In those days of Plants vs. Zombies

At the headquarters of the 59th Federal Army, today's military training ended with the whistles of the instructors.

The spirit-planting warriors finished their military training and had a full hour of free time before dinner.

The Federal 59th Army, as its name suggests, is a unit of the Federal Army dispatched to garrison in Theater 59.

Among the Army's two hundred and fifty group armies, one hundred group armies have been dispatched to theaters all over the modern world, one group army for each theater.

Of course, with the destruction and reconstruction of some war zones, more troops than usual were invested in some war zones that became the front lines of "Garden War".

However, the current battle situation in Theater No. 59 is relatively stable, and the strength of a group army is sufficient to cope with it.

A spiritual plant warrior walked quietly on the way to the mail room. If Mo Chen were here, he would definitely scream out in surprise.

As for why, it may be because he has a very similar face to Rhine Owen.

He also wears a headband of the same color on his forehead, and his green hair is tied into a small braid hanging down the back of his head. His eyebrows are more mature than those of the two-shot shooter and the pea shooter.

Wearing a dark green soldier's uniform, with two Czech CZ83 pistols slung around his waist, he quickly arrived at the door of the mailroom.

"Mr. Clerk, do you have a letter?"

Karen knocked on the mailroom door and waited for a moment.

A pale-haired plant warrior opened the door and handed a letter into the hands of the pod-splitting shooter.

"Of course, Karen, this is a letter addressed to your brother, please keep it."

Looking at the address to which the letter was sent and the familiar name of the sender, Karen's eyes flashed with surprise.

"Thank you."

Stretching out his hand to take the letter, the pod-splitting shooter hurriedly ran somewhere in the military camp.

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At the highland training ground, two spiritual warriors are resting here.

The taciturn, tall green-haired young man looked into the distance and took out a cigarette from his chest pocket.

He slowly handed the cigarette butt to the blond young man next to him and said in a low voice: "Borrow me a light, Kang Hong."

"Huh, if you ask me, you'd better smoke less."

The torch stump named Kang Hong complained, but he still stretched out his fingers very skillfully to activate the fire-attribute spiritual power.

He created a small flame at his fingertips and lit the cigarette handed to him by his old friend.

"I know that smoking is harmful to your health. You have said it many times."

Having said this, Norman put the lit cigarette into his mouth and started puffing away skillfully.

"Ah, yes, that's good if you know."

Kang Hong rolled his eyes, then looked around and found that there was no one else, so he lowered his voice and asked, "What are you talking about recently? Do you want my help?"

"It's okay, it's pretty good."

The third-line shooter held a cigarette in his mouth, looked at the setting sun in the distance, and exhaled a puff of turbid smoke.

"Green's unit has been transferred to the front line, and I'm a little worried about him."

Hearing this, Torch Stump immediately asked: "Frontline? Do you mean War Zone 21? I heard that the recent situation there is not peaceful."

Norman nodded and said no more, the worry in his eyes was obvious.

War Zone 21 is located in the Middle East, which is very turbulent. In order to compete for the oil resources in the abandoned city, the federal war gardens were destroyed one after another.

The empire is not doing well either. It is said that the war base also suffered heavy losses, and the commander-in-chief even died in the battle.

Both the Federation and the Empire are deploying troops, and there seems to be a trend of launching a "Garden War".

"Don't worry, since Brother Green has gone there, my brother will probably be transferred there too."

Kang Hong grinned and patted Norman on the shoulder pretending to be relaxed.

"When the time comes, your brother plus mine will be a massacre!"

Looking at the optimistic torch stump, the third-line shooter also showed a smile: "Yes, your brother is responsible for the quack, and my brother is responsible for the random killing."

The two looked at each other and then burst into laughter.

With Kang Hong's comfort, Norman's mood improved a lot.

"As I said, if you need help, come to me, Lao Kang. Although I don't know a single Chinese character, if Norman has something to do, I'll appoint you to help."

The Torch Stump patted the third-line shooter on the shoulder again and smiled, with his white teeth exposed.

The setting sun shone down, even coating the row of big teeth with a layer of golden color.

"Thanks, Lao Kang."

Norman nodded and put out the cigarette in his mouth.

Between close friends, a sincere thank you is enough.

As the second son in the family, after the eldest brother, the machine gun shooter, was drafted into the army, the second brother, the third-line shooter, became the mainstay of the family.

Norman tried various part-time jobs and was exhausted from working in the city all day long.

These part-time workers work long hours, but the salary they receive is extremely meager, and they are often deducted by unscrupulous bosses for various weird reasons.

No matter how hard the third-line shooter works, one person does the work of three people, but the money he gets in the end is not even enough to feed his family for a day.

As a last resort, after discussing with his eldest brother in the army and his younger brothers at home, Norman chose to follow in his brother's footsteps, volunteered to join the army, and became a spiritual warrior.

Although the life in the army is not that good, the monthly allowance is not bad.

After all, the federal army is an independent system, although the highest command power on the surface belongs to the president elected by the federation.

However, actual matters were still left to the federal Secretary of Defense, five-star General Eisenhower.

All citizens of the Federation who have some eyesight know that the so-called president is just a puppet elected by capital and aristocrats.

Eisenhower, who was born as a civilian, relied on his own efforts to successfully assume the position of Secretary of Defense and serve as the commander-in-chief of the federal navy, army and air force.

During this period, Eisenhower successfully implemented various measures that were beneficial to improving the treatment of the military.

He is also the only super machine gun shooter in the Federation, and is deeply loved and respected by countless spiritual plant warriors and civilians in the Federation.

As a pea, Norman naturally had a great affection for General Eisenhower. It was his series of measures that gave Norman and his family a chance to survive.

After joining the army, he also met many people, and Kang Hong was one of them.

Torch Stump comes from the rural area of ​​Long'an. Although he is illiterate, he is indeed a good fighter and a good comrade who can be trusted with his back.

Norman and Kang Hong often worked together as a team and soon developed into close friends.

"Second brother, this is a letter from my younger brother. Hey, brother A'kang is here too?"

Karen searched for it and finally found Norman at the highland training ground. Seeing the torch stump beside him, the pod-splitting shooter also said hello.

He also has a very good relationship with Kang Hong, after all, he is the eternal god of Pea Fire Tree Tactics.

"Good afternoon, Karen, do you have another letter from your family?"

Torch Stump also said hello to Pod Splitter.

"Ah."

Karen nodded and handed the letter to Norman.

When he saw the sender, the third-tier shooter's eyes lit up. He immediately opened the envelope, took out the letter paper, and started reading.

But he didn't notice that a photo slipped from the envelope and fell to the ground.

"Eh?"

The pod-splitting shooter had quick eyes and quick hands, and he grabbed the photo and looked at it.

Just this look made Norman and Karen's eyes light up.

"Second brother and third brother, how are you doing? I'm at War Garden No. 5905. Fourth brother and sister are also here."

Above the photo, there is a photo of Rhine and Owen, and sandwiched between them on the left and right, the ice-blue girl with a cold face.