Chapter 479 Bombing Germany

"hey-hey,"

Zhang Lu smiled strangely.

"Did you see that, Flamel, you have to pay for your frivolity!"

"The French team you lead can not score a single goal, but Krauchen's Chinese team only needs one Dong Fangzhuo to defeat them!"

Huang Jianxiang was already shouting excitedly, while Zhang Lu was relatively restrained...

"A perfect start. If the game only lasted 30 minutes, the Chinese team would be the best team in the first round..."

"Bah, judging from what I said, something doesn't seem right..."

In the 23rd minute, the Chinese team led the Tunisian team 2:0.

The score blinded Tunisians.

"impossible,"

"Absolutely impossible."

“God will not abandon us!”

The Chinese team, which they considered to be the weakest before the game, was already two goals ahead of their national team, but they still couldn't believe this was a fact.

After falling behind by two goals, Tunisia completely woke up. They suddenly discovered that they were the weakest team in the cross.

They need to work hard to chase points.

But Tunisia under Le Maire is not a French team. They cannot play with real delicacy and can only use their bodies to fight for opportunities.

In the 34th minute, Munari bullied Sun Xiang again, but Sun Xiang once again failed to let him break through and still pushed the ball out of the baseline. Soleimani took a tactical corner kick from the right, and his teammate passed the ball to the back post. Namsi almost hit it, but Shao Jiayi, who was returning to defense, got in front of him and got stuck.

But when he landed, Shao Jiayi covered his left eye.

"It seemed like I was hit by the opponent's elbow."

“Soleimani’s arms are so cheap.”

That's right, Shao Jiayi's left eyebrow bone bled. You can imagine how heavy the blow was.

The camera zoomed in on Shao Jiayi. Shao Jiayi's left eye narrowed and blood spattered out. Then he immediately came to the court for emergency treatment.

"The problem of the corner of the eye can be big or small, and it may affect vision. Krauchen needs to be prepared as soon as possible."

Before Zhang Lu finished speaking, Chen Tao's figure had already appeared on the sidelines.

"Want to fuck Chen Tao?"

"Chen Tao's defensive ability is so poor."

"But the offense is definitely not weaker than Shao Jiayi's."

But a minute later, Shao Jiayi bandaged up and stood back on the court again!

Chen Tao was slightly surprised, but he immediately clapped gently and gave a round of applause, followed by a huge round of applause from behind...

"Well done,"

"A good man, stained with blood on the battlefield, serving the country with loyalty!"

When Shao Jiayi returned to the field, Dong Fangzhuo was in front of him, holding the ball with his back and beating Haji. Facing the world's third-rate central defender, Dong Fangzhuo seemed to be able to do it with ease. Normally at Manchester United, it was difficult for him to just swing to the left and beat Pique. Now he can do it easily. Killed Haji.

Haji had no choice but to knock Dong Fangzhuo down again!

Then this guy got a little angry and yelled at his teammate Jaidi.

"Are you really traveling?"

"Where were you when I was guarding you?"

Apparently, Haji was fed up with his partner's idiocy. When he was marking Dong Fangzhuo, he was very annoyed that Jaidi didn't rush to help immediately.

The referee also gave him a yellow card, which made him even more depressed.

Shao Jiayi once again stood in front of the ball, but he didn't even take a run-up. Tunisia captain Bouazizi rushed out of the wall in advance, and the referee once again took out a yellow card.

However, Shao Jiayi's left-footed free kick 25 meters in front of the goal was still confiscated by Bumnigel.

Then the referee blew the half-time whistle.

"Director Zhang," Huang Jianxiang became unusually serious.

"how?"

"You look at the halftime statistics,"

"It's terrible, I can't believe this is the data of the Chinese team."

"Since Krauchen took over the national team, the national team's data has been so gorgeous. I thought it was the Japanese or Korean team's data, or the opponent's..."

Zhang Lu glanced at the big screen, and his pupils instantly dilated.

"this……"

He was silent for a while,

This is what I read, "In the first half, the Chinese team's ball possession rate was 48%, with 4 corner kicks, 6 threatening passes, 5 shots, 2 goals, 5 fouls, and 5 counterattack interceptions. Tunisia 52% ball possession, 2 corner kicks, 3 threatening passes, 3 shots, 0 goals, 10 fouls, and 2 counterattacks.”

After Zhang Lu finished reading, all the Chinese fans in front of the TV fell silent.

This data is simply incredible...

In the Chinese team's locker room, Krauchen glanced at the old national youth players one by one, but didn't say much.

This group of people doesn’t need him to explain anything!

This is absolute trust in them.

He mostly chatted with Zheng Zhi, Shao Jiayi and Li Weifeng. This was different again.

Finally, he returned to Chen Tao and took the translator to communicate with Chen Tao. Chen Tao kept nodding, his eyes shining brighter.

After that, he walked up to the young general Hao Junmin and stared at Hao Junmin solemnly.

"are you ready?"

Hao Junmin held his head high and his chest erect.

"I'm always ready!"

"very good."

"you?"

Krauchen glanced at Gao Lin again.

"I'm always ready!"

Gao Lin's voice became louder, almost tearing his throat.

It is undeniable that Krauchen believes in his former soldiers more.

But he has not forgotten the veterans, otherwise he would not communicate with them in particular.

"We are here to serve the same country."

"I hope,"

"As long as we stand on the court, we can do our best and fulfill our mission!"

"Your national mission!"

"you,"

"It will be our first World Cup victory!"

"come on!"

"come on!"

drink!

Walking out of the tunnel again, Krauchen continued to condense the team into a rope, and everyone's face was filled with the will to fight!

"come on!"

"come on!"

Dong Fangzhuo and Zheng Zhi held their hands tightly together,

Then Zheng Zhi's hand held Li Weifeng's hand together again.

Beep————

When the game restarted in the second half, Tunisia took the lead and immediately hoisted the ball into the Chinese team's penalty area.

Feng Xiaoting had already become very calm, took the initiative, and beat Xi Hawe to header the ball to clear the siege!

ha!

For the first time, Feng Xiaoting killed Xi Hawei without the help of Li Weifeng.

What excitement!

"nice shot!"

Li Weifeng landed on the ground and immediately gave Feng Xiaoting a thumbs up.

Feng Xiaoting felt sweet in his heart, but immediately followed Xi Hawei. He couldn't be careless or distracted now.

The ball landed at the feet of Shao Jiayi. Shao Jiayi made a big diagonal pass with his left foot and directly lobbed the ball to the feet of Qu Bo on the right.

Qu Bo got the ball and approached Buaziqi instantly. While Buaziqi was looking around, trying to find teammates to help, he pushed hard with his right foot and the ball flew past Buaziqi in an instant, and then Qu Bo Then he ran away.

"Qu Bo!"

"The boy chasing the wind!"

Just after Huang Jianxiang's words, Qu Bo passed by Buaziqi like a sharp blade.

Once again he managed to break through the Tunisian captain's defense.

"Cross!"

The ball crossed the sky. Haji and Jaidi double-teamed Dong Fangzhuo at the same time. Dong Fangzhuo failed to take off in the end. The ball passed over their heads and fell into the back point!

Mao Jianqing quickly rushed up from behind and jumped!

Jump to the top 8 meters in front of the door!

The Tunisian goalkeeper subconsciously slapped the ball with his right palm and lifted the ball into the sky...

"Ouch——"

There was a sigh in the stands.

If the angle wasn't so right, the ball would have gone in.

"such a pity!"

The ball fell again, and the Tunisian goalkeeper immediately raised his right knee, jumped into the air, and took the ball into his arms with both hands.

The Chinese team failed to rewrite the score to 3:0!

Le Maire couldn't stand it anymore. The Tunisian captain he appointed was a piece of shit. He took the lead in making substitution adjustments. Bouazizi was replaced by Nafti, and the captain's armband was handed over to Trabelsi.

When Krauchen saw it, he immediately asked Hao Junmin to replace Qu Bo.

"Qu Bo is finished!"

"But he won the glory back."

"Once a golden generation, Qu Bo shone with Saviola in the World Youth Championship. He deserves our warmest applause!"

"Hao Junmin, enjoy your World Cup stage!"

Hao Junmin and Qu Bo are two completely different types of players. Qu Bo wins with his speed, while Hao Junmin wins with his skills at his feet. Although he lacks sharpness on the right side, Hao Junmin can help the team control the ball at his feet. , sharing the midfield pressure of Zhao Xuri, Zheng Zhi and Shao Jiayi.

After he came up, the Chinese team's midfield became more stable. Tunisia could only look for opportunities through long passes, but this did not put much pressure on the Chinese team's backcourt.

No matter how hard Tunisia tried, they were unable to lift the blockade imposed on them by the frontcourt players of the Chinese team, and the game was quite frustrating.

There is not much Le Maire can do off the court. After all, even a clever woman cannot make a meal without rice. People are like this. What tricks can he come up with?

However, Krauchen continued to attack!

Exit Mao Jianqing, ascend Gao Lin!

Take the initiative.

Woo——

That rascal!

Le Maire was shocked. Krauchen was going to kill Tunisia. The two substitutions were not to strengthen the defense, but to consolidate the offensive power.

Are the Germans crazy?

Flamel felt passive and completely unable to perform.

Gao Lin got his first World Cup starting experience!

Le Maire was just thinking about who to replace, and Zheng Zhi launched a long pass from the backcourt!

A beautiful falling ball flew to Hao Junmin's feet. Facing Nafti, who was also new, he picked up the ball with his right foot and directly passed the ball over Nafti's head, then went inside. .

"Ah, the artist is bold!"

"Hao Junmin!"

"Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers!"

Hao Junmin got the ball back to his feet, and then quickly cut inside to the middle. When he looked up, Dong Fangzhuo and Gao Lin had already rushed into Tunisia's penalty area, and he passed the ball without hesitation.

call--

The ball instantly fell into the back of Tunisia's penalty area. Dong Fangzhuo attracted two central defenders to mark him in the middle, leaving Gao Lin almost unguarded.

Gao Lin jumped up ferociously from behind the penalty area and flicked his head hard.

"Got it!"

The ball flew straight to the near corner.

Snapped--

The Tunisian team's goalkeeper once again performed amazingly, and the ball was firmly saved in his arms.

But the ball he threw still failed to cause his teammates to attack. The Tunisian players had no rhythm at all. There was no backbone in the midfield. After getting the ball, they didn't know who to pass it to. They wasted the opportunity to attack. Maybe long pass is their only option. The way that comes to mind.

So after the ball flew to the Chinese team's half, it was right again.

Tunisia became increasingly passive, and then midfielder Shedley fouled and received a yellow card. When Le Maire saw that the situation was not good, he immediately replaced Shadli with Gudeban. Shadli was dissatisfied with the coach's decision and ignored Le Maire when he came off the field.

Krauchen raised his hand and looked at his watch. He waved his flag, Shao Jia, Chen Tao!

He decided to give Chen Tao a chance of 20 minutes.

Although Chen Tao is not good at defense, he hopes that Chen Tao can add to the Chinese team's offense on the basis of 2:0!

In fact, the Chinese team's lineup at this time has almost evolved from 433 to 4312!

And Chen Tao plays the 1 position.

With Chen Tao in front, Zheng Zhi and the others passed the ball more calmly in the backcourt. Zhao Xuri passed Zheng Zhi and handed the ball directly to Chen Tao.

Gudeli, who had just come up, was a bit whimsical and wanted to rush in front of Chen Tao from behind to grab the ball, but Chen Tao had already taken precautions. With his back to Gudeli, he directly pulled the ball with his heel, and at the same time he jumped to the left and easily dodged it. Opened Goodley.

After turning around, there was an empty space ahead.

Chen Tao was running with the ball. Facing Namsi, Chen Tao feinted to the right and pulled the ball out of space easily.

Appearing next to him in time, he immediately made a shot. At this time, Chen Tao had already dribbled the ball to the front of Tunisia's penalty area!

"Oh!"

"What an opportunity!"

At this time, most people will definitely choose to take a shot as there is no one here to interfere.

But Chen Tao was not the one. He suddenly hit a reverse ball with his left foot, and Hao Junmin stepped in from the right!

Sweep the pass to the middle!

At this moment, Tunisia's defense completely collapsed. Jaidi abandoned Dong Fangzhuo and Haji and tried his best to slide and tackle Hao Junmin.

Hao Junmin calmly kicked with his right foot! Left footed pass!

The ball flew a little high...

Haji stood in front of Dong Fangzhuo and took off first. Dong Fangzhuo also took off behind him. His feet were like telescopic springs, taking off with a popping sound.

ah!

Haji was so desperate that he almost forgot to breathe.

He couldn't hit the ball. Hao Junmin chose the intensity before taking the ball.

Dong Fangzhuo's body is rising rapidly, rising, rising!

His terrifying bounce made him a unique sight in the penalty area.

Everyone watching the game was dumbfounded and stared at this scene.

Haji rolled his eyes in despair, the ball flew over his head, and behind him, Dong Fangzhuo's figure covered the sky, his whole body opened in the air, and he shook his head hard.

Boom——

The ball bombs towards Tunisia's goal!

"The ball is in!!!!!!!!!"

"Dong Fangzhuo!"

"The first hat trick of this World Cup was born!"

"Dong,"

"Fang,"

"Zhuo!!!"

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Fifteen minutes later, German radio sent a broadcast to the entire country.

"Oh, damn,"

"Germany has fallen."

"Germany was bombed."

"The Chinese completed their first hat-trick."

"That Manchester United striker,"

"Dong Fangzhuo."