Cooler's Armored Squadron

At the same time, on a planet covered in green oceans in the East Galaxy, countless aliens wearing Scouters flew through the sky. Each of them wore a launcher on their right wrist, continuously firing all kinds of energy blasts.

"Help!"

The native inhabitants below fled for their lives, trying to escape the attacks from the sky.

But all their resistance and attempts to flee were futile. Under the relentless barrage, people fell by the dozens.

Watching the natives scatter below like ants, the alien warriors were filled with a sense of accomplishment.

"Hahaha, these guys can't fight at all. It won't be long before we've wiped out all the natives. Then we can sell this place for a good price."

The invaders all laughed as they imagined the rewards their boss would give them for completing the mission. They were already calculating how much longer they'd be able to spend partying and living it up.

Just then, two golden streaks flashed across the sky. All the soldiers overhead were wiped out in an instant. A terrifying wave of energy swept through the air, and the invaders turned to cosmic dust before they could even scream.

"You bastards all deserve to die."

Looking at the scene below, where blood flowed like a river, Krillin and Yamcha were both filled with rage. They had always lived in peaceful times and focused on pursuing martial arts. They had never witnessed a real war.

Seeing hundreds or thousands of corpses and severed limbs scattered across the ground for the first time was a profound shock.

Only after venturing into space did they realize how cruel the law of the jungle could be.

The two transformed into Super Saiyans and unleashed Kamehameha waves, sweeping through the sky. The invaders, who had been so arrogant moments before, were soon reduced to a handful of stragglers.

"W-who are you?"

One surviving soldier stared at the two figures in terror. He hadn't even seen them arrive. They had simply appeared and begun slaughtering his army. It was truly terrifying.

"Shouldn't I be asking you that? This isn't your planet, is it? You invade other people's planets without a care. You're a bunch of villains. Who are you, and who sent you here?"

Krillin planted a foot on the soldier, and the man's bones crackled. Unable to bear the pain, the soldier let out a scream.

"It was King Cooler! We're all soldiers under the emperor of the universe, King Cooler. We belong to Cooler's Armored Squadron."

Hearing the name Cooler's Armored Squadron again made Krillin furious. He had lost count of how many planets they had invaded.

Those bastards kept invading weak planets, then selling them to rich buyers. They were despicable.

"Cooler's Armored Squadron again. One day, I'll wipe them all out."

Krillin fired an energy blast, sending the soldier to Hell.

"Don't get cocky! We've already sent information about this place. King Cooler has dispatched reinforcements. You won't get away!"

A soldier in Yamcha's grasp taunted them.

As soon as he finished speaking, Yamcha sent him flying with an energy blast.

When it was over, the two exchanged a glance, their faces grave.

Cooler was Frieza's older brother. In the past, the two brothers had been only as strong as ordinary Super Saiyans, with power levels nowhere near a billion.

But times had changed. The last time, Cooler had caught them off guard. They had thought one energy blast would send him to Western Heaven, but Cooler had transformed into his Golden Form right before their eyes.

The result was obvious. If Krillin and Yamcha hadn't already mastered their bodies and been able to transform straight into Super Saiyan Blue, they might have died there.

Cooler had been strong enough to hold his own against both of them. In the end, they had only managed to kill him by putting on the Potara Earrings and fusing.

But after they killed him, they discovered that he had only been a robot. They still had no idea where his real body was.

"If this is another one of Cooler's doubles, we could use him to test ourselves in a fight. I just wonder how many he'll send this time," Krillin said worriedly. Yamcha patted him on the shoulder.

"Who cares how many? Gamos gave us a pair of Potara Earrings. If we can't beat them, we'll just fuse."

Speaking of fusion, there was one thing worth mentioning. After Shenron had changed their appearances, they had regained their original looks. But if the two fused, the abilities Shenron had bestowed on them would stop working, and they would still become Vegito.

After dealing with the grunts, the two didn't stay to receive the locals' hospitality. Instead, they continued using Instant Transmission to search the universe for other victims.

Before leaving, they left a mark on the planet and told East Kai to contact them right away if anything happened there. They could use Instant Transmission to return immediately.

At the base of Cooler's Armored Squadron, Cooler sat in a chair floating in midair, holding a wineglass as he elegantly sipped his red wine.

"King Cooler, those two mysterious Saiyans have appeared again. They've ruined more than a dozen of our deals."

A communications officer knelt before Cooler, carefully reporting the situation.

Hearing his subordinate's report, Cooler snorted. Those Saiyan monkeys were such a nuisance.

"Understood. You may leave."

At Cooler's command, the communications officer finally went off with a sigh of relief.

Once the officer had left, Cooler rose to his feet. His red pupils flashed, and three golden streaks shot into the sky. The next instant, they vanished and appeared before him.

"This time, we have to eliminate them."

"Of course. We've mastered the Fusion Dance. Even if they fuse again, they still won't escape our grasp."

The three figures standing before Cooler were all Coolers. The four looked exactly alike, standing together in an eerie tableau.

The three Coolers disappeared. Then a Crab Spaceship took off at once, speeding toward a distant destination.

Watching the direction the spaceship had gone, Cooler murmured to himself.

"It seems my strength still isn't enough. I wonder how the real me is doing. If he can break through to the next level, all the Cooler doubles will be able to undergo a full upgrade."

The Crab Spaceship drew a long white line through space. The three Coolers sat in different places with their eyes closed, as if meditating.

Only five pilots sat up front, operating the ship and continually tracking the signals sent by their subordinates.

This was the most advanced spaceship in Cooler's Armored Squadron. The destination wasn't very far away, and they would arrive in about an hour.