Football: Super Goalkeeper, All Teammates Become Forwards

048 In Momentum, I Have Already Lost (Asking For Flowers)

Faced with such an amateur team, the national football team is really not confident.

The unique burst of momentum from men can weaken the enemy's momentum!

Base No. 7 kicks off again.

As soon as midfielder Hao Junmin got the ball, Chen Xing was a sliding tackle!

As Hao Junmin fell to the ground, Chen Xing stood up and raised his hands.

Indicated that he was going for the ball without any malice.

The referee held out his hand to indicate that the game should continue.

Hao Junmin stood up, and came to the sidelines to serve the ball depressed.

A throw ball was thrown to No. 17 Wang Gang, before the ball stopped!

Zhou Qiang came up directly and leaned on Wang Gang's back. Although he was small, Zhou Qiang's strength was still acceptable!

He Wei didn't know how to explain.

"The players of the Bhutan team seem to be a little angry? In this wave of physical confrontation, Zhou Qiang successfully got the football."

"Hey? Just hit the door?"

"It was a bit high, the ball flew out of the baseline, look at Yan Junlin's goal kick."

"Choose big foot to drive, Wu Xi catches the ball, Hao Junmin! Beautiful pass!"

The national football team seems to be intimidated by the people in Bhutan.

When receiving the ball this time, he almost didn't dare to dribble too much, and immediately distributed the ball.

The same is true for Hao Junmin. The moment he took the ball, he saw Chen Xing grinning and ran towards him, and hurriedly threw another kick straight to Wu Lei.

There is one less player in the frontcourt, and it is inevitable to be a little weak when organizing the offense.

Wu Lei faced the line of defense composed of pilots and surgeons alone, and this time he did not forcefully break through.

He is also afraid!

Originally, I didn't have many chances to play in the Spaniard. If this was scooped out, this season would basically be declared scrapped.

Exxon on the left took the ball and glanced depressed.

Nima, you are all afraid, you will bully me if you co-author?

Do you not regard naturalization as a human being?

There was almost nothing to worry about, Exxon turned around and sent the ball to Hao Junmin who stepped forward to grab the position.

"This..." He Wei forcefully explained, "The national football team seems to want to play a small game!"

"Hao Junmin goes forward, passes again, Wu Lei passes again! Passes again!"

"Beautiful! Su Chen strikes again!"

At the same time when the national football team fell back and forth, Su Chen waved his hand to signal Bhutan's defense to retreat to the goal position.

I am attacking again!

Exactly the same, Exxon was a little flustered. It was the shovel just now, which directly gave the opponent a goal, and saw Su Chen running out at an extremely fast speed.

In the blink of an eye, Exxon made a choice that he thought was fine.

"What??? Exxon, kicked the ball out of the sideline?"

"In the face of Su Chen's initiative, Exxon chose to kick the ball out of the sideline?"

The tone of the commentary was full of doubts.

The fans couldn't bear it anymore, everyone's goalkeeper was attacking, and you told me that you took the initiative to make a clearance for someone?

Many fans covered their faces in annoyance, and they no longer wanted to watch the situation on the field.

On the contrary, the group of college students became more and more excited, waving colorful flags and cheering for Su Chen.

The pilot came to the sidelines.

Throw the ball directly to Su Chen.

Before Su Chen could deliver the ball, the referee blew the whistle for the end of halftime!

It can be seen that the ten members of the national football team are relieved.

This Nima is too scary!

This group of people are like mad dogs. They shovel the ball when they see it in the midfield, regardless of whether it is a foul or not. They shoot when they see the ball in the frontcourt, regardless of whether they can score or not.

I'm speechless!

How can anyone play football like this?

Look at the Bhutanese Eleven on the other side, a group of people giggling and heading towards the locker room.

It's only halftime in the game, and it looks like it's won.

locker room.

Uncle Da broke in with a displeased expression on his face.

"Su Chen, I have something to tell you."

Su Chen looked at his teammates, got up and followed Uncle Da to the door.

"Miss said that if you put yourself in danger again, she will consider letting you take a good rest for a while."

Su Chen spread his hands.

"Uncle Da, please tell the boss."

"I won't do things I'm not sure about, please give me enough trust from her."

Seeing what Uncle Da wanted to say, Su Chen patted Uncle Da on the shoulder, "Ann, I'll go back and set up tactics for the second half!"

Watching Su Chen's disappearing back.

Uncle Da, a man in his fifties who hadn't watched a game, waved his arm inexplicably, "I'll beat Te Niang in the second half!"

Although a goal was scored in the first half, the atmosphere in the locker room in Bhutan was not very relaxed.

After Su Chen came back.

Everything that should be arranged has been arranged, but there was a small episode in the first half, which caused everyone to play a bit higher.

Especially Chen Xing, his physical strength was exhausted extremely quickly after several consecutive presses in the midfield.

"In the second half, we have to pick up our tactics!"

Su Chen pointed to the pilot and the surgeon, "You two, assist me in defense in front of the goal!"

"Chen Xing, the midfielder is responsible for receiving the pass. Once I attack, you go forward and cooperate with Chen Xing and Zhou Qiang!"

The three nodded vigorously.

"Others, the offensive end assists the offense!"

This is exactly the tactic Mourinho ordered for Su Chen.

In the game against Paris, Su Chen used his own strength to give this tactic a perfect answer!

Intermission is over.

Back to the game.

"Players from both sides entered the field again. It seems that everyone's mentality on the national football side has been adjusted, and they are much more energetic than in the first half."

"Bhutan, I don't know if they will use the bus to defend this goal in the second half, or they will continue to attack and produce more goals!"

Another commentator took over.

"During the intermission, I calculated it with He Wei."

"If the national football team loses to Bhutan in this game."

"Then at least get 3 points from Xulia in the next match, and score more goals against the other two teams in the group!"

"There is a theoretical possibility of qualifying. The national football team has to work hard!"

He Wei said, "That's right, this game is very important!"

"Chen Xing served in midfield and gave the ball to Sola, the No. 21 player of the Bhutan team."

"Huh? Send back?"

field.

Football just kicked off.

It passed back directly to Su Chen's feet.