In those days of Plants vs. Zombies

(二九五四 六二三 一三)

"You must be Commander Dark Iron. Please follow me. Commander Flitwick has been waiting for a long time."

At the entrance of the camp, a soldier looked at the iron barrel zombie that appeared in front of him and said respectfully.

"You two come in with me."

With a wink at his subordinates, An Tie took the lead in stepping into the camp.

Two soldiers followed closely behind, their hands already on the triggers of their guns.

The remaining soldiers who followed Dark Iron stayed where they were, wary of the surrounding undead soldiers belonging to Flitwick.

Even if there was a little discordant movement in the camp, they would rush in immediately.

"Look, who is this? Isn't this the dark iron brother who always wins battles and is very popular in the base? Coming to my humble home really makes me shine."

Inside the camp, Dark Iron met the leader of another undead force, Flitwick.

Flitwick is also a high-level undead. He wears orange and yellow overalls, a barricade helmet on his head, and several tools tied to his belt.

At this moment, the Roadblock Zombie was sitting on the sofa, stroking his mustache and looking at the Iron Barrel Zombie in front of him who was also the commander of the base.

"Flitwick, what's the matter with you coming to me? Do you still want to have a party?"

Dark Iron snorted and sat on the sofa opposite the roadblock zombie without hesitation.

The two soldiers he brought stood on the left and right behind the iron barrel zombie.

"I won't believe that you came to me just to chat."

"I heard that Brother An Tie easily captured No. 5926 War Garden, which is known as the hard nut. I am here to congratulate Brother An Tie."

Flitwick said with a smile, but judging from his tone, there was more element of yin and yang in his words than congratulations.

"Haha, stop talking nonsense and tell me your purpose."

Dark Iron ignored the Roadblock Zombie and revealed his purpose without hesitation.

"Ah, it turns out that Brother Dark Iron is not the steel head that people in the base say. It turns out that the head is not solid!"

"If you say one more nonsense, I will rip off your head and stuff it into the barricade above your head."

Without giving Flitwick any face, the Iron Barrel Zombie roared in a low voice.

As the commander of the troops at War Base No. 59, if Dark Iron is a cold-blooded and taciturn man of action, then Flitwick is a smiling tiger who talks sweetly and is full of swords.

The two people also belong to different factions in the base. The Iron Barrel Zombie is the radical hawk leader, and the Roadblock Zombie is the conservative dove leader.

"Okay, okay, I said that's it."

Flitwick was not angry even after being interrupted. He glanced at the unique iron bucket helmet on Dark Iron's head and continued:

"Brother Dark Iron, you know that the Commander-in-Chief's temper is getting increasingly irritable now.

The order issued by the Imperial Military Headquarters allowed him to quickly capture the entire No. 59 War Zone within half a year and speed up the exploration of No. 59 Abandoned City.

But up to now, three months have passed. Counting the 5926 War Garden you just captured, the empire’s achievements in Theater 59 are not optimistic..."

"you mean···"

At this point, Dark Iron felt something vaguely, but he hid his emotions well and let Flitwick continue.

"You see, the Federation has a total of eighty-three war gardens in Theater 59, but now, the base has only captured fourteen war gardens.

Although there are many powerful gardens like No. 5926, as far as I know, the overall strength of 5926 can only be regarded as medium among the federal deployment in Theater 59.

War Garden No. 5927 and War Garden No. 5976, these two war gardens are the base’s most serious problems. "

"You are right, the overall strength of these two war gardens is indeed higher than that of No. 5926.

Especially War Garden No. 5976, which has now reached the second-order ultimate level.

If the base wants to attack War Garden No. 5976, it must invest more than five armies. "

Dark Iron said with a solemn expression.

"The problem is here, although the commander-in-chief can nominally mobilize all 20 group armies in the base.

But among the twenty group armies, there are no more than this number who can really obey his orders. "

Flitwick sneered and raised a palm.

"It is absolutely impossible for him to complete the tasks assigned to him by the military headquarters within the remaining three months, so his dismissal is a matter of course."

"so···"

The Iron Barrel Zombie seemed to have thought of something, and his eyes when looking at the Roadblock Zombie changed slightly.

"The current base can be described as an undercurrent, Newpe Seymour, Dennis, Bastibo..."

Names came out of Flitwick's mouth one by one. Dark Iron knew these names. They were all commanders who had been sent to War Base 59 for many years, and all of them had considerable prestige.

Unlike the younger generations such as Dark Iron and Flitwick, these veteran commanders always obeyed the orders of the commander-in-chief.

After learning that the commander-in-chief was about to be dismissed, he began to gear up and became ready to take action.

"They are all happy to see this result. If the commander-in-chief cannot complete his mission, he will definitely be dismissed from his post by the military.

And who will be the commander-in-chief at that time? For us young people, the opportunity to make a choice has come. "

After hearing these words, Dark Iron finally understood Flitwick's thoughts. He wanted to take sides in advance.

This is indeed very important news, at least for Dark Iron.

"Let me guess, Flitwick you've made your choice, right?"

"Of course, I have already made my choice. Commander Newpe Seymour is very happy to see me."

"This must be the reason why you came to me. You want to bring me into the game and side with Newpe Seymour, so that he can gain more advantages and be reused after he becomes the commander-in-chief."

Iron Bucket Zombie said coldly.

"Haha, as expected of Brother Antie, he saw through my thoughts right away. How about you, don't think about it?"

Roadblock Zombie smiled.

"Let me think for a while."

Dark Iron did not immediately agree to Flitwick. He was the first lobbyist to come to Iron Barrel Zombie. An outstanding young commander like Dark Iron would naturally have to win over from other veteran commanders.

He must be cautious, cautious, and more cautious until he chooses a suitable camp that can make him laugh to the end.

Newpe Seymour, the newspaper-reading zombie, has already made this start, and someone will definitely come looking for him.

So make your choice now, real numbers are too hasty.

"Time is running out, Brother Antie needs to think carefully. Oh, by the way, there is another thing worthy of attention recently."

As if something suddenly occurred to him, the roadblock zombie added.

"whats the matter?"

This sentence obviously aroused An Tie's curiosity.

"Hey, it's not a big deal, Brother Dark Iron, do you still remember Floug?"

"I have the impression that he came from the same training camp as me."

The Iron Barrel Zombie remembered the zombie with the most awesome flag on his face in the training camp.

There was no interaction between the two of them. The reason why the other party impressed him was because he was a rare auxiliary high-level undead in the training camp.

Although his strength is not very good, he can indeed be considered a good hand when assisting in combat.

But the gap in ability lies here. An Tie is now the commander of an entire army group, while the other party is just an ordinary captain.

"This Fraug actually overturned while attacking a rookie war garden. Not only did the troops he brought with him were wiped out, but he even lost his life."

Flitwick had a theatrical expression on his face.

"I still thought too highly of him at the time. I didn't expect that he was really a waste."

An Tie shook his head, obviously not very concerned.

"It is said that the rookie war garden was just opened, and the human owner sent by the federation only took over it for one day."

The roadblock zombie shook his head.

"It's normal for a loser like Floug to be defeated by a rookie homeowner in the Federation."

The Iron Barrel Zombie frowned and did not take this matter to heart.

"Brother Antie is right, there is no need to take such trivial matters to heart."

Flitwick nodded in agreement, then changed the subject.

The two talked for a while, and finally, Dark Iron led his men and left Flitwick's camp with a heavy expression.

"There are still three months, I have to plan carefully..."