In those days of Plants vs. Zombies

“Based on the above, as well as the assessment provided by the medical team, Ms. Himihu’s current physical condition.

The commander-in-chief believes that from now on, you will no longer serve as the instructor of the Red Flame Special Forces.

For the sake of your health, the commander-in-chief has asked your superiors for instructions to transfer you to the war zone to continue serving. "

In the office, the clerk of the Hongyan Special Forces was as calm as ever, handing the printed notice to the spirit-planting warrior on the other side of the desk.

This is a tall and beautiful lady with flaming red hair spread out.

On the delicate face is a pair of eye-catching golden eyes.

She wore a military coat decorated with fur and a combat uniform inlaid with blood-colored armor.

With her plump chest and hot figure, she exudes extraordinary charm in every move she makes.

"Is it really...can't you stay in the Red Flame Special Forces?"

She swallowed and stared at the document in front of her quietly, as if she thought the other person was just joking with her.

But the clerk's expression was as calm as ever, even looking a little indifferent at the moment.

"Unfortunately, this is the case. This is a decision made by the captain. If you have any objections, please resubmit the information or complain to the picket group."

The hot pepper named Himihu slowly stretched out his hand and took the heavy notice with trembling.

Looking at the bright red approval seal from Captain Hong Yan, her expression became increasingly lonely.

"Understood, Mr. Clerk, I have no objections."

Himiya took a deep breath, stood up slowly, left the office, and returned to his dormitory.

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All the spirit-planting warriors who serve in the Red Flame Special Forces have heard of the famous "True Red Instructor" Himiko.

This spiritual plant warrior from the Fiery Chili Clan fought extremely bravely, and even performed many difficult special missions.

He led his squad to dispatch and destroyed an entire empire of land-based mecha squadrons.

In the second "Garden War", the empire's impeccable "iron defense line" was dismantled.

He even faced off against the special forces from the Empire's "Plague Special Forces" alone, and finally succeeded in capturing him alive.

Himihu is the pride of the Hot Chili Pepper clan and a well-known legend in the Federation Army.

At a young age (twenty-nine years old this year), he possesses eighth-level spiritual planting power, serves as an instructor of the Red Flame Special Forces, and has single-handedly trained many outstanding spiritual planting warriors.

The "True Red Squad", composed of the most elite students under his command, inherited Himihu's style and repeatedly performed extraordinary feats in the confrontation between the Federation and the Empire.

It's just that with the passage of time and a special mission not long ago.

In order to protect his students, Himihu tried his best to burn his life and almost died.

Fortunately, several students tried their best to snatch her back from the hands of death and returned to the Hongyan Special Forces station safely.

It took three bottles of the ultimate life liquid from the medical team and countless amounts of sunlight energy to prevent Himihu from dying from exhaustion of spiritual power.

However, for Himihu, this price is extremely heavy.

The eighth-level spiritual planting power has been reduced to the third level, even lower than the conventional third level.

The strong impact also caused Himihu to lose many of her fighting skills, making her no longer as high-spirited as before.

Among the five major federal special forces, Red Flame is even harsher than Blue Ice.

Spirit-planting warriors who have lost their combat effectiveness will be regarded as useless "consumables" and will not be accepted by Hongyan.

As the federation's most adept special force in attacking difficult situations, Hongyan does not need consumables, only spiritual warriors who are still tenacious even after their consciousness has been tempered by the flames.

It's obviously a burning flame, but it's colder than frozen ice.

Ignoring the cold looks along the way, Himihu went straight back to his dormitory, looking at the notice in his hand, speechless for a long time.

She turned her youth and life into firewood and burned for the Red Flame Special Forces for seventeen years, but in the end this was the result.

The burning torch medal on his chest seemed to be mocking Himihu's efforts, which were like fuel for the torch and left him with nothing.

"Even if I continue to stay in Hongyan, such a small wish cannot be fulfilled."

Himihu looked at himself in the mirror, showed a wry smile, picked up a hand of water from the sink, and poured it on his face.

The cold water completely calmed Himihu down. She casually took off her coat and threw it on the bed, then pulled out a heavy storage box from under the bed.

Looking at the copper lock hanging on the storage box, Himihu took out the key to unlock it and slowly opened the top cover of the storage box.

What came into view were four bottles of different types of wine from different regions, just like those familiar years.

Canned beer from Metropolis, high-strength liquor from Longan, large bottle of fire wine from Vodkagrad, and small bottle of sake from Wafukyo.

Himiko's eyes showed some nostalgia, he took out the glass from the cabinet and opened the can of beer first.

The golden wine exudes the aroma of malt, just like the careless comrade with a clear conscience.

The burning flames swallowed up each land-based mecha, including him.

Drink a glass...

The light yellow wine exudes the aroma of rice grains, just like the gentle and pleasant comrade, moving forward.

The burning flames eroded every part of the iron wall, including her.

Drink a glass...

The colorless wine exudes the aroma of corn, just like that rough and bold comrade, brave and fearless.

The burning flame burned away the green germs, including him.

Drink a glass...

Only a small bottle of sake remained unopened. This was the drink Himihu brought from his hometown.

No, it's not ready to be opened yet,

The four of them once drank and chatted happily, but now only one of them is left alone drinking a glass of wine. It's a pity.

One cup after another, one cup after another, one cup after another...

Until the other three bottles were empty and not a drop of wine could be poured out.

Himihu's face was red, lying on his desk, his eyes blurred.

She struggled, took the wine bottle, and continued to pour wine into her glass, but she couldn't pour it out.

Himihu closed his eyes and fell asleep peacefully in a long drunken state.

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"Himeko-sensei, you are still the same as before, you don't like to lock the door."

The door to the dormitory was gently pushed open, and the fiery red girl walked inside.

"Yeah, it's true. After drinking so much wine, I'm not afraid of catching a cold."

Looking at Himihu lying drunk at the table, the fiery red girl sighed, walked forward lightly, and put on the coat for her mentor.

"We really feel sorry for you, but this is the captain's decision, and we... have no right to interfere.

They are afraid to come to you, so let me come to you. "

The fiery red girl talked nonchalantly, not caring whether the drunk Himihu heard her words.

"I asked that guy Jack to find a good place for you, and we agreed that it would be a perfect fit for you.

Please forgive us for making arrogant opinions, but I sincerely hope you can live a stable life there.

If we are destined to meet again, we will definitely meet again, Mr. Himeko. The last lesson you taught us at that time will always be engraved in our hearts and never forgotten. "

The fiery red girl looked at the sleeping Himihu tenderly and said nothing.

Placing a new notice beside Himihu, she left quietly and closed the door gently.

Mr. Himeko, I wish you a sweet dream tonight.