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Beep beep beep! !

Heavy breathing, burning lungs, aching heart and heavy feet.

These are telling the players in Croatia and Germany that they have exhausted everything.

But...the game is not over!

120 minutes, 90 minutes of regular season + 30 minutes of overtime are over.

They are about to usher in the most brutal penalty shootout!

There are no tactics!

Some are just pure technical and mentality competitions!

The reason why the penalty shootout is cruel is because any goal or goal lost will end in the simplest way.

This requires players to use their fighting spirit, courage, skills and even everything they have accumulated.

"Cheer up! We can do it! It's the last step. Believe in yourself and our team!"

In front of the Croatian coaching bench, Suker shouted encouragement.

He took a sip of water, rinsed his mouth, and then spat it out.

"Boss!" Suk looked at Van Steyak and said; "Announce the order of free throws!"

At this moment, everyone's hearts were extremely heavy.

In a cruel fight where penalty kicks decide everything, this is a heavy psychological pressure on oneself and the opponent.

Vansteyak nodded, walked to the middle with his notebook under his arm, and said loudly:

"Before announcing, I want to say something first!"

Everyone fell silent.

The cheers at the scene were still fierce, so Van Steyak had to shout almost at the top of his lungs.

"From the group stage to now, you have all played great. You have faithfully completed the tactical instructions I gave and have come here together. No matter what the result is, we will face it together!"

"Remember, we are a whole, no one will back down, I will take my own responsibility, and you need to do the same!"

Listening to Van Stryak's words, Bilic murmured: "It's my responsibility~"

"First of all, I need to thank you. I have never thanked you enough, but now I want to tell you that you are the best team I have ever met!"

"We created miracles together in the 2008 European Cup."

The corners of the Croatian players' mouths turned up slightly as they thought of that wonderful summer.

"And now, we won't fall here either!"

Vansteyak's voice was sonorous and powerful, which also made everyone's eyes become determined.

"Show up your courage and your fighting spirit!"

"Guys! You are lucky, no one can beat us in the penalty shootout, because the children who survived the Kosovo war are favored by the goddess of luck!"

Vansteyak slapped his chest hard and said loudly:

"Think about the tens of thousands of fans at the scene, and the 4 million hometown elders watching this game through TV cameras in our hometowns. They are everything we are fighting for!"

"Believe in yourself! Don't leave any regrets to yourself, show up with courage and face the challenge head-on!"

Van Steyak shouted: "Victory belongs to Croatia!"

In an instant, everyone roared.

"Victory belongs to Croatia!!!"

"Very good." Looking at the Croatian players whose eyes were full of fighting spirit, Van Steyak nodded and put the notebook on his arm in front of him.

"First, first penalty taker."

Everyone's heart sank.

Van Steyak's eyes flickered back and forth between Suker and Modric.

Obviously, he didn't think it through.

Su Ke sighed secretly, and at the moment he was about to raise his hand, Modric beside him suddenly raised his hand.

"I'll be the first!"

Modric raised his hand indifferently.

Everyone turned their heads and looked over.

This is the first penalty kick!

This penalty kick is extremely critical, and it affects the mentality of the players who take the penalty kick later.

For this reason, many people are avoiding it.

But Modric actually volunteered.

"I'll punish the first one!"

After Modric finished speaking, he pointed at Suker: "Give Suker the finale, this guy can withstand the pressure!"

Suk grinned.

Others smiled.

But so do their thoughts.

Vansteyak nodded: "Okay!"

"First penalty taker, Modric!"

"Second penalty taker, Simunic!"

“Third penalty kicker, Petrich!

"Fourth Penalty Taker"

Vansteyak's eyes wandered over Duimovic and Kranica.

Finally he said: "Duimovich!"

Duimovich gritted his teeth slightly, the pressure in his heart doubled.

"The fifth penalty kicker, Su Ke!"

"Try to end the game in a penalty shootout as much as possible. If it enters a sudden death phase, the order of penalty kicks is"

Van Steyak continued to arrange the penalty kick sequence of the 'sudden death link'.

On the other side, the German team is also announcing the penalty kick sequence.

It's just that compared to Croatia, the expressions of the German players are heavier.

At this time, their heads were filled with images of two leads.

I was full of annoyance, why didn't I end the game at that time?

Why couldn't we hold on to the score?

Why couldn't Su Ke be restricted?

Why enter a penalty shootout?

Everything is terrible!

In such a mood, it was difficult for them to focus on the penalty shootout.

In addition, after the fierce competition, their physical fitness and concentration declined, and their condition declined very seriously.

Soon, the German team's penalty kick order was also decided.

The first penalty taker, Bastian Schweinsteiger.

Second penalty taker, Lahm.

The third penalty kicker, Ozil.

The fourth penalty kicker, Kroos.

The fifth penalty kicker, Klose.

Soon, players from both sides entered the stadium one after another.

At this moment, the entire Football City Stadium became silent.

Fans from both sides were afraid to speak out. Their heartbeats were constantly accelerating, and their hands and feet felt numb due to nervousness.

This is a penalty shootout!

"Players from both sides entered the field. Croatia drew 3:3 with Germany in 120 minutes of the game, and finally entered a cruel penalty shootout!"

"Huh~~~~~~"

Kraussiewicz breathed out, his voice was trembling nervously, and every word was trembling.

He knew better than to bring such nervousness to the fans, but he couldn't help it.

"Pray! To the omnipotent Lord! To the goddess of victory, to the goddess of luck, please bless Croatia! Let us enter the World Cup semi-finals again!"

"At the same time, we must also believe in these young men. They have worked hard so far and turned the impossible into the seeds of hope. Believe in them."

After saying this, Krausiewicz said with a trembling voice.

"May the Lord bless these boys!"

Zagreb, Times Square.

Hundreds of thousands of people clasped their hands, closed their eyes, and prayed devoutly.

May the Lord bless these lads! ! ——

In an orphanage, under the leadership of an elderly pastor, they knelt on the ground and prayed devoutly.

May the Lord bless these lads! ! ! ! ——

Throughout Croatia, 4 million people are praying to the gods with their most pious attitude.

May the Lord bless the boys! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ——

South Africa, Johannesburg, Football City Stadium.

All fans in the audience fell silent.

The Croatian players stood shoulder to shoulder, arms around each other's shoulders, on the midfield line.

At the coaching bench, Van Steyak and Bilic led all the substitutes to kneel down.

The tension reached its peak.

The German team took the lead with a free throw.

Bastian Schweinsteiger walks towards the penalty area.

"The kick can't go in! The kick can't go in! The kick can't go in!"

"Curse you! Curse you! Curse you!"

"Stinky feet! Stinky feet! Stinky feet!"

Croatian players cursed Bastian Schweinsteiger in the most vicious way.

Pletikosa opened his arms in front of the goal and kept shaking left and right, putting pressure on Bastian Schweinsteiger.

But the latter lowered his head and did not look at Pletikosa at all.

Soon, Bastian Schweinsteiger started to run.

At this moment, the tense atmosphere reached its peak.

"The kick can't go in! The kick can't go in! The kick can't go in!"

"Curse you! Curse you! Curse you!"

The expressions of the Croatian players all became ferocious, and Duimovic clamped his buttocks tightly.

Uh-huh!

The ball hits the net!

"Schweinsteiger scored the penalty kick. He gave the German team a good start. Now the pressure is on Croatia!"

Suk grinned and said a particularly dirty curse.

WCNMLGB!

Germany scored a penalty kick and the pressure was on Croatia.

Modric exhaled slowly.

"I'm going!"

Suk suddenly shouted; "Luka!"

Modric turned his head.

Suk patted his chest.

"Believe in yourself, you can do it!"

Modric smiled.

"Tell me the truth, what am I afraid of!"

Suk grinned; "If you don't score, you'll have five lunches!"

Modric was surprised; "Did the penalty go in?"

"Whatever you say will be whatever you say from now on!"

Modric turned his head and waved his hand: "Just wait and see!"

Modric left decisively.

Everyone became more nervous.

"Believe Luca!"

"Yes, I can only believe it now!"

Duimovich said solemnly: "It's okay. It's a good thing if you make a free throw. If you don't, it's a good thing."

Everyone turned to look over.

"Teammates offer sacrifices to the heavens, and their magic power is boundless!"

The atmosphere at the scene was heavy.

Modric, Croatia's first free throw shooter.

"Luka Modric, from a cowboy to a world-class midfielder, the ups and downs and tribulations along the way will become his motivation to move forward!"

"Luka! Penalize it and open up a path to victory for us!"

Everyone held their breath, and under the spotlight, Modric began to take a free throw.

As the ball approached, Modric made a small change of pace, which caused Neuer to tilt his center of gravity to the right, and Modric immediately kicked to the left.

The ball hits the net.

Both Croatia and Germany scored their first penalty kicks.

"Modric took the penalty to the lower left corner. He calmly helped Croatia score the penalty!"

Modric turned and ran towards the midfield line.

Su Ke and others were already excited.

"Awesome!"

"Luka is awesome!"

"You are the best!"

"I love you so much!"

Looking at his jubilant teammates, Modric also had a smile on his face.

Immediately after Germany's second free throw player, German captain Lahm stepped forward and took the free throw himself.

The Croatian players started talking to each other again.

"Curse you! Curse you! Curse you!"

"The kick can't go in! The kick can't go in! The kick can't go in!"

At this time, an uncoordinated voice came.

"Rham will definitely score, Lahm will definitely score!"

Um?

The Croatian players suddenly turned their heads. Is there a spy in the team?

Su Ke turned his head calmly.

"That's a low-level curse of yours, but this is a higher level. It's called poisonous milk!"

Everyone suddenly realized it, and immediately started to talk like Su Ke.

Just as everyone was thinking about it, Ram ran to the penalty spot and suddenly took a free throw.

But at the moment of the free throw, his foot slipped and he missed the kick.

Ram looked up hurriedly and found that the ball was a thousand miles away from the goal.

"Oh~~~~~~Rham!! Missed the penalty!! Oh my God! The first person who failed to withstand the pressure was the captain of the German team, Lahm!"

The Croatian fans in the audience were excited.

They were clapping and shouting wildly, constantly putting pressure on Lahm and the German players.

After Lahm's penalty kick, this also added great psychological pressure to the German players.

"Josip, believe in yourself, you can score!"

Simunic walked to the penalty spot and the Croatian players started again.

"Don't milk me!"

Simunic turned around and cursed.

Duimovich was stunned for a moment, nodded and said, "You can't score!"

Snapped!

Suk slapped Duimovich directly on the head.

"What nonsense are you talking about!"

"Then what should I say?" Duimovich said aggrievedly.

Suk; "Shut up!"

Simunic walked towards the penalty spot, which was a good opportunity to widen the gap.

But maybe it’s too much pressure.

When Simunic took the free throw, he used too much force and the ball flew out of the goal post.

"Oh~~ Simunic missed the penalty and Germany saved a life!"

Simunic knelt on the ground, covering his mouth with his hands and looking confused.

The German fans at the scene were overjoyed.

Simunic retreated dejectedly.

He felt extremely guilty for his teammates.

Whether it was scolding or comforting, Simunic would feel guilty.

But at this time, Su Ke actually shouted:

"Simunic sacrificed to heaven!"

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then shouted: "Teammates sacrifice to the sky, their magic power is boundless!"

"What a great sacrifice!"

"Awesome!"

"Win! Win!"

Simunic looked up in surprise, feeling his teammates waving towards him.

He returned to the team with mixed emotions.

Croatia and Germany all took free throws.

Then the third German team penalty kicker was Ozil.

Croatia has started to use poisonous milk again!

Just when they were poisoned, Ozil suddenly ran.

Relying on the boldness of an expert, he took the penalty directly to the middle.

He thought Pletikosa would definitely make the save.

But I don’t know what happened. Pletikosa’s center of gravity was tilted to the left, but he suddenly stopped, lay down, and directly blocked the ball with his calves.

"Awesome!!!!!!!!!——"

The Croatian lineup is buzzing.

Suk and the others fell to their knees and shouted that they were awesome.

Pletikosa also got up excitedly and waved his fist vigorously.

Croatia regained the advantage again,

Croatia's third penalty kicker, Petric.

Petrich took a few steps and suddenly turned his head:

"Don't you want to say something to encourage me?"

Everyone shut up tightly and shook their heads like rattles.

Petrich looked at his teammates funny, he exhaled and walked to the penalty spot.

Looking intently towards the goal.

"Croatia's third penalty kick, can Petric help Croatia open the gap!"

Petrich hit the goal with a run-up.

The ball was aimed to the left.

Neuer also pounced to the left, but the angle of the shot was too tricky. The ball rubbed Neuer's fingertips and rolled into the goal.

thump!

Duimovic fell to his knees directly!

"Damn it! It scared me to death!"

Others also looked dazed.

This fucking penalty shootout is simply torturing the heart.

Croatia: O, X, O.

Germany: O, X, X.

After three penalties, Croatia took the lead!

The fourth free throw player is Kroos of the German team.

The young Cross withstood the pressure and scored easily.

"Kros successfully scored the penalty kick. There is still hope! There is still hope! Neuer! The pressure is on Neuer! He must be able to save it!"

the German commentator shouted at the top of his lungs.

At this moment, the pressure simply shouldn't be too great.

Croatia's fourth penalty kicker, Duimovic.

"Tommy!"

"Tommy!"

Everyone looked at Duimovich.

Duimovic patted his chest, turned around and said with a smile: "Don't forget, I am Croatia's secret weapon. This little pressure will not break me down."

After saying that, he pointed at Suk.

"Look, I'll give you a decisive kick!"

Suk grinned; "I scored, and lunch is free!"

Duimovich nodded vigorously; "Atmosphere!"

After that, he walked towards the penalty spot without looking back.

"I feel uneasy!"

Watch Duimovich leave.

Modric touched his pounding heart.

It’s true that Duimovic is the secret weapon.

But this guy's uncontrollable factor is too strong.

This is a double-edged sword!

"Now I have to trust Tommy!"

Suk squeezed Modric's shoulder hard.

Duimovic walked to the penalty spot.

He just stared at Neuer.

Neuer was immediately stunned.

Everyone else lowered their eyes and tried to hide their thoughts, but Duimovic's eyes wandered around the goal.

What the hell is this guy?

Neuer was a little confused.

But he was still mentally prepared.

"Duimovic takes a run and starts the free throw."

Neuer stared closely at Duimovic's body posture and found that the supporting foot was tilted toward the outside.

"right!"

Neuer suddenly flew to the right.

At this time, Duimovich actually rubbed his feet lightly.

Under a coquettish arc, the ball fell into the goal.

"Oh~~~~~Spoon! Spoon penalty! Duimovic!! Big heart! This is a big heart!"

boom! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ——

The Croatian fans in the audience were excited.

Su Ke and others were even more excited.

This guy is so naughty!

spoon!

The key penalty kick!

Just don't be too coquettish!

"Awesome! Awesome! Awesome! Tommy is awesome!"

Under the cheers one after another, Duimovich ran back with a confident look.

He looked at Suk; "The deciding game depends on you!"

Su Ke grinned confidently.

Others are also full of confidence!

I don’t know why, but when the decisive game fell on Su Ke, they felt that the pressure had disappeared, and they even became faintly excited.

Germany's fifth penalty kicker, Klose accurately scored the penalty kick.

Klose successfully renewed his life for the German team.

But the most critical penalty kick in this game has come!

At this moment, the whole place was silent.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on Su Ke.

Su Ke walked to the penalty spot with steady steps. His steps did not waver at all, and every step was very steady.

At this time, the German and Croatian players were already kneeling on the ground.

This is a life or death moment.

Suk walked to the penalty spot, carefully cleaned it, and then gently placed the ball on it.

Su Ke began to open up the running distance.

"The most critical penalty kick! The biggest pressure once again falls on Su Ke!"

"May God bless Suker! May God bless Croatia!"

Kraushiwicz's voice trembled violently.

All the Croatian fans in the audience were so nervous that they couldn't breathe.

Take the step!

Cross this mountain!

They will once again reach the World Cup semi-finals.

The scenery of Paris in 1998 will illuminate Johannesburg in 2010!

Everything hinges on this penalty kick!

Su Ke starts to run!

The whole world seemed to be quiet.

The hearts of everyone in the audience were beating with Suk's footsteps.

Suk twisted.

Neuer made a save to the right.

The ball flew to the lower left corner.

Uh-huh!

The ball hits the net.

[Croatia: O, X, O, O, O]

[Germany Team: O, X, X, O, O]

Five goals over.

Croatia defeated Germany 4:3 in a penalty shootout.

Following the 1998 World Cup, Croatia reached the World Cup semi-finals again!