Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Fatal Blow

"Equalize! Equalize! Wahaha! One more, we won!!"

"The Chinese team will win! The Chinese team will win!" ''''''" The Chinese team actually equalized the score at the end of the game, which is something that I never dared to dream of. Now, this thing that everyone thinks is the most unlikely thing is in front of us, and all Chinese fans are crazy.

From falling behind, from despair to suddenly seeing the hope of winning, the excitement and excitement cannot be expressed in words. Every Chinese fan can only express their excitement with selfless cheering threats. The fans who were really excited also shouted 'the Chinese team will win' for the first time in this game.

scored his first goal in the World Cup, and Lin Fan was naturally excited. After celebrating for almost a minute, the Chinese team ended their goal celebration.

"The Chinese team, we will win!" After finishing the celebration, I listened to the cheers of the fans. Yan Feng also shouted excitedly.

"Victory, victory!!!" the other Chinese players shouted as they raised their fists. At this moment, the morale of the Chinese team was completely bursting. A monstrous momentum with the belief of victory began to burst out from the Chinese team.

Compared with the excitement of the Chinese team, the Croatian team has become very silent. Seeing that the Chinese team's high-spirited momentum was still rising, the players of the Croatian team couldn't help but swallow their saliva. All sorts of negative emotions began to emerge on the Croatian team.

"How so?"

"It's not going to be able to hold it. The momentum of the Chinese is up, can we hold it?"

"We're going to qualify, it's too bad now. ”

"This game is not easy to play, if it is not good, it may lose to the Chinese team. "All sorts of ideas, some people want to keep fighting for victory, some people start to worry.

"No, that's not acceptable. We just need to win. There's still time, we can still score goals and we can definitely go further. Modric shook his head and said sharply. This is to his teammates, but even more so to himself.

Croatia are stronger than China and are even considered the second best team in the group. Luka Modric himself is very eager to reach even higher levels at the World Cup. He couldn't accept not being able to qualify from the group.

The momentum of the Chinese team has been fully up, and Modric sees this as well. This made him feel a strong sense of crisis in his heart. And seeing all kinds of negative emotions in his teammates made him feel a little sad. He tried to wake up his teammates and regain their fighting spirit and belief in victory.

Luka Modric is constantly trying, but not many people have responded to him. Morale has inevitably suffered.

There is no more time for Modric to boost morale. After celebrating, Yan Feng quickly ran to the goal and fished out the ball.

At this time of the game, there was not much time left for the Chinese team, and there was also very little time for the Croatian team.

A score of 2:2 is not what both sides want. Both sides who want to try to qualify, score another goal and completely defeat each other has become a must in the next few games.

The final battle has begun.

Rekick off. Croatia's lead is gone, and they can't afford to waste time anymore. Unless they would rather give their place to England in another competition. The Croatian team went on the offensive.

The opponent attacked, and this time the Chinese team did not shrink, and even maintained the previous offensive posture. The Chinese team, whose morale and momentum have reached its peak, wants to do most is to strangle the opponent's offensive in the frontcourt. And take advantage of the situation to completely kill the opponent. Now, they have that confidence.

On the field, momentum is really important. And often one side rises, and the other side will inevitably go down. The strong momentum of the Chinese team shocked the Croatian team.

The Croatian team looked extremely flustered under the crazy frontcourt pressing of the Chinese team. Modric, who was bent on counterattacking, kept hissing and commanding his teammates. Mo Bei Rich wants to stabilize the morale of the army, and wants to organize everyone to take advantage of the opportunity of the Chinese team's big pressure to kick the Chinese team to play a fatal blow to the Chinese team.

However, no matter how hard Modric tried, his momentum was robbed, and his teammates fell into chaos. The lack of unity of thought, the desire to counter-attack, the fear of conceding another goal and the desire to defend vertically, made Croatia's attempt to restructure the flow of attack in the first half came to naught.

"No, that's not what I want. But after the Chinese team successfully pressed and Lin Fan completed a long-range shot, Modric was a little desperate.

Looking at the panic and confusion on the faces of his teammates, Modric felt lonely for the first time since this game. This feeling is not unfamiliar to him, and he experienced it in the first two games. Now that feeling is coming again.

Restarting the kick-off, Modric was reluctant to try harder. As a result, he lacked support and fell into the siege of Lin Fan and Yan Feng. After failing to rush hard and finally being knocked to the ground by Yan Feng using his physical advantage, he roared and smashed the grass a few times. β€œSHIT!”

After winning the ball, the Chinese team naturally began to launch a fierce attack, but they did not reach the opportunity in a short time.

"FQ GOD!" Modric gritted his teeth and stood up after a hard snort. With a look of desperation, he began to rush back.

After Modric rushed back, he immediately brought down Hao Junmin, who was dribbling the ball and looking for an opportunity, from behind. After the foul, Modric turned around and started yelling at his teammates. "Defend, all retreat. Give up any attack, and we will defend with all our might! Hold one point first, and God will decide the rest. ”

At Modric's roar, his teammates were stunned at first, but soon nodded their heads. Then the most thorough contraction defense begins.

Modric was yelling at his team-mates, but the referee wouldn't let him go, holding up a yellow card at him. And the former just turned his head to look at it, and didn't even frown.

And the people of the Chinese team naturally did not understand what Modric was saying. However, after seeing the Croatian team constantly shrinking the space, Yan Feng frowned. "It's contracting. They're not going to hold on to a draw, are they?

Naturally, others have found out about it. Many Chinese fans are also very puzzled when they see this. In their opinion, the Croatian team is going all out, which is simply to kill everyone.

After the Croatian team retreated with all their might, the Chinese team's attack really encountered difficulties. Before Croatia was not unified in thought and disjointed, the Chinese team could easily find opportunities. After the Croatian team gave up the attack and contracted the space, the Chinese team had no way to start in the face of the opponent's penalty area that was crowded with human heads.

The Croatian team gave up the initiative, but the Chinese team also fell into passivity. The breakthrough and running advantage of the Chinese team lost the space to play after the space was compressed. With people all around and defenders at short intervals, the Chinese team began to face difficulties.

The defense was intensive, the breakthrough and ground pass penetration were ineffective, and the Chinese team was stumped for a while.

After trying several methods and storming around for several minutes, the Chinese team was all depressed. Without a high striker in it, the Chinese team's striker formation began to taste the bitter fruit of not being able to play highball.

In addition to constantly shooting from a distance and staying in the penalty area to scramble, the Chinese team did not find any other way to break the goal. Even Lippi was in a state of misery at this time. The substitutions have been exhausted, the midfield is lacking in height, and there is nothing to be done in the face of the opponent who is swinging the bus.

After another two minutes of siege, Yan Feng became anxious. "Pounce! I can't break it at all. It's like a tortoise shell. No, we have to get the centre-backs up in the centre. ”

Let the centre-backs come up to the centre-forward. This method is simply a dead horse as a live horse doctor. But what can the Chinese team do? After another minute of siege to no avail, seeing that the time has passed 85 minutes, the Chinese team can only let Feng Xiaoting go to the front as a helpless move to compete for high ball.

But even so, under the desperate defense of the Croatian team, the Chinese team's method of hanging the ball has no effect. With a crowded box and a small number of people, it would be a fool's dream to win against a Croatian team that is taller and stronger on average.

As the clock got closer and closer to 90 minutes, not to mention the Chinese players, even the fans and the media began to get anxious.

"They're so shameless. How can you put a bus? You are a European power. Can you be a man?"

"Can you get some dignity? Come out and fight against each other. Such a draw is not good for everyone. ”

"Are you stupid? After paying so much, do you just want to make a wedding dress for the England team next door?"

At this moment, there are countless Chinese cursing their opponents, and even begging them to be more manly.

Are Croatia really stupid? Actually, they're not stupid. The reason why Modric desperately wanted to hold on to a point at the end. It's not about making a wedding dress for someone else.

Because as long as they can get a point, the Croatian team still has the possibility of qualifying. As long as England lose by more than three goals to Brazil in the other game in this group, Croatia will qualify with a goal difference. In turn, it was England who qualified. That's why Modric said before that the final outcome depends on God's decision.

As for the Chinese team, as long as they don't win this game. Although they are likely to be level on points with England and Croatia, they will not have any chances if they score fewer goals.

Therefore, the Chinese team is actually the team with the most no way out. At first, Yan Feng didn't think of this, but only after seeing the Croatian team swing the bus with all their might, or even almost put everyone at the door, he thought of this possibility.

Seeing that time was getting less and less, Yan Feng was really anxious. But in the face of such an opponent who was only trying to win a chance, Yan Feng and his teammates couldn't find a better way to break the goal.

Although the momentum of the Chinese team still overpowered the opponent, Yan Feng had already seen the helplessness and unwillingness on the faces of his teammates.

"Is it really going to be a draw like this, and then miss the possibility of qualifying?" Yan Feng was really unwilling. It's all fought to this point, and it's all fought until it sees the dawn, but there is nothing to be done in the end. Unwilling!

Look at the opponents who are densely arranged, look at the teammates who are helpless but unwilling, and then look at the opponents who are staring at them with absolute expressions. Yan Feng searched hard in his mind for a good way to break the defense. But even Lippi couldn't think of a better way, and Yan Feng naturally couldn't think of it.

"Ahh What should I do?Who has a way?" Thinking of the helplessness, Yan Feng sighed helplessly.

Yan Feng had no choice but to continue to fight. I want to do my best to obey the destiny of God. And just as he turned his head to look at his opponent, he met Modric's stunning, slightly crazy eyes.

This is really a formidable opponent. Yan Feng thought to himself. You can get past this opponent and make assists from this opponent's side, but you can't break this opponent. Against such an opponent, there is no point in the front, unless you can blast the ball into the goal in front of this opponent. How can it be done with just a wall-like line of defense?

Wait! Yan Feng's mind suddenly flashed, and he felt as if he had found a way. After thinking hard for a while, his eyes suddenly widened and a smile of hope appeared on his face.

"How did I forget, I still have one last trick. ”

Yan Feng thought of the possibility of his last fight. He also has a stunt, which he usually practices but has not used in competitions. Because this trick is too difficult, he himself is not much sure of success.

"No matter what, I can only fight. After Yan Feng looked up at the screen on the sidelines, he finally gritted his teeth and made up his mind.

Yan Feng began to move forward and squeezed into the opponent's defense. It was only when he was close to the top of the box that he turned his back to the defender. He could only get to this distance, and his opponent wouldn't let him go any further.

"Hey, Yan Feng has rushed to the front. It seems that he is also going to make a last stand. It's just that the opponent's defenders are taller, can he fight it?"

Seeing Yan Feng squeezed into the position of the forward player, everyone also understood his thoughts, but few people thought that this would have a greater chance of breaking the goal.

The Croatian team saw Yan Feng rushing to the front, so they prepared to defend and rush.

"Give me the ball. Just when Hao Junmin, who was dribbling the ball, was about to distribute the ball to the side, and then let his teammates get the ball high into the penalty area, Yan Feng reached out to ask for the ball.

Seeing this, the defender who defended Yan Feng hurriedly pushed forward with his body, but Yan Feng could bear it, like a real fulcrum center, with his back ready to take the ball.

After hesitating for a moment, Hao Junmin still kicked the ball towards Yan Feng again.

Yan Feng used his body strength to complete the ball with his back. However, he soon found himself under siege as well. The defenders topped in from behind, with Luka Modric and Rakitic also coming in quickly.

Yan Feng leaned back with all his strength, and then suddenly rushed forward diagonally, rushing out of the encirclement one step ahead. Then, he stepped on the ball, pulled the ball and turned, completing the change from his back to turning and facing the goal in one go.

Although Yan Feng could face the direction of the goal, his front was completely blocked. Modric and Rakitic were in front of Yan Feng, and behind them there were defenders, and then there were goalkeepers.

In front of Yan Feng were three defenses. Faced with this situation, ordinary people will not even have the idea of getting up.

Yan Feng took a deep breath, and then moved forward firmly. And Modric and Rakitic also narrowed the distance between the two again, insisting on not giving Yan Feng the slightest possibility of breaking through.

Facing a wall-like defense composed of two, Yan Feng did not flinch. Soon it was closer to a distance of more than a meter.

"It's a two-man defense. Yan Feng didn't want to force himself, right? Even if he did rush over, he wouldn't have a chance. ”

The world seemed to have disappeared, and Yan Feng only had the defender in front of him in his eyes at this time, and the last goal in the future. Yan Feng's eyes were not shocked, and he did not hesitate to make his usual feints.

And then there were the movements he was most familiar with. Reverse and push!.

No. You will never succeed this time! Modric's eyes were crazy and absolute, he had expected this, and after seeing Yan Feng's plucking action, a stream of thought suddenly spread from his mind to his limbs. Then his whole body leaned and his feet stretched out as best he could. Fall to the ground and seal the shovel.

Even if you give the ball over, you won't let anyone else pass!

And after Yan Feng finished the reverse ball with his left foot, his right foot slammed back, and then quickly pumped forward. It's pumping, not pushing.

It's not a reverse push, it's a reverse push! The ultimate application of the reverse push technique - shooting!

"Bang!", and in the disbelieving eyes of Modric and Rakitic, the football flew out from under Yan Feng's feet. Past the face of Modric, who was falling to the ground to seal the tackle. While bringing the latter's hair flying, grass clippings are also scattered.

The ball flies out fast. Although it was far less lightning fast than Yan Feng's previous bursts, it still made everyone in front of it unable to react.

Goalkeeper Sumasic is staring intently at his opponent, staring at the possible kicks of every Chinese ball-handler. In his sight, the most threatening guy among the Chinese was being stopped by two of his back-back teammates. And in the space behind, there is a defender who is protecting.

There's no chance of even getting up on your feet!

Therefore, Sumasic is more concerned about the possible long-range shots from other directions after receiving the pass. But suddenly, a strong kick came, which made him very confused.

You want to help us out of the ball with such a hard pass?

Sumasic was thinking with some depression. But in his sight, an object suddenly appeared that frightened him extremely - a football that was flying quickly towards the goal.

The ball flew out of the way of the defender in front of him, and Sumasic didn't expect that to happen at all. But he was quick, almost instinctively as a goalkeeper and made him make a subconscious save.

It's just that it's too late. After making the save, Sumasic did not feel any touch of the ball. There was no football in his sight.

At the moment when Sumasic's body fell to the ground, he heard a swishing sound, and he subconsciously turned his head. Then his mouth opened wide, and horror flooded over his face and eyes.

β€œGOAL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”