Home plate......

Because the runner on the side of Aoba Dodai High School, Endo, jumped up and rolled to the ground when he returned to base, and the dust raised by everyone in the audience made it difficult for everyone in the audience to see what was going on on home plate. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

After the meeting, the dust was blown away by the wind, and finally the referee closest to home plate on the sidelines was the first to see the final result of the battle between the two teams on the board: "Out!" ”

"Nani!?"

"What's the situation, this is!?"

"Endo-kun has been banned!? How did you block it!? ”

As soon as everyone on the Aoba Dotai heard the referee's words, they immediately stood in front of the guardrail in the rest area and stretched their necks, their eyes narrowed to watch the duel between their teammates Endo and Tsurumi High School catchers at home plate, and what the final result was.

On the other side, although the referee ruled that this goal was the winning side, in fact, this will still be a little worried about the people of Tsurumi High School.

Because in baseball games, many times the duel between the offensive and defensive sides is completed in an instant, so this undoubtedly requires a high level of vision for the person who serves as the referee in the game.

But people's eyesight is also limited, so generally before the real decision of who wins and who loses, the main players of the two teams of offense and defense will not easily relax the action of the moment of getting on base and guarding before, so that the referee on the side can better see the instant result of the two teams of players.

At this time, on the home plate, I saw the gloves of the catcher of Tsurumi High School blocking it, and the runner of Aoba Dodai High School Endo was trying to avoid the blocking, and the position of the flip after the whole person touched the position of the hand after landing was touched in front of the gloves of the catcher Itada of Tsurumi High School, and it was only a glove away from the home plate!

It was precisely because of this scene that the referee next to him would later make a decision that Tsurumi High School was the winning side in this victory.

Subsequently, the players of the two teams in the sideline rest area also saw the victory and defeat of this duel, so the people on the other side of Tsurumi High School immediately shouted excitedly in celebration, while on the side of Aoba Dodai High School, everyone's faces were full of pity and helplessness.

"Wow~~ Double kill!"

"Well done!"

"Double kill, double kill!"

"Well guarded, Itada-kun~~"

The shouts from the rest area of Tsurumi High School stimulated the nerves of Aoba Dodai High School and others, and although they comforted each other and said words of mutual encouragement, in fact, anyone could see that Aoba Dotai and the others were not convinced.

"It's okay, it's just a little bit! We'll get the score back in the next game~"

"Almost, just a little! ~“

"Squeak (hateful)~~"

"Stop talking nonsense, let's get ready for the second half of the game! After this double kill, the guy on the opposite side will definitely take advantage of the momentum to rebound, be careful of their outburst! “

"Oh~~"

………………

In the second half of the 6th inning, the garrison bureau of Aoba Dodai High School.

It's still the starting pitcher Hayakawa who takes the board to pitch, but he is afraid that Tsurumi will suddenly burst out with some tactics or abilities that they don't know about when he doesn't make a force in the attacking half of the game, so Hayakawa and catcher Yasuno made adjustments under the coach's arrangement, and as soon as they kick off, they immediately threw themselves to the low ball road.

And in order to suppress the opponent to the greatest extent, Hayakawa and Yasuno chose a variety of changes on the way to the ball, in the hope that they could perfectly suppress their opponent Tsurumi High School in this half game.

But when it came to the showdown on the field, the situation suddenly happened in a situation that Aoba Dodai High School didn't expect at all.

"Great! ~”

"Great! ~”

"Great! ~”

The three blows in a row made Hayakawa, the pitcher of Deaoba Dotai High School, immediately feel bad: It's so strange~~ How can this be!? ~~

As the main person in the ball, Yasano, who was squatting behind the home plate, was even more nervous at this time, because the matching tactics he had just used to target Tsurumi High School had completely lost its effect.

If it weren't for Hayakawa's great ball power and rich experience in pitching on the spot, maybe these three shots that were hit out of the ball would not be a throw-in, but a real three infield hits!

At this time, Aoba Dodai's catcher Yasuno shouted an in-court timeout to the referee, and walked to the pitcher's mound to communicate with Hayakawa: "It seems that the opponent seems to have seen through our matching!?" ”

Hayakawa covered his mouth with a glove and replied softly, "It seems like this, but ...... How can it be!? “

Anno suddenly thought of something at this time, and said, "I've heard that Tsurumi High School is a baseball high school that is very good at collecting intelligence data from the other party and making good use of it, but now it seems that this may be a real thing!" “

"Baseball stats!? Are you saying that the opponent deliberately didn't play in the first few innings just to use our pitching data on mobile phones, and then rely on the data to win the current innings!? “

"It's possible, but ~~ we don't know how they did it, but the current situation really wants them to get the information they want, and then attack. So we have to find a way to do it, otherwise we will be very passive. “

Hayakawa asked, "How!?" “

And Anno's eyes flashed with a ray of essence and said, "Use that!" ~~ Although it's early, it's better than being seen through by the opponent and pressing us to fight! “

"That!?"

After some discussion, Yasuno returned to the back of home plate and began to prepare for the next matchup, and soon he sent Hayakawa a matching ball code for the next ball: Next ball, finger fork ball, ball road corner, come on! ~

Hayakawa nodded in agreement when he saw the code, and began to step on the board to make a pitching motion.

But at this moment, Tsurumi High School, a hitter named Masato Mifune, who was standing in the strike zone, sneered in his heart when he saw Hayakawa stepping on the foot of the pitcher's board: Finger fork ball!? Yo West ......

Mifune, a student at Tsurumi High School, immediately judged that Hayakawa was going to throw a finger fork when he saw Hayakawa's stepping move, so he immediately changed his striking action to the most suitable way of playing a falling ball like a finger fork.

And then......

"Great! ~“

After a crisp and loud sound, Hayakawa and Yasuno both watched in amazement as the baseball flew over Hayakawa towards the outfield.

"Outside the field, attention!"

"Beautiful! ~“

Mifune, the batter who hit the outfield right away, didn't immediately start running to first base after he successfully hit the ball, because he was very confident in his blow, even if it wasn't a home run, but the time for the outfield guard at Aoba Dodai High School to take it down and pass the base pack was enough for him to successfully hit first base and there was still a lot of time to spare.

Besides, even if he was put on first base, he wouldn't want to!

Such a Chang'an hit, not on 2nd base is simply a waste of his blow, so when he saw that the situation was good, the pace of Mifune's running was even brisker.

In the end, the baseball fell to the ground very close to the home run wall in the middle field, as Mifune had expected. By the time Sato, the midfielder of Aoba Dodai High School, received the ball and passed the second base bag, Mifune, the hitter of Tsurumi High School, had already successfully run to the second base bag and waited.

"Ah~~ It's miserable! ~“

"It's okay, just concentrate on the next hitter!"

"Come on, just let him call and see what I do with you!"

The other guards at Aoba Dodai High School would shout out to comfort their pitcher, Hayakawa, hoping that he wouldn't be hit by the ball.

In this regard, Hayakawa did manage to quickly regain his fighting spirit and began to devote his energy to dealing with the next beater.

But when he started throwing the first shot against the second hitter from Tsurumi High School, the hitter from Tsurumi High School seemed to be able to see through the early wear at a glance, and was ready to hit the right field again.

Although he was quickly picked up by Aoba's right fielder, Mifune from Tsurumi High School and the second hitter named Takeo Yano who came on the field to hit were one step ahead of Aoba Dodai High School to climb the base bag at 3rd base and 1st base respectively.

The situation began to be extremely bad for Aoba Dodai High School......

At this time, in the rest area of Aoba Dodai High School, coach Kawano fell silent, and he was trying to think in his heart: Data baseball!? It seems that the opponent has grasped a certain habit or routine of Hayakawa's pitching! ~~What the hell is the information they have gathered!? ……

Although he wanted to give tactical instructions to his players on the field, Kawano, the coach at this time, knew very well that any tactical arrangement would be useless until he fully understood what information his opponent Tsurumi High School had gathered.

So at this time, all he can do is trust the ability of his teammates, and pray that there will be a hole in the opponent's intelligence collection, so that he will not be pressed and beaten so badly.

But in the eyes of the coach of Tsurumi High School in the rest area opposite, this is completely impossible: Don't underestimate the data collection of our Tsurumi High School, Aoba Dodai. This time, let's take a good look at the power of data baseball!

After saying that, the coach of Tsurumi High School immediately turned his head to the next player who was going to play and ordered: "Akihiko, go on, this time you must send Mifune back to home plate, you can do it!" “

"Oh~"

The answer was a slightly chubby strong man from Tsurumi High School, who took out a metal rod from the bat rack and swung it twice, his slender eyes full of confidence and contempt for his opponent: "Wrap it up on me!" “

Sure enough, after he came on the court, he saw clearly what kind of ball Hayakawa was throwing on the first ball, and the bat he held in both hands quietly changed the position of the blow when Hayakawa had not yet thrown the ball.

However, Hayakawa, who had been hit several times before, reacted more sensitively to the hitter at this time, and when the hitter from Tsurumi High School made a slight movement in his hand, he immediately felt a strong uneasiness in his heart: Oops...... This ball will be hit! Damn it......