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Chapter 180 Brothers in distress (Part 1)

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    Crazy Legion When Liu Weiping returned to the door of the sports center, he saw this scene: British fans holding Union Jack flags and Turkish fans holding crescent moon flags were ignoring the strange looks of the Soviet soldiers and waving bats and wine bottles.  Bricks and fists are indistinguishable.  As if they had some deep grudge, every punch and kick was aimed at vital points. Screams, groans and curses could be heard from the scene. I don¡¯t know how many people were beaten with bloody heads. This group of fights, fighting  De is really ruthless.  Judging from the scene, the two sides were evenly matched. The British fans swung their baseball bats so loudly that they hit the Turkish fans on the head. One guy's head was bruised and bloody when he fell down, and he couldn't get up until he lay down for a long time; the Turkish fans  Then he used the smashed wine bottle as a dagger and stabbed the British fans violently, no matter whether it was the stomach or the face, wherever they were caught, the British fans who were stabbed all bleeded profusely and screamed like pigs.  ¡¤¡¤¡¤¡¤¡¤¡¤He grinned, my mother, isn¡¯t it just a football match, as for a fight on the street?  However, he had no intention of stopping it. Firstly, it was the Soviet side's responsibility to maintain order and he could not cross the line. Secondly, he also wanted to see which British fans or Turkish fans were better.  Aren¡¯t British fans known as the most brutal and aggressive fans in the world?  Now it seems that they may have met their match!  In line with the principle of "it's none of your business, hang it high", and in line with the dark mentality that neither John Bull nor the plague chicken is a good product, and that if you die, you will be distracted. The Lieutenant General of the Republic flashed two flying pieces.  Brick came over, whistling, climbed up the steps, and walked towards the door.  Behind him, there were muffled sounds of baseball bats and fists hitting the flesh and painful screams. Right next to him, a British fan and a Turkish fan hugged each other and rolled down the twenty steps.  The ghosts were crying and howling all the way, so loud that the word "miserable" could not be called Liu Weiping's eyelids jumped wildly as he watched the ball of flesh screaming and rolling to the end.  As for that?  Isn't it just a football match? Shouldn't we make a fuss and end up together?  Boys, you must be practicing the "Invincible Hot Wheels" special move created by classmate Zhou Xingxing, right?  Well, I hope you also have a pair of steel bones like him, otherwise, staying in the Red Cross Inn for two or three months would be considered light, and high paraplegia would not be a rare thing!  However, looking at these fans who were fighting fiercely, Liu Weiping also vaguely understood why Chinese football is so bad. The reason is that the fans are too tolerant of the players!  If you are like the fans in these two countries, if you don¡¯t win, we will stab you to death, or roll you down the stairs with us. Do you think those soft-footed shrimps still dare to play carelessly and dribble the ball?  Ogle and blow kisses to pretty female fans?  Behind a successful man there must be a woman who silently supports him, and behind a successful team there must be a large group of fans holding baseball bats So, education must start from childhood.  Football starts with the fans!  A scream interrupted the lieutenant general's thoughts. He looked back in confusion and saw the fans who were in a melee stopped fighting as if they were under a spell and stared at each other fiercely like angry little cocks.  Among them, a British fan was holding his stomach and curling up and rolling on the ground, bleeding wherever he rolled, while a Turkish fan looked at him stupidly, with a sharp knife in his hand.  There were drops of blood dripping from my body, and I actually went under the knife!  This time it was tragic, a life was lost!  The British fans were stunned for three seconds before screaming loudly: "Killing people! Someone is killing people!!!" The Turkish fans turned pale, whistled, and their feet flew up and down, and they ran away like flying men.  Go out and run until there is only a trail of smoke.  Two Soviet soldiers rushed over, helped the man who had been stabbed to stop the bleeding, and called an ambulance to take him to the hospital. They did not want to cause any deaths. Originally, an event was held and attracted worldwide attention, and everyone was happy.  If you kill someone, you will lose a lot of points!  Unfortunately, things went against expectations. The British fan was too seriously injured and died on the way to the hospital. This was the first drop of blood shed by the British team in this game¡ª¡ªtheir game has not even started yet.  Woolen cloth!  This unfortunate incident instilled a deep hatred between the British and Turkish teams, which was already full of acrimony before the two teams even met.  When Liu Weiping returned to his seat, he happened to see the staff members, who were members of the Japanese royal family, cleaning up the garbage on the court. He was stunned for a moment and asked Commander Zhang: "Is the game over?" Commander Zhang said: "It's over long ago! I didn't even look.  Look how long you have been out!" Liu Weiping chuckled and asked, "Win or lose?" Commander Zhang said proudly: "They can't beat us on the battlefield, and they can't beat us on the court either!  Said: "Don't be such a jerk, tell me what the score is!" Commander Zhang said: "Five to two!" Liu Weiping clicked his tongue and said: "Five to two54The army scored 8-0!  " A row of black lines appeared on Commander Zhang's forehead: "Can it be compared?  Can the Danish team's skills, physical strength, experience and fighting spirit be comparable to those half-dead bozos?  What's more, because that bastard referee sent off Li Zhi with a red card, we have one less person to beat!  Liu Weiping waved his hand and said, "Okay, I am barely satisfied with this result."  Don't be arrogant and complacent. You must keep up your efforts and strive to play better in the next game.  " Commander Zhang snorted: "This is like a human saying!  By the way, why did you go?  Could it be that he was really dating that Soviet female lieutenant?  If that's the case, humph, you have to be careful, I'm not qualified to say anything about you, but I don't know what Lieutenant Colonel Han Yajie's reaction will be!  Liu Weiping covered his head and said, "Don't mention her, I get a headache when I mention her!"  "Sighed, and said with infinite sadness: "It's true that the woman who came to me was a Soviet female lieutenant, but that idiot forgot to tell me that this lieutenant was the first lady of the Soviet Union, which made me happy for nothing.  !  " Commander Zhang, who was drinking water, seemed to have been hit by a immobilizing spell. He stood there with his eyes wide open. Liu Weiping had quick eyes and quick hands and turned his face in a different direction. Before he could turn his face, poof - the commander became an archer fish.  , a large amount of water was sprayed onto the face of the staff officer next to him who was listening to the gossip with his ears pricked up! The military commander did not even apologize, threw away the bottle, held his stomach and curled up, laughing wildly, almost laughing.  Angry! Liu Weiping rubbed his nose, it¡¯s good enough to make you laugh, anyway, I have nothing to lose! After two hours of rest, the match between the Soviet Union and the Double Eagle began, and the smell of gunpowder on the field was unprecedentedly strong.  It¡¯s not surprising. During the Cold War era, the competition between the Soviet Union and the Double-Headed Eagle was all-round. Military, cultural, technological, and sports were all competing. Everything had a strong political flavor, not to mention this kind of competition.  Game! The purpose of Liu Weiping's game was to ease the political atmosphere and relax the troops. However, the Soviet Union and Citigroup did not think so. They both regarded this game as a political mission. For the Soviet Union, losing.  It can be given to anyone, but it cannot be lost to the Double-Headed Eagle. Half of the Soviet Union was beaten to pieces by the Double-Headed Eagle. This is a great shame in itself. If it loses to them in a football match, the Soviet Union will lose its face!  As far as the Double-headed Eagle is concerned, it can be lost to anyone, but it cannot be lost to the Soviet Union! It is already embarrassing enough for the Soviet army to lose. If they lose again, will they have the shame to return to the country?  What else is there to say? Let¡¯s start! The referee blew the whistle, and several football boots kicked the ball with all their might. It was unclear whether they were kicking the ball or kicking someone.  In the competition of strength, the Soviets seemed to have the advantage. A two-meter-tall Soviet soldier showed agility that was incompatible with his burly figure, carrying the ball straight into the penalty area, like a polar bear running down the hillside chasing its prey.  , that kind of madness, that kind of violence, is really frightening. A Citi Army defender hit him and flew back like a rag doll! Seeing that the situation was not good, the two Citi Army players jumped to the left and right.  Outflanked, one of them stretched out his foot and tried to trip the violent bear, but the violent bear was not fooled. He was muscular, but that didn't mean he was simple-minded. When he saw someone outflanking him, he immediately passed the ball to  Left wing. On the left wing, a Soviet player with a bump on his forehead stopped the ball, passed the guarding Citi player, and went straight into the penalty area. This was a big deal, and the Young Eagles saw that the situation was not good.  , even the forwards retreated to defend, and the goal was suddenly filled with figures! The two Soviet forwards and the libero pressed forward together, rushing, bumping, pulling, kicking, and tripping. Wherever the ball passed, people fell down.  After a hard fight, the young eagles fell in front of the goal, and the polar bear ran over them. He was about to shoot! Seeing that the situation was not good, the goalkeeper rushed out and put the football in his arms.  As a result, the two people bumped into each other and rolled into a ball. They couldn't care less about it as their nostrils were bleeding. They only had eyes for the football spinning in front of the goal. They were running towards the football with red eyes and hands and feet.  Climb away.  The goalkeeper was closer to the football and could have easily succeeded, but the Soviet striker grabbed his foot and dragged him back with all his strength. He, who was not an energy-saving lamp, kicked back hard, and the two of them  He just froze.  Wow, no, it¡¯s so hot!  ?  The eyes of the fans present were as wide as pig urine, and the cheers were louder and louder, especially the Citi Army prisoners of war, who roared with great force There was no way it could be louder, they  The total number of people in the game was nearly 20,000, and more than 14,000 people came to watch the game without any injuries. So many people roared loudly. The roar of a diamond lion is nothing. If it doesn¡¯t kill you, it will make you pee!  The cheers from his comrades greatly increased the goalkeeper's combat effectiveness. He kicked hard and performed a goshawk kick, rolling the Soviet striker who was holding his thigh back twice.He jumped forward, took the ball into his arms, and cheered loudly: "I won! I won!!!" He jumped up and twisted his butt in front of hundreds of thousands of spectators.  After twisting a few times, he suddenly realized that the atmosphere was not right. His teammates did not cheer for his victory and wiggle their butts with him, but kept gesturing for him to look over there He followed his teammates' directions in confusion.  Looking in the direction, he met the referee's eyes that were almost bursting with fire, and his smile suddenly froze.  The referee roared like a thunder: "Are you playing rugby or wrestling? Do you take me as the referee seriously? The whistle was blown and you pretended not to hear it. You only focused on punching and kicking. How unreasonable? It's really  This is unreasonable!!" He took out two yellow cards from his pocket and flashed them at these two overly arrogant guys, blushing and saying, "One yellow card for each person!" The smile on the goalkeeper's face completely froze.  He twisted and squeezed out the bitter juice: "Mr. referee, this is so unfair! He was the one who hugged my leg. If you want to punish him, just punish him. Why did you give me a yellow card?" The referee sneered:  "Do you have any reason to kick someone? Do you know what kind of damage can be caused by kicking someone with spiked shoes?" The goalkeeper opened his mouth: "I¡ª¡ª" The referee roared: "Stop being wordy and continue playing!  If you commit another foul like this, you will be given a red card!¡± The goalkeeper could only admit his bad luck and kicked the football twenty or thirty meters away.  He received a yellow card at the beginning of the game, which was really unlucky. He was also the first goalkeeper to receive a yellow card. He was shot while lying down!  After being issued two yellow cards at once, the referee thought that these guys would be more honest, but he soon discovered that he was wrong!  The cubs and eagles in that litter didn't take him seriously as a referee at all. They kicked as they should. Fouling became a common occurrence. Verbal conflicts and physical conflicts occurred from time to time. The referee was running around on the court.  , I was as tired as a dog and couldn¡¯t control it, so I could only secretly cry out that I was unlucky.  Fortunately, these guys have not forgotten that they are in a competition. Since it is a competition, they must score goals at all costs!  In this regard, the Soviets showed a high degree of tacit understanding and superb skills, and soon gained the upper hand!  In the 23rd minute, the No. 1 forward of the Soviet Army fired a furious shot in the penalty area. The ball penetrated the goalkeeper's fingers and hit the net and bounced back. One to zero!  Eight minutes later, the Soviet free man made a wonderful pass, and the No. 2 forward hit a header, knocking on the double-headed eagle's goal again!  In the 40th minute, the libero who had just completed a beautiful assist suddenly stepped in, passed the defender and went straight in. With a tip of his toe, the football flew in and missed the goal post, three to zero!  At the end of the first half, the Soviet Army took a corner kick. After a dazzling scramble and pass, the goalkeeper was in a hurry and accidentally pushed the football into the goal. Four to zero!  Liu Weiping was dumbfounded. He was stunned for a long time before shouting: "Damn it, those two forwards and the free agent must have been transferred from the Soviet national team. How can amateur players have such skills!?"  The two army commanders nodded vigorously: "That's right, they cheated! They should be disqualified from the competition!" If those young eagles who were kicked into disgrace could hear these words, they would definitely burst into tears with excitement.  .  In fact, they felt something was wrong from the moment they conceded the first goal. These damn polar bears were too skilled in footwork and their cooperation was too tacit. They were kicked all over the floor and were not allowed to survive.  Got it!  These guys are definitely transferred from the Soviet national football team, definitely, definitely, definitely from the national football team!  That's what they say, but they have no evidence. So what if they have evidence?  For the Soviet Union, it couldn't be easier for players to go through the enlistment procedures and issue a few soldier certificates!  "There is no guilt for cheating, but it is justified for cheating. This is the best portrayal of the Soviet army now."  The game or the massacre continued. In the second half, the Soviet army attacked like a wave, and the young eagles were defeated. The goal was penetrated every ten minutes, making them just want to cry. You too  Isn't that awesome?  Can we still have fun together in the future?  ?
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