In those days of Plants vs. Zombies

Load the bullet, pull the trigger, and another beautiful shot scatters.

The shotgun held by Norman is amazingly powerful and can take away many enemies with each shot.

The low-level undead in the fan-shaped area in front of him had no chance of surviving.

Even judging from today's technological level, this old-fashioned shotgun distributed by the federal government to the majority of third-tier shooters is already outdated.

However, among the many initial armaments of the spiritual warriors, the weapons of the third-line shooters can still be ranked at the forefront.

Compared to Irving, who gets into a state of excitement and madness from time to time, Norman looks extremely calm.

The position of the third-line shooter is very close to the nut defense line. After all, the intensity of shotgun shooting at close range is stronger than shooting at long distance.

Even if the enemy's dark blood fell on Norman's light-shielding mask, he just wiped it off silently.

After joining the army for many years, the third-line shooter has already become like a cold killing machine in combat.

Like a machine, it keeps repeating the same actions until the end of the battle, which will still make the spectators' hair stand on end.

Only the spiritual plant warriors of the Pea family knew that Norman was still the gentle brother without the heavy equipment.

However, he has been forced to grow up so much and has a lot more on his shoulders.

On the other hand, the two-shot shooters who have become more and more popular next to the third-line shooters are completely different.

At this moment, Owen only felt that the blood all over his body was ignited, burning like a fire.

He seemed to be red-eyed, and every time he used his double-barreled shotgun to explode the head of a low-level undead, he would let out an excited roar.

Compared with his brothers, Irving, who had only been in the army for two years, seemed more impetuous.

It was clear that life in the Union Army had not cleansed the former Metropolis street boy of his bad habits.

"Householder, I also want to join the battle and fight alongside my brothers."

Hearing the familiar voice, Mo Chen turned his head and found Lai Yin, who was already fully armed next to him.

The little pea shooter held his automatic assault rifle and looked at Mo Chen expectantly.

Seeing Mo Chen sinking into deliberation, Rhine immediately added: "It's okay even if you don't summon the prototype."

"Okay, go ahead and be safe."

After taking a look at the battlefield and realizing that the current situation was favorable to the War Garden side, Mo Chen followed the little Peashooter.

Rhine nodded, quickly got off the preparation platform, and ran into the battlefield in the backyard.

After a while, the highly distinguishable sound of an automatic assault rifle came from the backyard battlefield.

Mo Chen took a closer look and found the little pea shooter in the swimming pool.

Rhine got on Ye He's patrol boat. A pea shooter and two weed soldiers just made up the three passengers of the patrol boat.

The little pea shooter easily eliminated a swimming ring zombie attacking from the swimming pool with a few shots.

Rhine's performance surprised Ye He. To deal with the scattered low-level undead in the swimming pool, his automatic assault rifle was obviously more cost-effective than a light machine gun that consumed more bullets.

Wouldn't it be nice to let the firepower of light machine guns support the land where the pressure is greater?

Just as he was told, Ye He returned the patrol boat lying on the water to normal and activated the light machine guns on both sides.

The light machine gun that was fired before needed to be replenished with ammunition. The weedy soldier immediately moved the ammunition box placed at the stern of the boat and began to reload it.

The weedy soldier who was manipulating another light machine gun that was not firing suddenly became more energetic. He immediately lowered the muzzle of the gun and pointed it at the corpses on the land and pulled the trigger.

With fire support from the swimming pool, the group of corpses attacking from the backyard lawn seemed to be defeated by the powerful firepower of the War Garden side.

"Well, it's about time."

Outside the War Garden, Malou, who estimated that the time was almost up, waved her hand behind her. Eight tall zombies with poles were already ready to enter the battlefield in the backyard.

At the same time, more low-level undead, under Malou's order, covered the eight pole zombies and rushed into the backyard battlefield.

Seeing that the defense was relatively easy at the moment, Mo Chen moved his body and was about to fish.

But soon, he keenly noticed that several unusual low-level undead appeared in the next wave of corpses, rushing towards the Nut defense line.

"Wait, that's... holy shit!"

It wasn't until those low-level undead came closer that Mo Chen could clearly see their identities.

Wearing a red sports vest on the upper body, red sports shorts on the lower body, and a pair of red sneakers.

He had a blue headband tied to his forehead, holding a long stick in his hand, and rushed towards the Nut defense line as if there were motors installed under his feet.

"Attention everyone, the pole zombies are coming!"

Mo Chen quickly issued instructions through the communication channel, but the next scene gave the spirit-planting warriors no time to respond.

The four pole zombies at the front suddenly stopped, leaned back, and swung their arms holding the long sticks backwards, making a throwing motion.

Then, in Mo Chen's shocked eyes, the four long sticks that were thrown with force instantly turned into deadly javelins.

With the sound of breaking through the air, these javelins directly crossed the nut defense line and attacked several spiritual plant warriors and the prototype plants in the front row.

The targets of two of the javelins were Norman and Owen who were shooting.

The third-line shooter who was the first to react suddenly pushed away the double-shooter beside him, allowing one of the javelins to hit the air.

But he himself was not so lucky, and the remaining javelin penetrated Norman's right arm directly.

"Norman!"

"Second brother!"

The attack came so fast that Mo Chen and the other spiritual plant warriors didn't react until the third-line shooter was hit.

"Kang Hong, step forward and start placing prototypes in the empty spaces. Zhao Tong, go and bring Norman back!"

The two spirit-planting warriors who received the order nodded and immediately rushed down to the battle preparation platform.

Especially Kang Hong, when he saw his good brother suffering, he was even more angry, and the flames burning above his head became even more intense.

"Norman, how are you?"

Owen immediately came to his brother and asked about him.

The third-line shooter didn't reply. He held the javelin that penetrated his arm tightly with his left hand, and his breathing became heavier.

But Norman neither screamed nor groaned, and his determination was in fact extremely strong.

"Owen, keep fighting and leave me alone."

The third-line shooter replied stiffly, and then quickly withdrew from the battlefield in the backyard with the support of Spring Bamboo Shoots.

"clear."

The dual-shooter replied through gritted teeth, then picked up his double-barreled shotgun and returned to the battle.

The same was true for Rhine on the patrol boat. He did not hesitate to use his first-day skill "God of War Intuition" to make his shooting more accurate.

This is the second time that a loved one has been injured in front of his eyes, and the little pea shooter's anger at this moment is already comparable to a torch stump.

Pulling the trigger again, an unlucky swimming circle zombie was directly shot in the head by Rhine.

But he didn't stop, shooting one after another, like the cold god of death, constantly harvesting the lives of the low-level undead.