Green Destroyer

Chapter 53 Unforgivable!

"The Chinese team scored a goal! The goal was..."

After a tense and exciting 86 minutes, the live broadcaster DJ finally pulled himself together, and he roared out with his loudest voice:

"Number 11, Chen... Hao!"
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"I'm 86 minutes late, don't think I will forgive you!"

Reporter Yang Yiming could clearly hear a fan behind him still cursing, but was soon overshadowed by another overwhelming noise:

"Chen Hao! Another one!"

"Chen Hao! One more!!!"
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Wu Lei standing near the center line is undoubtedly the closest Chinese player to Chen Hao.

But at this moment, the young striker felt that there seemed to be an unfathomable gap between himself and him!

Gao Lin, who had already been replaced in midfield, was immersed in dissatisfaction with the head coach, but at this moment, like other teammates, coaches, and staff, he couldn't help standing up!
At this moment, he and all the strikers finally realized one thing.

From now on, if I don't work hard, the striker of the national team... probably won't have a place for me! -
87 minutes and 10 seconds.

The two sides re-established their formation.

"Brother Hao, shall I help you attract defense?"

Wang Yongpo was the first to say so.

Born in 1987, he was 10 years older than Chen Hao, but at this moment, he almost didn't think about it, so he chose the most common address in Shandong...

Chen Hao, whose actual mental age is similar to Wang Yongpo's, didn't feel too awkward. He took a look:
"Don't rush too far. I remember you had a long shot. If the position is good, I will give you two chances."

Wang Yongpo was immediately elated, and quickly nodded like a chicken pecking at rice:
"Brother Hao, don't worry!"

After the kick-off, the South Korean team obviously had no plans to launch a strong attack. After all, they had replaced the forwards with their defensive midfielders. Because of the reckless flying shovel received a yellow card, he really didn't have the courage to attack in a short time.

So they started to backcourt, trying to consume the last 3 minutes, but the Chinese team did not let them get what they wanted.

With Chen Hao as the core, Yu Dabao and Sun Ke who also came off the bench, together with Wu Lei and Wang Yongpo, they launched a scramble within the Korean team's midfield!
Even a Korean player known for his endurance, in the last 3 minutes of the game, it is inevitable that his physical fitness will be exhausted and his reaction will slow down. This time, it is Kim Young-kwon who made the mistake!
At 88 minutes and 45 seconds, Sun Ke knocked Kim Young-gwon away with a tough fight, and the goalkeeper and other defenders of the South Korean team rushed towards him almost without hesitation!
Sun Ke, who was standing on the line of the penalty area, faced almost half of the empty goal. As long as he raised his foot... it seemed that he could score a goal!Be the hero of the whole country!
But he didn't shoot, and he unexpectedly swiped the ball to the side and back at the last moment!
After being sent off the court, Sun Ke did not stand still, but continued to run towards the penalty area, as if he had to continue to cooperate with his teammates!
But he knew better than anyone else that he might not be able to wait for the sharp thrust from behind!

But he still has to attract the defense of the South Korean team. As long as he can slow down their actions by 0.1 seconds, this run is worth it!

worth it.

Of course it's worth it!

The South Korean team's line of defense is nothing more than hastily put together, and it is impossible for everyone to remain calm and calm in the face of emergencies.

Sun Ke's firm advance made their minds loose so much that when Chen Hao appeared at the top of the arc in the penalty area, there was only a mere right back blocking his shot path!
The No. 11 striker didn't even need any adjustments, just a push of the arch of his foot!
An extremely fast arrow sticking to the ground!
2-2!

"Chen Hao outflanked in place! Shoot!"

He Wei's voice this time was even higher than it was a minute ago:

"The goal was scored! The Chinese team equalized the score! It was still Chen Hao who scored the goal! He scored twice in less than 3 minutes!"

Xu Yang was silent for three seconds, and then he laughed out of nowhere:
"He Wei, although there is no basis for saying this, I just think... maybe we can win?"
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From 86 minutes to 88 minutes, it took less than 3 minutes for the South Korean team to go from winning to conceding two goals in a row and losing a good game.

No one is willing to give up victory, even if it is an unimportant tasteless game.

Especially for stubborn Koreans!
Five years ago, in the East Asian Cup, they lost to the Chinese team coached by Gao Hongbo. That was also the only blemish on Korean football against Chinese football in the past 37 years!

Today, five years later, they are extremely eager to avenge their shame!
When the game restarted, the South Korean team suddenly pressed hard!
Even if they don't have a Zhengyin striker, they have to launch a thunderous strike!
"The South Korean team launched the final onslaught! The Chinese team retreated!"

He Wei couldn't help breathing urgently:

"National football team, hold on!"

However, Xu Yang exposed his old problems and habitually said a nonsense:
"The Chinese team should strengthen their defense, but at the same time they must not forget that offense is the best defense..."

The only one who didn't participate in the defense was Chen Hao, who played the shortest time and had the most energy.

He was standing in front of the 30-meter zone, watching his teammates bear the fierce attack of the South Korean team's desperate attack!

Zheng Zhi, Feng Xiaoting, Ren Hang, Ji Xiang, Wang Dalei...

I let you rest for 3 minutes, can't you even resist an attack?
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Can withstand it!

At 89 minutes and 51 seconds, maybe it was the 3-minute rest time that gave him enough strength, or maybe he was stimulated by the young players. Zheng Zhi, who had lost his position many times before, finally shined. plug!
Zheng Zhi, who had completed the steal, fell to the ground while maintaining a sliding shovel posture. Feng Xiaoting, who followed closely, looked up and took a long pass without hesitation!
Feng Xiaoting's pass flew over the head of his club teammate and defense partner Kim Young Kwon!
Even in the middle of the night, Wuhan in August is still sweltering and hot, but at this moment, Kim Young-kwon feels a chill rushing from his feet to his forehead!

He had already turned around immediately, trying to catch up to the high-speed flying football, but...another white figure had already crossed the center line first!

Kim Young-kwon, who was sprinting with all his strength, saw the numbers and letters on the back of the jersey!
"11"!
"CHEN H"!
Chen Hao, who had been ambushing in the middle circle for 1 minute, turned into a fierce tiger. How could the South Korean iron guard who had played for 90 minutes catch up? !

"Wow!"

The [-] spectators at the Wuhan Sports Center stood up almost simultaneously.

The previous cheers and shouts, and even the passionate drumming also fell into a short pause at this moment.

Even the sound of breathing is inaudible!

Everyone was staring at the white lightning on the green field!

They are afraid that if they blink, they will miss the most exciting picture!
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"Chen! Hao!"

He Wei tried his best to let out an explosive roar, but found that he was not suitable for this style at all, and almost strained his neck instead...

He could only temporarily hand over the task of commentary to Xu Yang:
"Chen Hao threw off the defense! He drove straight in! The goalkeeper abandoned the goal! Beautiful, beautiful!"

Under the watchful eyes of [-] spectators, the white lightning suddenly braked urgently at the arc top of the penalty area, and stabbed the football between the legs of Korean goalkeeper Kim Sung-kui!
Unprepared, Jin Chengkui reflexively wanted to close his legs, but he could only fall to the ground!
Supporting his body with one hand, Jin Chengkui barely turned his head, but saw the restarted Chen Hao take a lunge and catch up with the rolling football near the penalty spot.

Jin Chengkui's mind went blank.

He couldn't figure it out, since it was already empty door, why should Chen Hao go after him?

Then he figured it out quickly.

That damned No. 11 player stepped on the goal line, turned to the camera, smiled, shrugged, spread his hands, and then kicked the ball into the net with a flick of his ankle.

"Shua la la!"

The white net turned up white waves.

The red crowd in the stands also stirred up huge waves that soared into the sky!
"Chen Hao! Boom, boom! Beer!"

"Chen Hao! Boom, boom! Beer!"

The passionate drumbeat accompanied by the deafening cheers of 6 people.

The huge portrait belonging to Chen Hao buzzed in the evening wind in the middle of the night.

Standing under the goal, Chen Hao still had his arms outstretched, with only a haughty smile on his face.

Even if I only give Lao Tzu less than 5 minutes, I can reverse the game in minutes!

Yang Yiming also heard the fan behind him who had been cursing for two hours mumbling:
"Chen Ritian, I forgive you!"

(End of this chapter)