Interstellar Industrial Age

"I heard that the Martians are going to have a friendly match with the German tanks~"

"real or fake?"

"Really, now the news has been released, the time and place of the game have been set, it is at the Mercedes-Benz Arena in Germany."

"The German tank is one of the top teams in the world, and the French have just been slaughtered. Where does this Martian come from? It will be ugly if you don't get kicked 8-0."

"I don't know. It is said that the Martians came up with it first. It must be a bit of a real level. I think at least it should not be worse than the national football team."

"No matter what the level is, I have to support anyway. It's all our descendants of Yan and Huang. I'm rubbing it. I can't make it to the World Cup. Now that I can compete with the German tank, I must support it~"

"Brothers, do you have a link to buy tickets? Please send one. In addition, I will promote more, at least hundreds of thousands of reports to support it."

"Brother, you can go to various groups to promote, I will be responsible for the tickets."

At this time, during the World Cup, football was originally a very hot topic, with a developed economy and a high standard of living, and they were all young people who grew up in the new era. Almost everyone was a fan and a sports enthusiast.

The news that the Martian is about to challenge the German tank at Mercedes-Benz is also missing.

It's better in other places. On Huaxia's side, the passion of all football fans was instantly ignited.

Huaxia fans are the cutest people in the world.

For his own national team, it is a deep love and hatred.

Even though I scolded every day, everywhere, and I scolded anything and everything, no matter what, everyone should scold them, because the national football team is really a muddy mud that can’t support the wall. Go, any team from any country can blow up the national football team.

You can also boast for a long time beating a small country's national team. Every time you can't win, it's because the quality of the field is poor, the weather is bad, or you blame your teammates for not passing the ball to your feet, in short, all kinds of things. They can find the reason.

It made the fans heartbroken, so many people vowed never to watch the national football game again, and they no longer paid attention to the national football team.

But in fact, everyone really hates iron not turning into steel in their hearts.

Everyone thinks that they can cheer for their own national team at the World Cup. We will cheer as much as we can when we win, and we can cry together when we lose.

Wanting to see the red flag rising on the pitch, we sang that common song together, shoulder to shoulder and hand in hand.

However, it is such a small simple wish that fans have been waiting for almost a century, and the national football team has still not been able to enter the World Cup. Even now that the World Cup has been changed to a 64-team competition, it is still unable to enter.

This makes the fans want to drown those white chickens with saliva, but in their hearts, they always look forward to the emergence of hope and miracles.

Now, Xinghan dared to take the initiative to challenge the German tank, which made countless fans excited again.

From everyone's point of view, this Xinghan and himself are a family. They have a common ancestor, a common culture, and a common language. Almost everyone has relatives and friends in Xinghan and Mars.

Now Xinghan is fighting against German tanks. This is his own person, so he must fully support it.

The fans were excited and continuously conveyed the news to their friends. Tickets were almost sold out in a blink of an eye. Then one ticket was hard to come by, and the price was soaring. Even the tickets for the virtual broadcast world were sold in a very short time. It was sold out, and the fans of Huaxia fully showed their enthusiasm this time.

The time soon came to the day of the game.

Here in the Mercedes-Benz Arena, more than 300,000 fans from China have entered the stadium early, put on red shirts, and waved the flags in their hands, the flag of Xinghan and the red flag, to the entire Mercedes-Benz Arena. The Benz Arena turned into a sea of ​​red.

"Raul, you are the captain, wait and tell everyone, don't let the Martians lose too badly, after all, it's a friendly match, and they came all the way from Mars, so let them score a goal. Two goals."

In the locker room of the German tank, Wells had people come over to say hello in advance.

The football level of Chinese people is the object of jokes all over the world. It is incredible that a country with a population of more than 1 billion cannot find 11 people to play football.

So Wells is also guessing that the level of football on the Martian side is similar. After all, it has only been immigrated to Mars for more than 20 years, and there will definitely not be much changes.

I can't let the Martians lose too badly on my side. After all, it's a friendly match. Friendship comes first, and competition comes second.

"I understand, I'll tell everyone."

Captain Raul nodded, then turned to inform his teammates.

To be honest, they are not very willing to play this friendly match, because they have already entered the final, and the next thing to concentrate on is the World Cup final.

They don't want to waste their energy on the ball game with the Martians, the Hercules Cup is their goal.

But there is no way. In this friendly match, you have to play, and you have to play if you don't play. Moreover, according to Lin Ye's request, all the main players must be on the team. You must go all out, and you can't perfunctory things.

Now the top is telling everyone to let the water go, which is naturally the best, anyway, just kick it casually, don't let the opponent lose too ugly.

On the other side, in the locker room of the Xinghan team, Lu Qingwei looked at the immature young men in front of him. These young men were all very young, that is, in their early 20s. A new generation that grew up on Mars.

Sports on Mars is also very developed. Almost everyone is a sports enthusiast, and football is a sport that everyone likes.

However, the difference between Mars and Earth is that there is no professional league on Mars, and everyone is more of a community match, a city match, and the like, so all kinds of sports events have nothing to do with economic interests. relation.

Everyone likes this sport, so they sign up for the competition. Everyone celebrates after winning the competition. There are no financial rewards or anything. Everything is purely a hobby.

Lin Ye proposed a football game this time, and it was very simple to find people. There were thousands of people in the team that followed Lin Ye, and there were a lot of good football players. If you look for it, you will immediately form a football team and prepare to fight against Germany. The car is over.

"Guys, you have all seen that this German tank is the top team on the planet. It is the favorite to win this World Cup, and now it has reached the final."

"It's a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to play against such top football."

"Our sports on Mars are all business and hobby sports, but they are professional sports, and there will definitely be a gap, so I don't have high requirements for you, and it doesn't matter whether you win or lose, as long as you try your best, you can score one or two goals. That's it."

Lu Qingwei's voice is very loud and powerful. He is too aware of the strength of German tanks, because he is also a fan of German tanks since he was a child.

"Have you seen more than 300,000 compatriots in the stadium?"

"They are very excited, they are constantly shouting, they are waiting for you to give them a breath."

"You represent our Xinghan, our Mars, and even our descendants of Yan and Huang, so I hope everyone can go all out to give our descendants of Yan and Huang a tone of voice, and tell everyone that our descendants of Yan and Huang can also play football well. ."

Lu Qingwei pointed to the Huaxia fans who were constantly shouting outside and said that his words also made the new generation of Martians present couldn't help clenching their fists.

Before playing football on Mars, everyone fought for their own community and their own city, but this time they were able to represent Mars, Xinghan, and the descendants of Yan and Huang. Everyone felt that the blood in their bodies began to boil. burn up.

"Go~"

Soon, the time for the game came, and Lu Qingwei also patted these guys on the shoulder. To be honest, he didn't have much confidence in his heart.

Although I often watch football games on Mars, I know that everyone on Mars is doing well, but this time they are facing German tanks. Yes, not handpicked from the Martian side.

In Lu Qingwei's heart, as long as he can score one or two goals, that's fine. At least it can be worthy of the hundreds of thousands of Huaxia fans watching the game.

Players from both sides walked slowly into the stadium. Nearly 100,000 local fans from Germany also came, and the scene also began to think of the loud bugle sound of German chariots.

But soon, the voice was covered by the voices of 300,000 Huaxia fans at the scene. As soon as the Xinghan team in black shirts came out, the scene immediately exploded.

The national anthem of Xinghan rang over and over again in the Mercedes-Benz Arena, making people seem to be under the starry sky, looking at the starry sky, imagining the future, stepping on the starlight, looking for the beautiful scenery on the other side of the starlight.

The virtual broadcast world is also very lively, because there are too many people watching, so it is divided into many groups. Every virtual broadcast world is overcrowded, and countless people are constantly shouting for their compatriots from Mars.

At this moment, there are no Martians, Xinghan people, Huaxia people, etc. Everyone knows that at this moment, everyone has only one common identity, that is, the descendants of Yan and Huang, that is the descendant of the dragon, that is China Children!

PS: The second chapter is delivered, you know, there are snacks today~~

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