Chapter 47 Massacre! Massacre! Massacre!(1/2)
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The ball roared and flew into the upper right corner of the goal. Zhang Yuming shot angrily. The Chinese team took the lead in just 3 minutes of the game.
"The ball has entered!"
"The ball has entered!"
"The ball has been scored! Zhang Yuming! He scored his sixth goal in this cup."
Huang Jianxiang roared in the live broadcast room, and his suppressed emotions burst out at this moment.
Zhang Yuming, who scored the goal, rushed straight to the stands of hundreds of Chinese fans, raising his arms high to celebrate wildly. The teammates behind him swept through the clouds and drowned him. Only goalkeeper Li Jian was still roaring on the goal line...
This goal came so timely that the boos from Vietnamese fans were still vivid in their minds, and anger was burning on every Chinese player.
This war,
It's far from stopping!
At this moment, nearly 20,000 Vietnamese fans shut up, and the Chinese team scored a goal before they even sat in the hot spot.
After a few dozen seconds, the stadium became noisy again, and Vietnamese fans began to express dissatisfaction with the players.
"If they lose the game, they should be shot!"
"At home court! Don't insult this sacred jersey!"
“…”
The short and strong Vietnamese coach Li Yunxiang squirted a lot on the sidelines, obviously not satisfied with the goal conceded, and probably similar to what Vietnamese fans said. The Vietnamese in this era especially like to pull the hatred between the people of the two countries...
Beep
The Vietnamese players on the court tried to show their strength under the roar of 20,000 fans, and soon fouled against Zhang Yuming, who had just scored, and the Chinese team got a chance to set the ball in the frontcourt.
Zheng Zhi directly sent the ball to the back point of the Vietnamese penalty area, and Wang Peng jumped high and shook his head to attack!
Outstanding the crowd!
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The ball came out against the post and was fighting for the top of the high ball. Vietnamese players were at an absolute disadvantage. If Wang Peng hadn't missed the main position, he would have probably entered the ball.
"Everyone pressed a little more."
Zheng Zhi spoke on the court, "Press up."
Although Vietnamese players really want to play the ball, the Chinese team's formation forced them to play the ball. The result of playing the ball was naturally tragic, and the Chinese team won the ball again.
Zheng Zhi once again split the right side, Zhao Junzhe took the ball again, and the ball fell into the Vietnam penalty area again.
Bang
This time Zhang Yuming tilted the ball.
Starting from the 6th minute, a meteor shower began to fall in Vietnam's penalty area, which made the Vietnamese team's defense lose its temper. Although the overall formation was completely shrinking, it could not prevent the Chinese team from sending the ball to the penalty area...
In the 15th minute, the Vietnamese team could no longer withstand the high-altitude bombing of the Chinese team. The Chinese team finally scored the second goal. After receiving Zhao Junzhe's pass again, Wang Peng finally pushed the ball in. The huge height disadvantage left the Vietnamese team's defender with no way at all.
"2:0, the Chinese team gained the advantage of two goals. Wang Peng and Zhang Yuming were like college students bullying middle school students in the Vietnamese penalty area. They were completely crushing. They should seize more opportunities and strive to score more goals."
"Two goals are not enough, we need more goals!"
Just 3 minutes later, while the Vietnamese players had not yet come back to their senses, this time Huang Yong made a cross from the left, Zhang Yuming also scored with a header, and he scored twice, and the total number of goals in this cup also reached 7 goals.
The Vietnamese team fell behind three goals, and the Vietnamese fans in the stands were already as quiet as a cicada. They did not expect that the game today would be like this. After winning against Myanmar, Nepal and the Philippines in the group stage, they believed that the Vietnamese team could compete with the Chinese team, but the result...
"If you can't win, can't you destroy them?"
"Take your spirits!"
"Fuck them!"
The fans all looked fierce and wanted to jump off the court and go on the battle themselves.
Many Vietnamese fans were naked with their black upper bodies, their fists creaked. Finally, they discovered the Chinese fans in the stands.
It seemed that when they found an opponent to vent, they almost felt that the powder barrel was about to explode.
At the same time, the Chinese team's fierce attack has not stopped.
High-altitude bombing was not the only way for the Chinese team. In the 28th minute, Zheng Zhi organized an offense in the backcourt and played a wall-to-wall-like cooperation with Huang Yong. Then he took the ball and came to the front of the Vietnamese penalty area. Suddenly, Zhao Junzhe, who was inserted on the right, rolled the ball into the Vietnamese team's penalty area, and shot the goal with his right foot, scoring his first goal in the National Olympic Team.
“4:0!”
“4:0!”
"Just 28 minutes into the first half, the Chinese team scored four goals. They went crazy and completely crazy!"
"Maybe there is a higher score than Malaysia."
"At this moment, perhaps every Chinese player is filled with anger, and they are coming out with their actions."
"Oh, the Vietnamese fans in the stands started to make trouble. They kept throwing mineral water bottles at the Chinese fan zone. Oh my God, it's so scary. If you can't afford to lose, you start to make trouble!"
"Chinese fans must be careful,"
Fortunately, Vietnam's stadium security work is still very good. In order to ensure the normal progress of the game, the special nature of this game was considered before the game. Five hundred Vietnamese People's Liberation Army quickly isolated Chinese fans, and did not cause further damage to Chinese fans.
But the atmosphere became more tense than before.
The Chinese players who celebrated their return also saw this scene, but Zheng Zhi, who was red-eyed, spoke in the middle circle.
"Brothers!"
"continue!"
"I don't believe they dare to tear us here."
"But we will surely tear them!"
"Or we would have no shame to return to the country!"
Everyone's eyes were at each other, and at this moment, everyone's thoughts were unprecedentedly consistent!
The game was held again, and Vietnamese players rebeled dyingly and made consecutive fouls in the midfield and backcourt, trying to stop the Chinese players from taking a fierce offensive pace.
But in the 43rd minute, Zheng Zhi took the ball with his back on the middle, alertly pulled the ball horizontally and then sent a straight pass to Huang Yong, and Huang Yong pulled the ball straight into the upper left corner of the goal with his left foot.
5:0!
At the end of the first half, the Chinese team led the Vietnam team 5:0.
Horton and Zhu Guanghu both wiped the cold sweat from their foreheads at the same time. The score was exciting and exciting, and it made people feel worried. They were really worried that if the Vietnamese fans in the stands rushed down, if nearly 20,000 Vietnamese fans jumped down, how could those hundreds of People's Liberation Army be able to withstand it?
Fortunately, when we entered the player channel, the number of soldiers in the stadium was increasing...
While in the locker room, a staff member wearing Vietnamese uniform came to knock on the door of the Chinese team and immediately called Zhu Guanghu away.
Everyone felt very strange at that time, why would Vietnamese people come to find Zhu Guanghu at this time?
A few minutes later, Zhu Guanghu walked back and saw the doubts in everyone's eyes.
"The people from the event organizer said that we don't have to worry, they have sent more staff to ensure the game is going well."
"Don't worry, kick it bravely, and you must bring glory to the motherland! Don't worry about it!"
"If you don't want to play, apply for the end now!"
call,
These words instantly made the disciples raise their chins and straighten their chests.
The end?
Something is nothing!
Poor Holden didn't understand, and he looked at the translator.
The translation is not a fool, he immediately translated: "Director Zhu said, telling everyone to protect themselves and not be hurt."
"oh……"
In the second half, the massacre continues...
In the 56th minute, Vietnam's offense was cut off. Zheng Zhi launched a long pass in the backcourt, and the ball directly found Zhang Yuming. Zhang Yuming headed the ball and Wang Peng scored it in one shot and completed the hat trick.
6:0!
Then Sui Xiliang replaced Li Yin and Xu Yunlong replaced Zhao Junzhe.
"call,"
Huang Jianxiang breathed a long sigh of relief, "The Chinese team finally stopped the army and it seems that they will not attack again."
But he was wrong.
Xu Yunlong, after this fierce young man came up, his attack on the right did not weaken, but instead became even more powerful.
The continuous right sprints left the Vietnamese left the left back.
In the 75th minute, Zheng Zhi's penetrating oblique plug allowed Xu Yunlong to easily get the ball and rush into the Vietnamese team's penalty area.
Bang
To be continued...