Green Dragon

Chapter 36 The Chinese Have No Offensive Talent?
"This is Ajax's counterattack!"

Just as De Jong turned around and completed the pass, Jansen, the guest commentator of Dutch TV, shouted regardless of 21:[-]:
"The rear gates of Sporting Lisbon are wide open!"

The commentator De Cour shook his head with a smile: "De Jong is too impatient. Although there are only two players in Sporting Lisbon's half, there is only Suarez in front of Ajax. What can he do alone? ..."

Then he suddenly bit his tongue.

The fiery gust of wind has blown up like no other!

The red and white lightning flashed across the midfield in just one sentence!
His partner Yang Sen popped out blankly: "My God..."
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In the TV broadcast footage, two left-behind players of Sporting Lisbon were half-turning and looking behind them with confused faces.

They half-turned in panic, and before they could take a step, the fiery red figure had rushed seven or eight meters away!

When they started to chase back, the distance between the two sides was further four or five meters!
The distance of thirteen or four meters is absolutely an insurmountable distance for a game like football.

What made them even more desperate was... after the first red lightning bolt, there was another figure also speeding up and chasing after it!
They couldn't even catch up! -
Luis Suarez gallops forward.

His breath was thick and fiery, and white air overflowed from his mouth and nose.

He is not a forward known for his speed, and Sim De Jong's long pass was not passed to him at all.

But he still gritted his molars and ran wildly.

Because just now, when the young teammate wearing the No. 8 jersey passed in front of him, he gave him a clear offensive gesture!

Crush it!

Crush it!

This is a fast charge for the two of them! -
Long Shute was running.

Compared with Suarez, who was barely able to catch up with him, he ran extremely smoothly.

If he is asked to run 70 meters with the ball, he will have at least a 70% chance of being caught up by the opponent in the middle, or he will miss the ball by himself.

But now he's just galloping off the ball!

This is what he does best!
He can have no scruples!

No one can stop him!
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"Ajax formed a counterattack in an instant!"

Perhaps it happened too suddenly, but Shao Shengyi's voice was as calm as before, almost without any emotional ups and downs.

It's no wonder that he is always criticized by the audience as "only memorizing manuscripts without passion"...

If it was his predecessors, whether it was Liu Jianhong or Duan Yixuan, regardless of whether Ajax would score in the end at this time, they would definitely scream loudly, instead of being rational and objective like they are now.

What's more... the figure that attracted the attention of the audience is their own compatriots!
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Niels Clyde, the on-site director of the broadcasting party, was slightly sweating for a moment.

Just now, he almost caused a live broadcast accident:
For as long as one second, none of his team reacted!
None of the cameras all over the stadium could accurately capture that lightning-like figure!
"Damn it! How could he run so fast!"

Clyde couldn't help complaining, then stared closely at the picture in front of him.

The figure as fast as a galloping horse and as fierce as a flame approached the 30-meter zone of Sporting Lisbon from the arc top of Ajax's penalty area in just two breaths!

Even though he has broadcast thousands of football matches, someone as experienced as Clyde couldn't help but hold his breath!
What a speed!
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If Clyde was just holding his breath, then Sporting Lisbon goalkeeper Rui Patricio's mind is now blank.

The Portuguese national team's substitute goalkeeper is in a difficult situation.

Since it was their own free kick just now, all the teammates were concentrated in the opposite half, so in order to appreciate it more clearly, his position is a bit forward.

And no one expected that... Ajax's counterattack was so simple and rude!
There is no such thing as a short pass between three or four people, and there is no such thing as a lonely hero carrying a football to pass five people in a row. It's just that one player kicks the ball forward with a big foot, and then the other person throws it away Feet crazy assault!

This is the simplest and most brutal way to attack!
This is also the most direct and quickest way to attack!
Patricio's first reaction when he first saw the ball flying high from the opposite side was to walk away and take possession of the ball - because he was probably the one closest to the pass people.

But when he just walked out of the restricted area, that group of violent and unbridled flames had already burned in front of him!
One is at the top of the arc of the 16.5-meter restricted area, and the other has advanced to the 30-meter area. The distance between the two is only ten meters!
Sime de Jong's pass finally ran out of steam.

Soaring nearly 60 meters in the air, the football fell from the air!
Long Shute extended his right foot to unload the ball!
He visibly felt a dip on his outer instep, and the ball bounced outwards!
"Oh! Long Shute made a mistake in stopping the ball!"

Shao Shengyi's passion that had not been brewed immediately cooled down, and he immediately felt sorry for his compatriots' low-level mistakes:
"This was originally a once-in-a-lifetime chance for a one-handed ball!"

Like his reaction, the [-] home fans at the Amsterdam Arena sighed in unison.

The originally enthusiastic singing voice suddenly disappeared at this moment.

Those who were looking forward to this counterattack seemed to have been poured cold water on their heads!
"Oh my God!" Vunong Anita, who was sitting on the bench, leaned hard on the back of the seat, "His stop... is so bad?!"

He didn't deliberately sarcastic because he was robbed of the starting position and was dissatisfied. It was really that Long Shute's performance this time was too abnormal.

Ajax's No. [-] player... stopped the ball three meters away!
"Ah ha ha……"

The commentator of the Dutch TV station, De Kuer, laughed a little out of composure. He patted his partner on the shoulder, and tears of joy welled up in the corners of his eyes:

"Storm, this is the first time I've seen such a bad stop! Chinese... Haha sorry, Chinese players can only do some dirty work of defensive interception and disrupting offense, they have no offensive talent at all!"

The guest commentator Yang Sen still remembered his identity. He coughed and explained for the players of the Dutch club Ajax: "This kind of long-distance pass is not easy to stop, and Long is a newcomer. , it is inevitable to feel nervous in such a big game as the Champions League qualifiers..."

Before his words fell, Dekuer's smile on the other side was still on the corner of his mouth, but their expressions suddenly became stiff.

Their eyes became dull in an instant!

Long Shute, who "stopped the ball three meters away", did not panic in the slightest, nor did he hold his head up to the sky and sigh, playing the role of a tragic hero who died before he could succeed. Stepping to the right, it took only two steps to catch up with the football again!
And because of this mistake in stopping the ball, he completely attracted the opponent's goalkeeper to the right side of the penalty area!

And the left side... is a large open belt!

Suarez, who was only a few steps behind, rushed forward!

Long Shute glanced at Patricio who was rushing towards him, and the corners of his mouth could not help but curl up.

Yep, that's certainly not a stoppage error!
That... was his current level of stopping the ball!

I am a Chinese who stops the ball three meters away!

But... I'm quick to react!
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Patricio's heart couldn't help but jump too.

A black shadow flashed in his eyes!
And then cast a trace of black despair!

That young number eight chose horizontal knocking!
Suarez pushes the empty goal straight!

Van Basten jumped straight up!

Paolo Bento closed his eyes in pain!

The suspense of this competition... is over!

(End of this chapter)