"Wah wah, meat!!!"
Beneath the waving scarlet brain flag, the Flag Zombie shouted at the top of his lungs. The other zombies clustered around him glared fiercely, their fighting spirits soaring.
After being summoned, they had been rather unenthusiastic despite Zuo Ci's generous payment. They had put little effort into clearing the wildly spreading plants, merely going through the motions.
But now, the sight of these very familiar plants instantly set their fighting spirits ablaze. Every last one of them roared in excitement and charged at the plants.
If they had previously moved like old ladies crossing the street, now they were at least old ladies crossing the street in wheelchairs!
"F**k, why are these damned zombies here too?
Pea Corporal, order the entire army to attack! Hit them hard!"
"Yes, sir!"
MacArthur's expression turned exceptionally grim as he watched the zombies approach. He knew all too well how troublesome these creatures were. They were countless times stronger than those useless humans.
The Pea Corporal, who had remained at his side, was equally furious at the sight of these sworn enemies and immediately got up to relay the orders.
Soon, the two sides, enemies for generations, dispensed with even the rallying speeches and launched straight into a savage battle.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The plants launched the first attack. Their shooters and lobbers, the main sources of firepower, frantically fired all manner of ammunition, hammering the zombies' position.
"Hi-yah!"
The zombies did not sit back and wait for the tide of attacks to strike. The wildly gesticulating Jester Zombies and the formally dressed Umbrella Zombies advancing with elegant strides stepped out together to hold the front line.
The instant the flying peas and other direct-fire projectiles reached the Jester Zombies, they launched into perfect golden spins, reflecting every last shot back.