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Chapter 342 Control the Radicals!
The traffic was congested like never before, and fans came to the Galaxy Football Stadium from all directions.

Three hours before the game, fans hold tickets, line up, check tickets, and enter the gate of the stadium one by one.

Outside the stadium, vendors are everywhere. On the stalls, there are jerseys, bracelets, fan scarves, and team mascots of the City Youth Team, and jerseys, bracelets, fan scarves, and team mascots of the Tianshan Snow Eagle Youth Team. . .

"The jersey signed by the crazy God of War!" "The jersey signed by the God of Ecstasy!" , Vendors were selling their products, trying to exchange all the products into cash before the game started.

Zhou Yu, Zhou Yutong, Bi Jing, and Murthy came to the Galaxy Football Stadium together. The jerseys they wore were signed by Yuan Dongshuai, Xiao Zhiyong, and Yuan Dongshuai's head, and Xiao Zhiyong's head. They were definitely genuine products, not traders. Fakes in hand.

"Why doesn't the sun go down?" Bi Jing puffed her mouth and said, the parasol in her hand blocked herself and Zhou Yutong, preventing the sun from damaging their delicate cheeks.

"It's only 03:30 in the afternoon, the sun didn't set so early!" Zhou Yu took a camera and took pictures of the crowd and scenery on the football square.

"Strange! Why do most of the fans wear the jerseys of the Tianshan Xueying Youth Training Team? Fans wearing the jerseys of the City Youth Training Team account for a very small number?" Although Murthy is dull, his observation skills are not weak.

"Yeah! It feels weird. Why did the Galaxy Football Stadium suddenly become the home stadium of the Tianshan Xueying Youth Training Team?" Zhou Yutong browsed the photos she took. In the photos, there were groups of people hugging A group of fans of the visiting team, shoulder to shoulder, talking and laughing happily.

"Look, Uncle Dabanhu is coming to the stadium! Behind him, there are thousands of die-hard fans of the home team!" The arrival of Dabanhu brought back the fans of the home team, and immediately occupied the most eye-catching spot on the square. The position squeezed the visiting team fans to the side.

"Ho Ho Ho! Slaughter Eagle! Ho Ho Ho! Slay Eagle!..." Under the leadership of Dabanhu, thousands of fans of the home team carefully rehearsed and the uniform slogans resounded through the fan square!
"Let's go! Shout slogans together!" Zhou Yu greeted Zhou Yutong, Bi Jing, and Murthy, ran to Dabanhu, stood behind Dabanhu, followed the rhythm of the fans of the home team, and shouted slogans loudly .The two girls let go of their restraint and supported the city youth training team with loud voices!
Dabanhu and the die-hard fans behind him are a huge magnet. The magnetic field they emit covers the entire square and is scattered everywhere. Scattered fans of the home team are attracted to them and become part of the magnet.

In just 10 minutes, Dabanhu and the others gathered [-] fans of the home team!

"Slaughtering Eagles! Slaughtering Eagles! Slaughtering Eagles!..." The resounding slogan made the fans of the Tianshan Xueying Youth Team tremble with fear. If this was not the scene of the game, they would probably run away and no one would block them. Can't stand the threat of so many people Chi Guoguo!

The reporters who came from all over the place to interview had long been waiting for the hot scene to happen. Everything that was going on in the fan square could not escape their eyes.

The TV reporter brought the cameraman, the text reporter brought the cameraman, and the Internet reporter took the whole set of equipment, and rushed to the area where Dabanhu and the others were located!

"Friends in the audience! The game hasn't started yet, but the atmosphere is already quite hot! Behind me are the fans of the home team gathered together! They are declaring their sovereignty and telling the fans of the more visiting team that at the Galaxy Football Stadium, It's their territory!" The TV reporter stirred up the emotions of the audience.

Unwilling to be lonely, the Internet reporter found a fan of the home team: "Tell the majority of netizens, why did you join the battle cry group?"

"Buddhas strive for a stick of incense, and people strive for breath! We must support the urban youth training team, and we must not let the fans of the Tianshan Xueying youth training team get too proud!" The fan, who is a die-hard urban youth training team, said with puffy eyes , looks like a fighting chicken.

The text reporter was not far behind, and he wrote brilliantly: "The war is about to break out. This civil war in XJ has spread from inside the stadium to outside the stadium. The fans of the home team are using their actions to tell the fans of the visiting team: 'My home, I'm the ruler!'

Their actions are both inspiring and frightening.

The fans who fought side by side with the city youth training team were very excited.

Fans who are enemies with the city's youth training team are trembling with fear, and the two are unstable. . . "

At this moment, another loud slogan came out in the fan square: "Defend! Defend! Defend! We are the overlords of the XJ youth training!..."

The Tianshan Xueying Youth Training Team also has its own die-hard fans and its own fan association, so they are naturally indispensable in such a crucial game.

Hearing the roar of Dabanhu and the others, the president of the Tianshan Xueying Youth Training Fan Association couldn't sit still. He gnawed off the egg cake in his hand, pulled up the team, and rushed to the center of the fan square position, stood face to face with Dabanhu and the others, picked up the megaphone in their hands, and shouted the slogan: "Defend! Defend! Defend! We are the overlords of the XJ youth training!..."

Behind him are thousands of fans of the visiting team, and their voices are in unison: "Defend! Defend! Defend! We are the overlord of the XJ youth training!..."

"Ho Ho Ho! Slaughter Eagle! Ho Ho Ho! Slaughter Eagle!..." Dabanhu and the others were not to be outdone, they roared furiously!

"Friends in the audience! Anyone who has experienced military training knows that during the interval of military training, the instructor will organize a song between the phalanxes to improve the morale of the team! In the fan square of the Galaxy Football Stadium, fans of the home team and fans of the visiting team An alternative pull song, perhaps, it should be called a slogan more appropriately! The slogans keep coming and going, blowing the horn for the big battle!" The reporter explained while asking the cameraman to point the camera at the blushing and thick-necked fans of both sides!
After the fans of the visiting team had a backbone, those guerrillas scattered everywhere joined the regular army.

Ten minutes later, tens of thousands of fans of the visiting team gathered, more than double the number of fans of the home team.

The voice was very loud, and it attracted countless people who ate melons. They pointed and pointed: "Why don't these two groups fight?"

"Isn't it just a ball game? As for such a big battle?"

"Let's leave now, if they fight, fists won't have eyes!"

Some people leave, some people continue to watch the battle.

Those who leave are wise and safe, and those who continue to watch the battle are determined to watch the fight: "Stop shouting! Let's fight! Whoever has the biggest fist is the boss!"

"Fight! Fight! Fight!..." Hundreds of idlers gathered together to form the third force.

The situation was about to turn into a crowd brawl. More than a dozen police cars rang their alarm bells and flashed their lights, and quickly drove into the fan square. Hundreds of armed police and special police armed with anti-riot equipment separated the fans from both sides.

An armed policeman with the rank of colonel was the highest commander present. He shouted through a special loudspeaker: "Don't stay in the fan square, stop chanting, and enter the stadium with a ticket!"

The loudspeaker was connected to the broadcast on the police car, and the commander's voice overwhelmed everyone.

The powerful deterrence made all the fans silent, only a few radicals were still clamoring non-stop!

However, in the empty fan square, the yelling of a few people could not arouse the emotions of others.

Slowly, after about ten minutes, Dabanhu and the fans of the visiting team calmed down.

According to the commander's arrangement, line up and enter the venue with a ticket!

At the same time, the commander issued an order for hundreds of armed police to drive away the idle crowd.

"Hey, why don't you fight?" This group of people was driven away, and they sighed regretfully, as if they had missed the most exciting performance.

The commander, however, was very nervous. He used the walkie-talkie to issue an order to the security captain in the stadium: "The fans on both sides are too excited, step up patrols, and if you find some radicals, take them away immediately!"

Sometimes, the role of radicals is terrible. Under their instigation, docile sheep may also become cruel wolves.

Just like Germany during World War II, under Hitler's instigation, Germans became synonymous with cruelty, murderousness, and inhumanity!

Control the militants, the command of the commander is correct and timely!Because not long after he issued the order, someone made trouble, and before the situation expanded, the ten people who caused the trouble were taken out to talk!
(End of this chapter)