Green Dragon

Chapter 233 Attack by One Person

"Ah? Long Shute has started to warm up? Is he going to stand up in this desperate situation?"

Liu Jianhong was habitually pessimistic and negative:

"But now it has been more than 70 minutes, and there is not much time left for him. In addition, he has almost no time to get in touch with his teammates. I am afraid it will be difficult to cooperate..."

If Long Shute could hear his worry, he would burst out laughing.

Cooperate?

Are you kidding me?
Playing with the best player in the Champions League final and the best 11 players in the Champions League?

How much courage is that?
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Cao Yunding's red card happened in the 72nd minute. Long Shute started to warm up after that, but until the 78th minute, he was still warming up...

Li Bing looked helplessly at the fourth official, but the Iranian could only shrug at him.

"Ah... We had expected that the Chinese team might face many difficulties, but we underestimated our opponents again..."

Liu Jianhong shook her head again and again.

Xu Yang beside him let out a long sigh:

"The Oman team is obviously also very afraid of Long Shute, so they have been playing in the backcourt, so that there will be no dead ball, and Long Shute cannot come off the bench. Although there is no problem with this tactic, but...it is really shameless. "

Xu Pianertang, who has always regarded himself as neutral and objective, finally chose a correct path. He stood on the side of Chinese fans...
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Fortunately, even for Barcelona, ​​it is impossible to complete a 90-minute game with the ball under their feet from start to finish.

In the 81st minute, the Oman team, which was in a physical condition, finally lost the ball - they used a lot of strength in the pass process and kicked the ball out of bounds...

After 9 minutes of warm-up, Long Shute finally set foot on the turf of the game and started his first Olympic team game.

"Okay, Long Shute has finally appeared on the stage. I believe that many fans will stick to the TV just to watch him..."

Liu Jianhong accidentally told the truth, he coughed quickly, and continued:

"We all know that Long Shute's sharpest weapon is his lightning speed. He also relied on this trick to kill Real Madrid, Milan, Barcelona, ​​Liverpool, and Manchester United. I hope he can let us see in the next time something different..."

Everyone was looking forward to seeing Long Shute kill the Quartet as soon as he came on the field, but the Chinese captain didn't seem in a hurry.

He even signaled to the referee not to resume the game, and then he walked slowly towards his goal in the eyes of millions of TV viewers.

"Uh……"

Liu Jianhong was dumbfounded.

Li Bing was also dumbfounded.

Yu Hongchen and Li Xiaoguang were equally dumbfounded.

Millions of Chinese fans want to smash the TV:

We have one less person to fight now?
What hammer are you doing? !

The Oman team is very happy:
Of course they hope that the Chinese captain will spend all the remaining 10 minutes walking, and then the game will enter 30 minutes of overtime. The Chinese team with one less player will definitely be at a complete disadvantage in terms of physical fitness!
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"Relax a little bit, can a mere Oman make us worry?"

The dragon captain shouted to his teammates while walking.

Then he came in front of the goalkeeper and pointed to the captain's armband on Wang Dalei's arm:

"Brother, can you give me that thing?"

Wang Dalei opened his mouth, then quickly pulled off the armband and handed it to the real captain.

That's right, Long Shute acted so calmly just to pretend...

Now he's loaded and ready to play.
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Long Shute's coercion is not purely for pretending, because he has noticed that the players of the Chinese team are facing the danger of physical exhaustion.

At the 78th minute, Zheng Zheng was the first to suffer from cramps, and it was Zheng Zheng who was replaced by Long Shute.

He used a 1-minute walk to buy valuable rest time for his teammates, and at the same time conveyed his tactical orders to the main members.

"Give me the ball, and then you all go back to the half court," the captain who had just appeared on the field said in an unquestionable tone, "You don't have to worry about the offense!"

Then he got the ball.
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In Oman's stadium, on the TV screen, there was a picture that made everyone unbelievable.

Chinese captain Long Shute received a throw-in from his teammates from the wing, and then his teammates retreated like a tide, leaving him alone near the center line!
In the commentary room, Liu Jianhong and Xu Yang looked at each other.

In the stands behind the bench, Yu Hongchen and Li Xiaoguang were very dissatisfied.

Because in their lack of imagination, they can only think that this is a manifestation of the team's internal strife!
Those players must be dissatisfied with a rookie taking their place!

After all... Zhang Linpeng, the only player who played in the Asian Cup with Long Shute, has been injured. Those young people on the field don't care if you are the captain of the senior team or not!

How unpopular is Long Shute?
Among the ten teammates... not a single one is willing to stand by his side!
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When they saw that the Chinese team retreated collectively and only left Long Shute, who had just played, in the middle circle, the players of the Oman team were not only slightly surprised, but also had some inexplicable smiles.

This new guy... must have been fooled by the heat in Oman, right?

What is he doing standing there alone? !

Due to the big difference in the appearance of East and West Asians, Oman players really have no way to recognize Long Shute, not to mention that in this kind of qualifiers, players do not have their own names behind them, and even their numbers will not be fixed...

They have no idea who this guy who just played is.

Then... Long Shute also retreated.
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"Shh!"

There was a harsh booing from the stands.

Oman fans can't stand it anymore.

Because the captain of the Chinese team flinched back with the football!
Is that person still a man?

Why are you so unkind? !
The Chinese team and the Oman team were at a loss at the same time.

Long Shute retreated more than ten meters, and stopped near 35 meters from his own side. Then he stepped on the football under his feet, stretched out his left hand, and gave a disdainful hook to the Oman players on the opposite side, posing a A provocative pose.

Do you dare to come up?

Oman's two strikers glanced at each other, neither taking the first step.

They are not fools, everyone knows that guy wants to arouse his anger, and then make a gap in their lineup...

Now that he knew the other party's intentions, why would he choose to be fooled?

The Oman players just stood there, watching Long Shute perform alone, but didn't have any intention of grabbing.

They felt that this boring one-man performance would soon end, and the Chinese team was bound to press heavily to launch an attack.

But they were wrong.

The players of the Chinese team seemed calmer than them. Everyone stood behind Long Shute, completely unresponsive.

Only Long Shute moved.
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"Is this... an attack by one person?"

Liu Jianhong was so surprised that she couldn't close her mouth from ear to ear.

He had never seen such an attack.

Fighting the entire line of defense alone? !
Captain China... is he crazy?
Even Maradona and Pele at their peak, even any superstar, would not launch such a suicidal attack when the opponent's lineup is complete! -
But Long Shute did just that!

He started to dribble the ball in the half court area of ​​the Chinese team, and when he crossed the center line, his whole body had turned into a white shadow.

The first line of defense composed of the two strikers of the Oman team was purely useless. It was like a thin white paper in front of his speed, and it broke into pieces with a light blow!
But... what does it matter?

Our defense is just a show. Even if you pass us ten thousand times, you can't break through the teammates behind us!

The two strikers thought so, and then turned around.

They saw that white shadow suddenly turned into lightning!

Long Shute abruptly carried a midfielder of the Oman team to the front of the penalty area with the ball!
The Oman player obviously grabbed Long Shute's jersey with both hands, but he still couldn't hold back the opponent's progress!Even his whole body was forcibly dragged by him to run wildly together!
"Bah!"

Long Shute's body suddenly lightened, and he suddenly felt a faint coolness around his waist.

He didn't have time to worry about these things, he just flicked the ball and took a step sideways, shaking Oman's central defender staggering, and then swung his right foot!
"Oh!"

Sparks seemed to splash out from Long Shute's right foot, and another black and white cannonball flew from the front of the white lightning!
The Oman goalkeeper only had time to take a step to the right when he felt his goal shake slightly.

"Boom!"

That black and white cannonball... just rubbed against the post and blasted into the goal he was guarding!

Chinese team 2-0!

The total score is 2-1!

(End of this chapter)