Super Marshal

Chapter 2: Finally scored!

"Grande did a good job!"

Before the visiting team coach, Emiro exclaimed excitedly. Township·Village·Xiao·Said·Net

Unlike Gao Han coaching the Chinatown team alone, Getafe also equipped him with an assistant, which was also inexplicably excited at this time.

"Should we take advantage of the victory to end this meaningless game?"

After listening to the assistant’s suggestion, Emilo turned his head and glanced at Zhuo Li, who was on the sidelines with a very ugly expression. He sneered twice, "Of course, we don’t need to waste time on such an opponent. physical strength."

With that said, the Spanish coach walked to the sidelines and waved his hand.

"Give me up and defeat the opponent in one fell swoop!"

His voice was very loud, not only Gao Han, but also the people around him could hear clearly.

He was very confident and arrogant, and he didn't even have the idea to hide his tactical intentions at the very least.

Especially after he finished shouting, he smiled triumphantly at Gao Feng, as if saying, even if I let you know, so what?

Not to mention that your team is now missing the main central defender, even if it is not less, can you stop our attack?

This Spaniard's contemptuous and disdainful appearance made Gao Han gritted his teeth with hatred, but he had no choice but to pull the center back captain Tu Feiyuan who ran to the sidelines to whisper a few words, and then shouted at the players on the court: " Hold steady, organize a defensive formation, hold steady, don’t mess!"

"Stay steady?" Emiro sneered again, "Is it useful?"

Amateur teams are simply scumbags in front of professional teams.

Emiro has absolute confidence in his team.

"Let me give you a good lesson, Chinese rookie!"

The distance between the two is not far, Gao Han can hear him naturally, but he ignored him, instead using a one-star defensive card in the coaching system.

"Start to use the one-star defensive card, target: number three."

...

Chinatown’s No. 4 central defender was injured by an elbow on the bridge of his nose and went to the sidelines to stop the bleeding, which caused the team to lose one person on the court.

Getafe's second team has an overwhelming advantage in its strength. Now there is one more person, the advantage is even more obvious, and it soon created a threat and once again passed the ball into the Chinatown team's large penalty area.

But this time, the captain of the Chinatown team, the No. 3 central defender, Tu Feiyuan, just appeared on the pass line of the Getafe second team, and directly made a big foot to clear the siege, which can resolve the crisis.

The ball was still controlled by Getafe's second team, and after passing it back and forth, it was killed again.

After getting the ball at the front of the penalty area, the No. 10 attacking midfielder of the Getafe II team passed the defender and passed diagonally to the right side of the penalty area.

"Let him on the inside, don't let him pass easily!" Gao Han shouted at his team's left back from the sidelines.

Emiro next to him suddenly sneered again, "Can he hold it?"

From the start of the game to the present, the left back has no idea how many times he has been breached.

The left back of the Chinatown team grasped the coach’s intention and clung to the inside of Getafe’s right midfielder, but the opponent’s right midfielder was too fast and flexible. After a fake action, he suddenly accelerated and rushed away. Up his defense.

"Good job, kill me!" Emilio shouted excitedly.

Look at him, as if he has already seen a goal.

But at the critical moment, No. 3 captain Tu Feiyuan suddenly rushed out, assisted in a timely defense, and blocked the forward line of the opponent's right midfielder. The Getafe second team wanted to make another pass, but ended up directly. The ball brought out the baseline, goal kick!

"Good! Great!" Gao Han exclaimed excitedly from the sidelines.

He noticed that although the team's defense is still dwarfed from the left to the right, the central defender Tu Feiyuan performed very vigorously. Almost on his own, the defense of the entire defense became solid. Township·Village·Xiao·Said·Net

Could it be that this is the role of a one-star defensive card?

If so, there is still a scene in this game!

Gao Han can see it, and Emiro can naturally see it, but he believes that this is the fighting spirit aroused by Grande's elbow by the Chinatown team just now, and it will not last long.

"Give me an offense, increase the offense, and all the full-backs are pushed up!"

After the players of the Getafe second team heard the head coach's words, they also gave up and went all the way to attack.

For a while, the situation on the court became more obvious. The Chinatown team even had a hard time getting the ball. They were basically clearing and defending.

But surprisingly, although the possession time is almost zero, and although the game is completely controlled by the opponent, the strange thing is that, driven by the performance of Tu Feiyuan like chicken blood, the Chinatown team's defense has become quite tight. , Especially after the No. 4 central defender returned to the field after hemostasis, the defense became stronger, and the Getafe second team's offense was resolved time and time again.

Emilio's face became embarrassed because he found that the professional team he was proud of had tried his best and could not break the goal of the amateur team that he had always looked down upon.

The voice of the fans on the sidelines for scoring is obviously weaker. They must have felt the tenaciousness of the Chinatown team and have been infected.

Damn Chinese, go to death for me!

Only by scoring a goal, only by scoring the opponent's goal and smashing a victory, can he wash away his humiliation.

"Everyone will attack me, I want to score, I want to score!" Emilo shouted violently.

But despite the offensive of Getafe's second team, they repeatedly created threats and even overwhelmed the back line for half the time. The Chinatown team was holding on to the last line of defense and preventing Getafe's second team from having a chance to score.

Gao Han stood on the sidelines, feeling agitated, and seeing blood boiled.

He never expected that a one-star defensive card could exert such an amazing effect.

This is simply incredible.

But soon, Gao Han suddenly thought of something.

Enter the coaching system and see that the one-star defensive card is working, but there are only more than two minutes left.

This makes Gao Han almost certain that in the past seven minutes or so, Tu Feiyuan's vigorous performance is relying on the effect of a one-star defensive card, helping the team to resist the Getafe second team's offense.

But after two minutes?

Continue to be slaughtered by the other party?

No, no, absolutely not!

Gao Han turned his attention to the one-star offensive card.

The defensive cards are so amazing, the effect of the offensive cards should not be bad.

"Xiao Mu, come here!"

Taking advantage of the chance of a dead ball, Gao Han waved and shouted at the stadium's No. 9 forward Xiao Mu.

Xiao Mu immediately ran to the sidelines out of breath, "Boss."

"Don't withdraw, cruise around the opponent's two central defenders."

Xiao Mu's eyes lit up and couldn't believe it, "Boss, this..."

Gao Han nodded confidently and resolutely, "It's time to fight back!"

Watching Xiao Mu return to the stadium, Gao Han entered the coaching system.

"Start to use the one-star offensive card, target: number nine."

...

"Huh, too tenacious! It's amazing!"

On the sidelines, the freckled teenager clutched his chest and shook his head in shock.

"I am familiar with Fuenlabrada's team, but I never knew that the Chinatown team is so strong, especially their defense. You know, only a month ago, they played in an amateur game. Lost to the opponent zero to eight."

The Mediterranean man was taken aback, "Really?"

"Well, I didn't watch that game, but my friend watched it. The opponent's strength is also very weak, but the Chinatown team is weaker, and the scene is also one-sided and there is no way to fight back."

Hearing the words of the freckled teenager, the Mediterranean man couldn't help but look again at Zhuo Li's Alpine on the sidelines.

One month, no, it should be said, only more than three weeks, was it possible to train such a team?

It is quite rare to beat a local amateur team in Madrid upset in the first round, and it is still a miracle to beat the Getafe II team now!

"This Chinese is interesting!" The Mediterranean man pointed at Gao Han and laughed.

The freckled teenager noticed and nodded, he remembered.

"Javier, do you think the Chinatown team has a chance of winning?"

The Mediterranean man Javier shook his head and smiled bitterly. "Although I admire their tenacity,...they still have no chance of winning."

"Why?" asked the freckled boy.

Listening to his tone, it seems that the original neutral attitude has quietly inclined to the Chinatown team.

"The Chinatown team has already played at a super level. I am afraid that it will not last long. When they can't hold it, the Getafe 2nd team will break through their goal. At that time...Huh..."

Before Javier finished speaking, he saw a sudden change on the court.

An attack by Getafe's second team just passed to the Chinatown team's large penalty area, but it was immediately intercepted by the Chinatown team's third central defender.

I saw this tall and sturdy central defender intercepting the ball and kicking it forward without thinking about it.

Unlike every previous Bigfoot clearance, the ball can only be passed to the center line area. This time the force is stronger and the landing point is more rearward. It actually crossed the center line directly and passed to the Getafe second team's half.

Getafe's second team attacked in a hurry, and the entire defense line passed halftime. At this time, there was only one goalkeeper in his own half.

What's more terrible is that, I don't know when it started, the Chinatown team's No. 9 forward has quietly started, sprinting forward at a fast speed, and heading straight for the ball.

"Oh my God, good opportunity!" Havel lost his voice.

The surrounding fans also exclaimed, and many people took a sigh of relief.

If the ball is caught, it will be a single shot!

Gao Han on the sidelines also rushed out excitedly, shouting: "Good job, Xiao Mu, catch him, catch him!"

"Damn it, stop him for me, stop him!" Emilio roared furiously.

The ball was in mid-air, attracted everyone's attention, and fell slowly.

The goalkeeper of Getafe's second team was originally standing at the forefront of the penalty area. At this time, he attacked decisively and went straight to the ball.

Striker Xiao Mu is not tall, and his advantage is that he is fast, but physical fitness has never been his strong point.

He played fast half-court before. Although he is a forward, he often retreats to help the team's defense. He runs back and forth. The physical consumption is very serious. Both legs are like lead shots. Not to mention sprinting, jogging. Became a problem.

But I don’t know why. Now, when he sees the ball flying towards him, he thinks that this is an opportunity that everyone on the team has finally won. He must not let it go, especially when he sees the opponent’s goalkeeper rushing up. , The whole person seems to be crazy.

He found that his original heavy breathing became lighter, his heavy legs became lighter, and a sprint was unexpectedly faster than usual. Even the originally confused brain became abnormally clear at this time, abnormally aura. .

Finally, he jumped high before the opponent's goalkeeper.

The ball fell down, landed on top of his head, bounced forward with a bang.

After the goalkeeper rushed out of the penalty area, he could not use his hands, so the rebound of the ball just passed the goalkeeper and fell behind him.

Xiao Mu was exhausted and staggered when he landed, but he quickly stabilized his figure and rushed forward quickly.

The ball fell slowly and fell to the ground, but it seemed to fall on the hearts of everyone on the scene.

"Goal!" Gao Han roared with excitement.

Everyone in the room held their breath and looked at the room.

I saw that Xiao Mu finally caught up with the ball that was slowing down after landing, going forward, catching up, and then again...

This guy was afraid that he would shoot crookedly, so he took the ball directly over the goal line of Getafe II.

"Beep!!!"

The referee's effective whistle sounded the moment the ball crossed the goal line!

Goal!

Finally scored!

"Yeah! Yeah!!!"

Gao Han was so excited that he ran along the sideline of the court, roaring nonstop.

He was so excited, so excited!

In the stadium, after scoring the goal, Xiao Mu froze for a moment. Then he turned around, screamed and rushed out of the stadium, rushing all the way to Gao Han's side, making him younger than himself. The young head coach gave him a firm hug.

Not only him, but all the players of the Chinatown team also rushed up to surround the high cold.

Goal!

They actually broke the goal of a professional team!

Oh my god, this is like a dream!

A month ago, they were slaughtered wildly by an amateur team, but a month later, they were able to break the goal of a professional team. This is simply a miracle!

And it was him who led them to create this miracle, Gao Han!

The moment the Chinatown team celebrated the goal, applause began to sound from the sidelines, and it was getting louder and louder.

"Good job, Chinese!"

"It's so beautiful!"

"You are too tenacious, UU reading www.uukanshu.com is worthy of this goal!"

"Keep on going, Chinatown team!"

"From now on, I support you!"

Only Emiro, who was standing on the sidelines, had an ugly expression on his face, and he was completely irritated!

His team was scored by an amateur team?

This is simply a shame, a complete shame!

A victory can't wash away his shame!

Only bloodbath, only the blood created by crazy massacres, can wash away his shame!