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Chapter 176 Prisoner of War Football Championship (6)

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    The crazy legion was yelled at by Liu Weiping, and the gang of wild boys in the 54th Army had no choice but to shift their energy from punishing people to playing football. In other words, they finally became serious.  This is really not easy. You must know that these guys have discussed in advance that these bonobo pigs should enter the game standing up and leave the game lying down.  They are serious, and the Japanese players naturally have to be serious too. Both sides are working hard to win this game. It is inseparable for you to play back and forth.  It has to be said that the gap between amateurs and professionals is still huge. Any member of a professional team can find a lot of mistakes and loopholes in their tactics and techniques.  However, the wildness that bursts out from the collision between soldiers is not comparable to that of professional teams. The specific manifestation is roughness and savagery. Every shot is eager to shovel the opponent's goalkeeper into the goal!  Bumping, kicking, pulling, pulling, pushingthe kicks were so hard that one person fell off his back. In less than twenty minutes, at least 18 of the 22 players on the field were already bruised and bruised, while the whole world gathered around the TV.  The spectators watching the game in front of them were stunned. Especially when they saw the very pornographic and violent scene of two players colliding head-on and being knocked off their feet and flying backwards, many girls couldn't help it.  Screaming!  Those stars who were also watching the game expressed their heartfelt admiration: "Is this a fucking war or a football?" Not to mention, fans seem to particularly like this kind of game, at least watching it at the Poltava Sports Center  The hundreds of thousands of soldiers who participated in the game especially liked it. Whenever they saw a dangerous spot, the whole audience screamed loudly. When they saw a threatening attack and shot, at least two-thirds of the people were excited and roared loudly, just like a group of beasts.  !  Today, vodka is open to the public, and most of the Soviet soldiers present have a bottle in hand, drinking while watching, making them very drunk.  The smell of alcohol, screams, cheers, flowers, curses, all mixed together to create a blood-heated atmosphere. When you are in it, you will soon find that your blood is rushing and heating up in your veins.  I have the urge to roar loudly with them!  Those who play football are happy, and those who watch football are happy. In a word, everyone is happy, but no CEO of a major TV station is happy.  They watched the ratings soar like a rocket, their faces flushed with excitement, their hearts beating like thunder, their breathing difficult, and the danger of suffocation at any time. Those with weak hearts automatically prepared quick-acting heart-saving pills for themselves to avoid heart disease.  I have an attack and can¡¯t find any medicine!  After a fierce battle, Tigers No. 12 player Guo Lin grabbed the ball and without saying a word made a powerful pass to the captain's feet.  This long pass was very beautiful. The captain just took a step forward, hooked the ball with his toes, twisted his waist, and rushed towards the Japanese team's goal with the ball.  Seeing this, a Japanese player rushed a few steps and then made a flying tackle in an attempt to shovel the ball away. The captain moved the ball to the left with his toes and passed the boy. He hit the boy with his crotch and knocked him back.  He staggered a few meters away and collided with the defender who was coming over.  I saw the captain shooting left and right, and the football was spinning and rolling under his feet like a top. His movements were so flexible and dazzling that he passed two defenders in a row, saw an opening and shot, whoosh!  The football drew a graceful arc like a cannonball and flew toward the goal. The angle was tricky and the force was fierce. What a great shot!  The poor goalkeeper was deceived by his fake move and jumped in the opposite direction, leaving the goal wide open!  Liu Weiping clenched his fists.  Commander Huang stood up.  Boom!  Under the gaze of countless fans, the football hit the goalpost hard and bounced back. Damn it, it shot five centimeters high!  There was a sigh in the audience, what a pity, this goal is really a pity.  However, just when everyone thought that the Japanese team was safe, a figure jumped out like lightning, flipped half of his body back, and kicked the rebounded ball with a golden hook!  The ball that was originally ejected changed its direction with a bang, and flew into the goal with a precise spin under the disbelieving eyes of the Japanese goalkeeper!  Liu Weiping let out a wild shout: "Beautiful!!!" The captain jumped three feet high and roared like a lion: "Zhang Yong, good shot!" Several players shouted wildly and rushed over, grabbing Zhang Yong who had made a great contribution.  Yong was surrounded in the middle, all of them were so excited that they were talking incoherently. They just beat this kid hard!  Zhang Yong kept shouting: "Stop fighting! Stop fighting! If I get hurt, let's see who will shoot!" He shouted loudly, but no one cared. These guys were so happy that they were not allowed to fight.  A few punches will crush them!  The referee blew the whistle to indicate that the ball was valid, and the score came on, one to zero!  The members of the Japanese team pursed their lips and said nothing, and the game continued.  After conceding a goal, they didn't dare to be as arrogant as before. Except for one forward, all the players retreated and formed a steel barrel formation to defend to the death.  They are very aware of the weaknesses of the Chinese football team. After scoring a goal, they don¡¯t know how to play. Similarly, after losing the ball, they don¡¯t know how to play. They made up their mind to defend their territory first and then look for opportunities to counterattack  This is the usual tactic used by their national team when they play against the Chinese national team. Once a goal is scored, they will press hard to chase the ball. Once the ball is lost, they will guard and defend, and when they get the opportunity, they will launch a fierce counterattack. It has been tried and tested.  It is empiricism that kills people. Less than five minutes later, Tigers No. 8 player Cui Hao fired a furious shot from more than 20 meters away from the goal. The ball flew over the heads of the entangled players like a meteor and passed the goalkeeper's five fingers.  , flew into the goal with a swish, and the ball went in again!  After conceding two goals in a row, the Japanese players couldn't calm down anymore. What the hell is going on?  Is it possible that China has captured all the football masters into the army?  No, not many professional players can master such a long-distance shot. Damn it! Damn it!  The captain shouted loudly: "Hold on! Hold on! We still have time, don't worry!" Zhang Yong understood Japanese and shouted mockingly: "You want to play drag-out with us, right? You can beat the score of two to zero.  I will keep your name until the end! "This guy is like a bull in heat, running rampant on the green field, left wing, right wing, midfielder, forward, defensive midfielder, he can be seen everywhere, leading at random.  The ball rushed up to create a very threatening shot. Once it missed, he immediately retreated and refused to fight. The Japanese goalkeeper was so frightened that he didn't even have a chance to breathe.  This guy was like a velociraptor, with endless physical strength and an aggressive nature like a mad dog. He ran for more than thirty minutes at a stretch without any intention of slowing down.  The Japanese team members were all frothed at his torture, and they screamed in their hearts: "Damn it, did this guy take Dali pills or take chicken blood? Doesn't he know that he is tired?" Commander Huang showed a sinister smile.  Just kidding, that kid came from the Army Reconnaissance Brigade. He trained for twelve hours a day and still had the energy to run around on the field with a football. Can he get tired that easily?  Even if you are tired and cramped, he will not be tired!  The situation of the entire Tigers team is similar to that of Zhang Yong. They screamed and fought ferociously, broke through, and shot. The football was rolling around on the Japanese team's territory, but they just couldn't get out!  Commander Zhang glanced at Commander Huang: "Are you the Tigers or the Mad Dogs?" Commander Huang chuckled: "It doesn't matter what team it is, as long as it can win Look, they stole the ball again! Again  It¡¯s that kid Zhang Yong! Breakthrough! Shot¡ªhaha, the ball came in again!¡± In just a few words, Zhang Yong intercepted the ball passed by the captain of the Japanese team and took it with him.  The ball rushed left and right, first he knocked it over with his hip, then he volleyed the ball into the face of the defender, causing his face to be covered with blood. Finally, he was pushed and pulled by two Japanese players.  , the football rolled back and forth between his feet, the two unlucky guys were dazzled by the sight, but they couldn't touch it, and finally fell in front of the goal. Now, the goal was wide open, Zhang Yong  He passed the goalkeeper, volleyed easily, and scored again, making the score 3-0!  The military commander was so excited that he jumped up and laughed loudly. Fortunately, he was not yet old enough to wear dentures. Otherwise, if he smiled so exaggeratedly, the dentures in his mouth would definitely be sprayed out like a hidden weapon!  Liu Weiping pinched his chin and said: "The 54th Army played well. They scored three boar goals before half the game was over. Not bad, not bad!" Commander Huang chuckled: "It goes without saying that they are not the best on the battlefield.  Our opponents are no match for us on the court!" Commander Zhang snorted: "Don't laugh too early, there is still half a game!" Commander Huang said proudly: "The Japanese pig has no chance of comeback, if this is the case.  Even if you can make them overturn, I'll cut off my head and use it as a urinal for you!" Commander Zhang said, "Don't talk too much!" But he was secretly complaining.  Damn it, the 54th Army performed so fiercely and stole the show!  The 136th Group Army is in Group B with so many strong opponents. If they don't work harder, they may really have to compete with the 54th Army. How can he explain to the previous army commanders?  Before the start of the game, General Liu Yunlong, commander of the Beijing Military Region, sent a telegram to warn him, saying that if he lost to the 54th Army, he would be asked to walk back to Beijing along the Trans-Siberian Railway. General Liu's previous military commander, Jianguo  General, he called him while lying on the hospital bed and said categorically: "We must win! You can lose to anyone, but you can't lose to the 54th Army!" The two ace armies, comparing equipment, comparing records, comparing  Training is more intense than anything else, and football is no exception. Moreover, you can only win but not lose. It¡¯s a lot of pressure. Or do you think it¡¯s easy to be the commander of the Ace Army?  No, we must put some pressure on those boys when we turn around. We must not let the 54th Army compete!  The whistle sounded at the end of the first half, and the score was 3 to 0. It was rare to see such a disparity in the first half. No, every one of the Japanese players looked as stupid as if they were under a restraining spell.  Looking at the score on the field, that kind of shock, that kind of surprise, that kind of disbelief, even if you invite the Oscar winner, it is difficult to imitate it!  They were fooled!  They can't even figure out why they should be helped.The national team¡¯s experience and tactics that have won countless games are now of no use at all?  Why did the Chinese players who were said to stop playing football after scoring a goal intensified and became more aggressive after scoring a goal?  This unscientific!  The captain reluctantly cheered up and encouraged everyone: "Don't think too much, Chinano, Chinese people," he habitually called out the word "China", and then thought that things are different now, they  Even the country was smashed to pieces by the Chinese army, and there were many Chinese soldiers on the court. If they heard the three words "Chinese" again, he might even lose his life, so he quickly changed his mind. The situation was stronger than the people.  Ah, there is nothing we can do about it.  "The Chinese people are so complacent and sharp that they don't know how to save their physical strength. I think after forty-five minutes of madness, their physical strength is about to reach the limit. As long as we can withstand another wave of their attacks, we can turn to the defensive."  Let¡¯s attack! Gentlemen, the whole Japan is looking forward to us winning this game to boost our morale. We can¡¯t lose and we won¡¯t lose, Gangbao!¡± The players shouted in unison: ¡°Gangba!  Bag!" The roar was quite loud, but it always lacked a little momentum.  Everyone knows that this game is probably unwinnable. One goal and two goals are okay, but they have conceded three goals in a row. However, the morale of the Chinese team is so high that it is not easy to tie the score and take the lead!  Now they can only do their best and obey fate.  Over there, Commander Huang was also giving orders to those wild boys with a straight face: "Give them three more goals! Don't tell me that you are tired. I know how much you can do. If you can't score six goals, I will."  You look good!" Zhang Yong said with a smile: "It's a bit difficult to score three more goals, Commander. We have to give some material rewards to be motivated!" Commander Huang snorted and said, "Rewards are indispensable.  Yours, if I can score three more goals, I will take out the Maotai liquor that I have treasured for thirty years and let you drink it to your heart's content This is the order of the celebration banquet for my old man after the Korean War ended.  It's a souvenir when you come back. It's said that the chairman once poured a glass of wine from there to toast to Mr. Peng! The old man regards it as more important than his lifeblood. Most people can't even see the bottle. How about this reward?  Right?" A green light suddenly appeared in the eyes of a group of players. Guo Lin even drooled and slapped his chest: "Commander, we have finished drinking this bottle of wine. Just wait and see!"  I'll wait and see. If you don't score three goals in the second half, just wait and see!" Zhang Yong was also drooling and even said and gestured: "Commander, it doesn't matter if I drink or not, you  Can you give me the wine bottle? I will keep it and pass it down as a family heirloom!" The commander kicked him over: "Don't even think about it! You can drink the wine, but you still want the wine bottle?  !¡± The whistle sounded and the second half began.  The soldiers with high morale gathered in a circle, shoulder to shoulder and head to head, and let out a howl, the time to fight had come.  The Japanese team members were horrified to see that these guys had no intention of giving up at all. Smoke was coming out of their nostrils and fire was spitting out of their eyes. They didn't look like a group of players, but more like a group of suicide squads who were ordered to blow up the enemy's bunker.  !  How can we play this football match?
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