In those days of Plants vs. Zombies

In Abandoned City No. 59, the four armies from War Base No. 59 were all moving towards their destination in unison.

The troops led by Dark Iron also met the sleigh-drawn stormtroopers led by Snow.

"Antie, you are slower than me this time. We won the bet. Please hand over the World Points."

The speaker was a high-level undead wearing a woolen hat, a down jacket, and sneakers.

He had a head of brown curly hair, sitting on his ferocious steel chariot, shouting to the belatedly arrived Dark Iron.

"Snow, this is not fair. You drove a car and I came here on foot."

The Iron Bucket Zombie grunted dissatisfiedly, then raised his hand and threw a World Point Ticket to the Sled Cart Zombie.

The latter took the World Point Ticket and showed the expression of a sensible child, which made An Tie roll his eyes.

"Hey, there is no other way. Everyone in our stormtrooper team is a car owner. Are you envious? Then come and join our stormtrooper team. You will get a free car, five insurances and one housing fund."

Snow laughed loudly and shouted to the high-level undead captains behind Dark Iron.

"That's right, Brother Snow is right!"

"Long live the Stormtroopers! Long live Brother Snow!"

"Free car delivery, five insurances and one housing fund!"

The sleigh zombies behind the sleigh zombies took off their helmets and cheered for their leader.

They are members of the Sled Troopers, selected by Snow from among the many zombie soldiers at the war base.

The captains under An Tie looked at me and I looked at you, silently choosing to close their mouths and cover their ears, pretending not to see or hear anything.

It’s better for younger brothers like them not to participate in the joke between the leaders, so as not to be remembered later.

"Ha, poaching in front of me is too much."

The Iron Barrel Zombie was so angry that he wanted to laugh, so he stepped forward and lightly punched the Sled Cart Zombie on the shoulder.

To be fair, Antie and Snow's current relationship is still very good.

Previously, in order to investigate whether Snow was a spy sent by the Federation and turned into an eggplant, Dark Iron led his troops to cooperate with Snow and successfully caused heavy damage to a certain war garden.

During the battle, he also proved that Snow was not a federal spy.

After all, when crushing the spiritual warriors with his steel chariot, the sleigh zombie was able to show a ferocious smile and step on the accelerator without hesitation.

After his suspicion was eliminated, the relationship between Dark Iron and Snow became better. The sleigh zombie's character still has an appetite for the iron barrel zombie.

"Okay, I'm not kidding you anymore, why is your troop marching so slowly? My stormtroopers set off even slower than your troops."

Snow curled his lips and asked An Tie.

The Iron Barrel Zombie shrugged: "We had an encounter on the road. There are indeed hidden dragons and crouching tigers in this ruined city."

The sleigh zombie asked: "Encounter? With whom? Do you dare to have forces that oppose the empire in this ruined city?"

"They are just a bunch of crazy bugs, but in front of the warriors of the empire, they are as small as dust."

An Tie sneered, his tone full of disdain for the abandoned city insect swarm.

"I see."

Snow nodded, and then heard the communicator on his tank ring.

"Hey, this is Snow, the commander of the Imperial Sled Troopers."

The sleigh zombie returned to the chariot and turned on the communicator. The next second, a hoarse and cold voice came from the other end of the communication:

"This is Newpe Seymour, sled boy, where are your stormtroopers?"

Hearing the questioning voice of the newspaper-reading zombie, Snow was startled and immediately replied:

"Second Master, we are still ten kilometers away from our destination. The stormtroopers and Dark Iron troops have merged and we are leaving immediately."

As the oldest and most powerful commander of War Base No. 59, newspaper-reading zombie Newpe Seymour was worthy of being selected by Ye Yang as the commander-in-chief of these four undead armies.

"Speed ​​up the march and delay the commander-in-chief's plan. You know the consequences."

As soon as he finished speaking, Newpe Seymour immediately hung up the communication.

The sleigh-cart zombie swallowed nervously. In front of the newspaper-reading zombie, he lost all the frivolity he had when communicating with Dark Iron.

"What did Commander Newpe Seymour say?"

Dark Iron stepped onto Snow's steel chariot and asked him.

"Second Master told us to speed up our march. I'll let the stormtroopers take you who are walking on your feet."

The sleigh zombie took another deep breath and gradually calmed down his emotions.

He was the leader personally brought up by Newpe Seymour, so he naturally had a deep-rooted fear of newspaper-reading zombies.

No matter what, Snow will never forget Newpe Seymour's crazy appearance on the battlefield.

"understood."

The iron barrel zombie nodded and stepped off the steel chariot together with the sleigh zombie.

"Brothers of the stormtroopers, bring your friendly troops and we'll set off immediately!"

"Everyone is here, get on the bus in an orderly manner, and the stormtroopers will give us a ride!"

Snow and Dark Iron worked in tandem and gave the order to march.

"understand!"

The zombie soldiers and sled zombies immediately took action. Those who drove drove and those who got in the car got on the car. Their movements were quick and orderly.

"Let's go, get in the car. These ten kilometers will let you feel what it means to be an experienced driver."

Snow waved to Dark Iron and motioned for the Iron Barrel Zombie to get into his car.

"Being respectful is worse than obeying orders."

Dark Iron grinned and boarded the steel chariot of the sleigh zombie again.

As the exclusive vehicle of the stormtrooper commander, it is larger than the average sleigh and looks like a mobile "battle fortress".

"I didn't take a closer look just now. I really didn't realize that your car is really luxuriously equipped."

The Iron Barrel Zombie looked around, showing an expression that he had never seen the world.

"That's a double-layered steel plate with Empire Faith, a four-cylinder engine, anti-skid tracks and reinforced bumpers, and oh, there are also stereo surround speakers.

As my 'BMW', its configuration must be full. My requirements for it must be on par with the highest-level war machines in the empire! "

Snow patted the inner wall of the car. He looked at his steel chariot as if he were looking at his lover.

"I can't understand what you guys are thinking. Oh, and there's also a sofa. You really know how to enjoy life."

An Tie complained, walked to the sofa in the car and sat down.

"Ha, let's go!"

Snow got on the driver's seat and immediately stepped on the accelerator to the bottom. Then he took the lead and rushed to the front to clear the way for the troops behind him.

The engines of hundreds of sleighs rumbled, creating white ice tracks on the streets of the abandoned city.

More sleds followed, heading boldly towards their destination.