Silence filled the room. Was Broly being serious? Attack Earth? How?

When no one said anything, Broly continued. "I can imagine you're wondering how we're going to do this."

Many people nodded in answer. "We can steal a shuttle from the humans. They wouldn't think to attack their own ship once it arrived on Earth," Broly said before pausing.

"The only problem is we don't know where they keep their shuttles. We'd have to go get that information out of the 'Governor of Vegeta.'"

Almost immediately, someone protested. "We can't just ask them to give us that! We can't even sneak into one of their military bases without getting caught! What makes you think we can possible get close enough to this guy?"

"I know it doesn't seem possible, but do you think we can hold out against the humans for long? What better plan do you got?" Broly addressed his critic.

Before the critic could respond, Gohan interrupted. "I could get you that info."

Many Saiyans turned their attention to him, looking at the Saiyan skeptically. There was no way a Westside fighter could do what they could not.

Broly, however, got a twinkle in his eye. "And what proof do you have that you can accomplish this mission?"

Gohan smirked. "The reason why I even came out here was because of information I'd stolen from the humans. I've been infiltrating human bases since this invasion started. I can get into their bases and cities easily, but I have to do it my way and with my own men."

The other Saiyans were about to protest, but were cut off by Broly. "I'm glad someone here has the balls to get what needs to be done. The mission is yours. Take whoever you want, but get this done fast. I want our strike force to be in space in three months. That's all the time I have to spare."

Gohan nodded and turned to leave, Piccolo following him as they made their way to the medical center. They had to get some direction several times, but managed to get there without much problem. It was there they met Raditz.

Raditz smirked at his nephew as he approached. "I see you're still in one piece."

Gohan smirked back before asking "How are Trunks and Goten?"

"They'll be alright, but they'll be out for a couple of weeks."

Gohan scowled. "Not good. Broly gave me a mission and I need them for it."

Raditz gave a low whistle. "He must really like you to give you a mission, especially after just meeting you. What do you need to do?"

"I need to infiltrate the governor's place to get some info."

Raditz almost had a heart attack. "Why did you agree to a suicide mission? Do you want to get killed?"

The response was not what Raditz expected. His crazy nephew laughed at him. "That's what those other guys thought. And like I told them, I've been infiltrating human bases for a long time. I know what I'm doing."

Raditz scoffed. "You don't know what you're talking about."

"Then how do you explain why I'm here?"

Raditz paused. "You're saying you snuck into a human compound and learned about their bases?"

All Gohan did was smile. Looking at the two downed Saiyans, he sighed before getting serious. "I need you to get half of the men who attack the base last night. I'll need you and them to come with me to New Central. I'll explain more when we get there."

Seeing the look in Gohan's eyes, Raditz nodded his confirmation. "Meet me at the entrance in six hours. That'll be plenty of time to round them up and have them somewhat rested."

Gohan smiled before leaving, Piccolo once again at his heels. "I hope you know what you're doing," he said gruffly.

Gohan grinned. "Just imagine the amount of humans you will be able to kill when we get to Earth."

Piccolo cocked an eyebrow. "You mean you want to go to Earth?"

"If we can bring the fight to Earth, maybe we can help all of the other races not affected by humans yet. We have to try and hurt them where it'll hurt most."

Piccolo gave a low chuckle. "You act as if I wasn't coming. Kid, you have no idea how much I'll enjoy this trip."

"You and me both Piccolo."

Videl had been keeping her eyes open for weeks now.

So far, the only clue she had to go on was the Cape Base attack; it was a base that was south of town. If all the reports were right, a large group of Saiyans had wiped out the base leaving nothing to come out alive. Of course, there were always those cowardly soldiers that hid when they got the chance. From their testimonies, Videl gathered that there had been a small group that attacked the base first before a much larger group swept in to finish the job. It was that smaller group that concerned her though. From the descriptions of the smaller group of four, one of them had Gohan's description. This finding alone sent her into a world of glee.

But there was one problem. The only place of importance closest to Cape Base was East Fort and Videl was certain that Gohan wouldn't come back here. So that still left her with nothing to go on...again.

Still, she had to figure out why Gohan had decided to come out here. After all the time since the humans had taken over, why did Gohan think now was the time to come east? It didn't make sense. However, when she found out about the importance of Cape Base, she didn't have to think hard as to why he went there.

Then something clicked. Videl's eyes widened. That was why Gohan came to East Fort! He wanted information on that base and what better way to get some than to go through some official's records to find out? So the Saiyans were changing their tactics a little. Usually they were unorganized and attacked at random, almost as if they were fighting alone. Still, she had to keep track of Gohan. She still owed him an ass whopping that she intended on delivering.

Then an idea hit her. Why didn't she use her dad's influence to get that information? Sure it'd be a bad use of man power, but what else did the military have to do, besides getting ambushed? Videl smirked. It was about time her father was useful for something.

It had been three days since they had left the Broly's sanctuary. Three long and tiring day's worth of travel. If it wasn't for the deadline that had to be met—plus the fact that if they flew, they were sitting ducks for attack—they would've taken it a lot easier then they had been. What was worse was all of the scout patrols they had run into the whole time. Sure they made sure that none escaped alive, but the whole tracking down part was killer. Fortunately, only a couple of the scouts had communication devices so their whereabouts was still relatively unknown.

Tonight, though, was a night for rest. You could only go so far for three days and nights without some kind of rest. Fortunately, their Saiyan bodies could take the strain of their lack of rest. They were still a week away from their destination, but for now they needed a respite.

For the night, they had found a place high on top of a bluff that they could use for a campsite, which was welcomed by the whole group. Sitting down at one of the campfires, Gohan began tearing chunks out of a slice of bread. Had it been his choice they would've ate as they regularly did, but with time being of the essence, they had to travel lightly. As he stared into the flames, Raditz approached him from behind.

"So what do you think of your first mission?" he asked, sitting across from Gohan.

Never leaving the sight of the flames, Gohan answered "I would rather we get this over with as soon as possible."

Raditz chuckled. "I know what you mean, but you can't help what you can't have."

It was Gohan's turn to chuckle before he put on a serious face. "Who were those guys back at the sanctuary? The ones hanging around Broly?"

Raditz sighed. "Politicians from the old days. Some managed to escape the carnage or were lucky enough to be away from the capital when it fell. Truthfully, if it wasn't for Broly, they would still be arguing about what they should do after the invasion."

A look of disgust appeared on Gohan's face. "You're saying those guys are still trying to retain some kind of power when it's obvious that they can't have any control? Why doesn't Broly use some of them in raids?"

Raditz smiled. "He already has. Why else do you think they didn't protest too much about you heading this mission? Broly would've sent them with you if they caused too much trouble."

Gohan didn't reply for some time before saying "So that's all they did before the humans came? They must be some kind of rejects to try and squabble the way they do. I'm surprise our old government managed to do anything at all."

"That's because King Vegeta let them talk and argue; and while they did that, he'd do what ever it was that pleased him. If something was successful, the old timers would take credit for it and if it failed, they'd blame the king. It worked and that was all that anyone cared about," Raditz explained.

"Still, the humans could've done us a favor and gotten rid of them."

"Since when did a human do something beneficial?"

Gohan let out a laugh. "True, true," he said before staring back into the fire. Both Saiyans watched the flames dance for a while before Raditz spoke again. "So tell me, how were you able to sneak into human bases and manage to not get caught?"

Gohan smirked before looking at his uncle. "Back at the start of the occupation, it was only me, Goten, and Dad. We had barely escaped a platoon of soldiers, losing my mother in the process." Gohan paused here as he stared out into the night, a small frown on his face.

Raditz bowed his head slightly and then replied, "I'm sorry to hear that. Your mother was a great woman."

"That wasn't what you said the last time you visited," Gohan chuckled. "Though it's a little fuzzy, I do remember you saying something about how crazy she was, especially with that frying pan."

Raditz glared before joining in with a chuckle of his own. "Yeah, those were the days. So what happened next?"

Continuing, Gohan said, "We had spent the rest of the year trying to survive, dodging patrols and such. It was only luck that we stumbled upon Vegeta and Trunks. If our situations had been any different, Vegeta would've spat at us and tell us to take our dirty, third class asses away from his sight; but since we all were pretty desperate, we joined forces. It was then that we started attacking human forts."

"And then what?" asked Raditz, engrossed by the story.

"Dad and Vegeta would go off and destroy the bases while I watched Goten and Trunks, only joining with the older guys when it became tougher to simple rush in and blow everything up. Even between the three of us, it was tough fighting back against the blitz rifles. It was then that Vegeta came up with the idea of infiltrating the bases and since I was the only one that could pass off as a competent human, I was chosen to do the spying."

"Why not Kakarot or Vegeta?" Raditz interrupted. It seemed odd that the prince would allow a boy to do a man's job.

"The humans would've recognized Vegeta right off the bat and Dad, well, you know he wasn't that bright of a man to handle that kind of responsibility."

Raditz chuckled. "I have to agree there. So what next?"

"I watched our next target for a couple days, just waiting for a chance to sneak in. It was on that second day of observation that I saw a mail delivery occur, one of the delivery men being quite young—young enough for me to pass myself off as one. So after the delivery crew left, I ambushed them, killed everyone, and took one of their uniforms. The next day I faked a mail delivery and they let me in. I was able to roam the whole base without being suspected, just as long as I acted lost and asked for directions to find a few different people. I did this at a few different bases before discovering that all the military instillations were exactly the same, so I stopped checking them out. Kinda wished I did investigate when Dad and Vegeta were killed though."

Raditz nodded. "Very interesting. We could've used that knowledge a long time ago."

Gohan didn't reply. He just stared straight ahead, off in his own world until he yawned.

"I think I'll turn in. See you bright and early." With that said, Gohan left the fire to lay down further away from the cliff's edge. Raditz watched as his nephew disappeared in the darkness. It had been awhile since he had seen the boy last, but with the way the world was, he couldn't say he was too pleased with him. If it wasn't for those blasted humans, the boy would've never sounded like a thirty year old man, the man he just had a conversation with. Even as Saiyans, he was too young to have his hands stained with the blood of others. Raditz would be thankful if Gohan managed to get through this whole experience in one piece rather than as a broken soldier, one that knew nothing but war.

That was another reason to hate the humans in his book.