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Chapter 260 Iron-Blooded Zhang Han, Thirteen Needles in One Breath

A player fell to the ground!When he got up, there was a big hole in his head, and he was bleeding out continuously.

Yes, this player is Zhang Han. During a counterattack opportunity of the Chinese team, he fell to the ground in the penalty area of ​​the German team to attack the goal, but accidentally hit the studs of the German defender Merdesacker. There was a big gash above his eye.

The ball did not enter the goal, and rolled out of the bottom line due to the scramble between the two sides. Seeing Zhang Han's terrifying blood running down the corner of his eyes, the referee Mo Ke was shocked, and hurriedly stopped the game and called him out. come over.

"You, are you really okay?"

Seeing that Zhang Han looked all right, with a strange expression on his face, he asked in shock.

"Me, what's wrong with me?"

Zhang Han was also very strange, and asked back with a bewildered expression.

"Don't you hurt? Your face!"

Mo Ke pointed to the corner of Zhang Han's left eye, and said with trembling lips.

"Mom!"

When the team doctor came to check Zhang Han who was sitting on the turf, the excitement and excitement passed, and he finally felt the burning pain in the wound, and he took a breath.

"Do you want a substitution? His injury is serious and needs stitches."

A team doctor checked Zhang Han, and when he saw the shocking cut, he was speechless unconsciously. He felt very painful, so he asked Rogers, the head coach of the Chinese team, who had a bad face next to him.

Rogers is very good at coming. According to the general situation, Zhang Han's injury must be stitched up, but he knows that now, he must seek Zhang Han's opinion.

"No! Just sew it here!"

Zhang Han, whose face was covered in blood and looked a little scary, shook his head and said, when he moved his neck, he grinned in pain because he pulled the wound on his head.

When he really started to sew, Zhang Han felt the piercing pain, and his hands tightly grasped the turf, but he still trembled from the pain.

This is suture without anesthesia!In fact, even he himself didn't know that it was a heartache to be able to endure such pain with so much courage from him.

"Oh my god! I'm so excited!"

When Zhang Han was stitched up and went on stage again with a band of gauze on his head, he was still afraid for a while. Thinking of the pain just now, he still felt chills all over his body.

"What a man! A man of iron and blood!"

At this time, Rogers, who was behind Zhang Han, trembled all over his body, his voice changed, and he said.

"Thirteen injections! No anesthetic was used, only some cold analgesic aerosol!" The team doctor who treated Zhang Han's wound also said in shock.

"With such players, there is hope for our Chinese team!" Seeing Zhang Han's tall, steel-like back, he suddenly felt his nose a little sour and his eyes dim.

"Boss, are you alright!"

When Zhang Han returned to the field, the game officially started, and the players all ran over to greet him.

"It's okay, how can it be okay? I'm seriously injured."

The expression on Zhang Han's face was so fake that others could tell that he was faking it, but none of them exposed him on the spot, but went up to give him the warmest hugs.

Of course, if one person hugs too much and delays the game too much, the referee will have a lot of opinions, so only Balotelli and Altman went up to express it.

Balotelli said when he said: "Boss, don't work so hard, you know? The ball just now, you did it too dangerous."

"Yes, it's very dangerous. It almost hurt your eyes." Altman said in agreement.

"I know!" Zhang Han didn't say anything, he waved his hand, signaling his teammates to disperse and return to his position.

For some reason, when the game started again, Zhang Han, with a gauze on his head, felt that he was very vigorous, and he had the drive to kick better and better.

In the following time, after the Chinese team made substitution adjustments and replaced Muntari with Bo Yang, Loew's expression on the sidelines suddenly changed.

Congratulations to Loew, he guessed it right. In the last 5 minutes of the game, including 10 minutes of stoppage time, he saw the windy Chinese team.

Afterwards, some experts analyzed and said that the Chinese team actually defeated the mighty German team in the last 10 minutes.

That's right, in the last 10 minutes, due to Bo Yang's playing, the Chinese team's dual-core team started up again and fully controlled the game. Under the stormy offensive, the exhausted German team was precarious.

Finally, with just one minute left in stoppage time, Zhang Han pushed the ball through Neuer's hands into the net with his injured head.

Due to the force of the shot, Zhang Han's wound opened again, and the oozing blood stained a large area of ​​the gauze red.

"GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAL!!!" The commentary burst into powerful cheers.

"Zhang Han, Zhang Han finally scored a goal, he, he decided the game!" Seeing the Chinese players under the instigation of the Iron Blood Captain, the momentum was like a rainbow, playing a real bloody game, the commentary sound seemed to be infected.

Zhang Han didn't move, he stood there with a silly smile, and greeted his teammates who stepped forward to hug him. At this time, there was warm applause from the stands.

This applause not only came from Chinese fans, but also from German fans and local South African fans. They are all witnesses of history.

At the end of the game, Zhang Han put his injured head on the ball again, and then the ball, the violently spinning ball flew into the goal guarded by Neuer, but, but before that, the referee had already The whistle blew to end the game.

Hearing the final whistle, the German players felt a sense of relief. Some fell to the turf, some showed pain on their faces, and some burst into tears, but they were all the same in one thing. Yes, the loser is convinced, and the loser has respect in his heart.

One, one with gauze on his head, the image of incomparable bravery was imprinted in their minds, maybe, maybe it would become their lifetime nightmare.

On the sidelines, near the Bayern goal, German captain Lahm shook his head.He knew very well in his heart that the German team was really defeated, and there was no fluke at all. Although their head coach had expected that the Chinese team would counterattack at the last moment, under such a conspiracy, the German team worked hard. , and still lost.

The rhythm of the whole game was very fast, and the German team had no time to rest. Perhaps even if the Chinese team did not defend and counterattack, it would be difficult for them to win the game, because with the guy with the gauze on his head, the Chinese team formed a An exceptionally tough ethos that few teams can beat.

When the German captain sighed, the players of the Chinese team also cheered up. They went to the fan area to celebrate, thanking the fans for their infinite support!

This night, in the country, countless people witnessed Zhang Han's iron blood and Zhang Han's resilience. Their emotions were too complicated, from anger to being completely conquered, and they were moved. In short, this moment will always be imprinted in In their hearts, it has become an eternal memory and a heroic legend told by countless people to their younger generations.

　The mule's iron blood is just for show!But Zhang Han is real, just kidding!Don't take it seriously, I just don't know if anyone actually sewed stitches on the field, this is a loophole!This is true!On the court that year, the author was also injured, but he didn't know the pain at the time, but later, the pain was terrible!

　　
　
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