenance. The total number of survivors was now only a little over thirty, barely clinging to life while also planning to rescue others who had been imprisoned.

The Tumartians had also mentioned that Chip Bundless captured many living beings for experiments and research on humans. If that was the case, there must be a place where these test subjects were held.

Fladi explained the entire situation to Raditz and the others, giving them the remaining food. She then addressed the resistance, making a plea: "Please save our companions, and people from various planets! With your strength, it's definitely possible. We beg you!"

"In that case, leave it to us!" Goku's blood was pumping, and he was already eager to fight.

Raditz chuckled. This was Goku's nature, after all. They had to stop Bundless to leave anyway, so saving people along the way was fine.

Thus, they made a decision. Gohan and Krillin would stay at the base as a precaution, while the others would infiltrate the interior of the Metal Planet.

The resistance had conducted multiple probes and infiltration searches, obtaining some data. The Tumartians used this data and technology to pinpoint the internal entrance and the location of the rooms where the test subjects were held. All the information was compiled into a map and handed over to Raditz.

Following the directions, they bypassed the patrolling mechs and entered the interior of the Metal Planet through a mysterious entrance. This area was where it discharged exhaust gases and recycled waste slag. Although the temperature was high, the pressure immense, and the gravity abnormally doubled, it was not a problem for them.

Initially, Bundless wouldn't have anticipated a group of people who could withstand such an environment and enter its interior.

The group moved stealthily, eventually reaching a fork in the road. One path led to the mech hangar, another to the laboratory, and others to various supply depots. Vegeta headed directly for the mech hangar; rescuing people was a joke to him; fighting mechs was only slightly interesting. The others went in their respective directions. Raditz and Goku chose to go and rescue the hostages.

Reaching the end of the corridor, the connecting point was indeed a brightly lit secret chamber, with light emanating from a narrow opening. The opening was only wide enough for half a person, so Raditz gathered some energy in his palm, heating it to melt the metal. Then, the two of them smashed through the metal plate and electronic barrier, slipping in quietly.

In the dazzling light, countless high-density metal cages were arranged haphazardly.

Imprisoned here were not only the native Tumartians but also people from other planets. They were a diverse group with vastly different appearances, but without exception, they were bound by electronic chains.

A cold electronic voice echoed from the vast circular dome, starting with a grating, sharp screech, like two rough knives rubbing against each other, stimulating the eardrums.

Then, a cold, sharp voice floated from the equipment: "Test Subject 300 has returned…"

"Test Subject 349 has died…"

After a series of capture announcements, there was a brief silence. Raditz could clearly see many people trembling, seemingly afraid of punishment befalling them.

"Test Subjects 66, 71, and 80 – enter experiment!"

As the numbers were called, heavy metal doors slid open to the sides. Outside, a listless, long-eared alien entered, followed by several blue-armored patrol soldiers.

"The door opened?" Raditz exclaimed in surprise, noticing that the compartment of the called subject automatically opened. A group of heavily armored, two-meter-tall mechanical warriors seized them and escorted them to another space.

The door was open at this moment. Taking this opportunity, Raditz could make his move!

The chance was fleeting; he couldn't miss it.

Three unfortunate test subjects, their heads covered with green burlap sacks, walked slowly forward. The first person was already less than five meters from the door.

Now!

Raditz's fist, prepared for a long time, suddenly struck the wall. The solid wall let out a resounding thud and dented, but it didn't break! The material here was terrifyingly strong, which greatly surprised him.

Making a swift decision, he immediately changed his strategy. A surge of heat erupted from his hand, and a dazzling blue light struck the ceiling, only to vanish instantly! Raditz was shocked again.

At this moment, metal electrodes and various cannon-like weapons immediately protruded from the four walls. The cage had effectively become a battleground.

The moment he was countered, Raditz understood. Each wall had an energy absorption function, the same ability as the Metal Giant outside. After the absorption shield, the iron walls used high-strength alloys and were also equipped with many weapons.

Gatling guns fired at Raditz's body. In addition to these, there was a curved giant blade suspended overhead, a cross-shaped blade descending from the sky. The bright edge reflected the dazzling light of the lamps as it dropped at high speed.

It felt like the wind of hell was blowing at him, and the Gatling guns opened fire in unison! Raditz, however, smiled.

He leaped towards the cross-shaped giant blade. At the moment the cannon fire was about to hit, he unleashed the Kaio-ken, his speed instantly increasing. This allowed him to evade the cross blade and grab the retractable metal hydraulic rod. With a fierce pull, the rod snapped. The base of the cross blade took the brunt of the Gatling gun fire and was deflected towards the mechanical soldiers!

The blade's edge was extremely sharp, and the impact speed was incredibly high, causing the air to hum!

Following the whistling wind, the cross-shaped giant blade sliced through a group of soldiers at high speed, sending sparks flying. Goku weaved through the cannonballs, dodging and taking down the remaining patrol officers.

Everyone else was stunned, as if witnessing the most impossible event in the world. Someone had appeared from who-knew-where and resisted these terrifying machines!

As everyone watched in astonishment, Raditz had already rushed to the doorway. He turned and fired two Ki blasts, obliterating the mechanical warrior's remains. Sparks and electrical arcs flew from the wreckage, and dark green lubricant spilled across the floor.

After a brief pause, the prisoners erupted. They shouted and yelled from their cells, some even weeping hysterically as they cheered.

Who wouldn't want to see a hero defying fate?

But immediately, a warning buzzer sounded throughout the space, red lights flashed, and countless black Metal Warriors rose from the ground, filling the area.

A vast mechanical army charged towards Raditz, while the doors began to close.

"Whoosh—whoosh—whoosh—"

Two shots struck the experimental subjects falling behind, and the final shot was about to hit the person in front. Raditz casually swatted it away, then grabbed the experimental subject beside him and rushed out the door.

"Clang!"

The door slammed shut behind them. A corner of dark green cloth was caught in the gap, and the experimental subject beneath it finally revealed their true appearance.

Before he could even see her face, Raditz's expression shifted to one of surprise, a blush appearing on his cheeks. His hand was on her chest, soft and slightly raised, with a wonderfully springy feel. There was no doubt it was a girl.

He looked up. The girl had striking long orange hair and blue eyes. Her porcelain-like skin and a young girl's delicate curves were exposed to Raditz's gaze. Her thin clothing accentuated her fragility.

She bit her lip tightly, her face also flushed red, and she lowered her head, afraid to look at Raditz.

"S-sorry." Raditz finally reacted, realizing his hand was still covering the girl's chest, and quickly let go. He wanted to explain that he couldn't control his hand and it wasn't intentional.

"Th-thank you."

The girl smiled shyly.