Chapter 940: Wave after Wave
Chapter 940 Wave after Wave
This time, Summit was not so lucky, his jaw was directly dislocated by the ball, and he was carried to a nearby field hospital for emergency treatment.
Without the captain, the three teams were even more chaotic and overwhelmed, taking advantage of the opportunity of the last 30 seconds, Wang Liang burst in with the help of a perfect pass, completed the shot in the penalty area, and successfully pulled the score to 2-0, and the scene was full of cheers.
Originally, Willian still wanted to add a few more minutes, but looking at the 2-0 record and the state of the players of the third team, it is obvious that there is no chance of overtaking.
For William, he had nothing to be nervous about, and the agreement he signed clearly stated that if the game was lost, the weapons and equipment would be provided by the Indian army, and the British side, as the colonizer, would not be responsible.
Some people will ask, aren't all the weapons and equipment of the Indian army provided by the British army? Is there any difference between being given by the Indian army and being given by the British army?
Not all are essentially the same.
Wrong, the weapons and equipment provided by the British army to the Indian army were not given for free, they were bought for a huge amount of money. The British are shrewd, in addition to colonial plunder, they also know how to steal money from the Indian government.
"Long live the Eighth Route Army!"
"Long live Wang Liang!"
"Well done, well-deserved national hero!"
The villagers who learned of the victory of the Eighth Route Army rushed to the court at once, and held Wang Liang, Liu Rui, Harrier and other players high, and Wei Dayong, who was sent off, was regarded as a hero by the villagers, and he was very cordial.
The players of the third team left the court in disgrace, and the forced force they pretended to be at the beginning is the face they are beating now, which hurts.
Bang Bang Bang –
William was taking off his whistle and changing his clothes and was about to go back to his dormitory when someone kicked him hard from behind.
Caught off guard, William fell directly to the ground, and just as he was about to look back to see who was doing the bad, a series of wild kicks came, and this time they kicked him directly on the head, unceremoniously.
"Kick him to death and make him blow the black whistle."
"Yes, kick him!"
"Let him bully people, flatten him!"
A few children laughed and laughed while harming William, and they were very happy.
The soldiers of the Eighth Route Army who were in charge of guarding next to him didn't see it, who would embarrass the teenage children?
What's more, the soldiers of the Eighth Route Army also felt that William was very hateful, if it weren't for the football gods of Chief Wang Liang, the Eighth Route Army would probably be crushed by them this time.
By the time William had recovered his strength and turned around to arrest someone, the children had already run away without a trace, leaving only the embarrassed William sitting there and scolding.
"Damn it, little brat, don't let me catch you, damn fellow."
In fact, the first kick was kicked by the substitutes on the side of the Eighth Route Army, where did the child have such great strength to kick William, who weighed more than 160 pounds, to the ground.
This is what Wang Liang meant, your sister, Lao Tzu has put up with you for a long time, it's not too much to kick you.
The children were also found by Wang Liang in advance, and as soon as the members of these children's troupes heard that it was the task assigned by the idol Uncle Wang Liang, they were so active that they couldn't do it, which also led to the scene of kicking William just now.
William, who was kicked all over his face and covered with footprints last time, staggered up from the ground, carefully paying attention to the front and back of his body, a bit of a soldier.
It is estimated that this kid will have to leave a shadow psychologically in the future, and when he blows the black whistle again, he will have to weigh some of the consequences after blowing.
For this loss, William could only swallow it, he knew very well in his heart that it would be useless to go to the Eighth Route Army Office to complain, after all, it was the evil fruit he planted.
Thinking of this, William couldn't help but look at Wang Liang, who was constantly thrown into the sky by the common people, and was very angry and aggrieved in his heart, and at the same time resented the damn Ah San for not giving enough and losing his face.
Thinking about the table tennis match at night, William's heart had a trace of comfort: "Wang Liang, look at how I hit you in the face tonight, let's see you in the table tennis match." ”
Speaking of table tennis, we have to mention the British. Table tennis originated in England.
At the end of the 19th century, tennis was popular in Europe, but due to the limitations of the venue and weather, some British college students moved tennis indoors, using the dining table as a table, the book as a net, and the parchment paper as a racket, and playing around on the dining table.
In 1890, a few British naval officers stationed in India stumbled upon the excitement of playing tennis on a small table.
Later, they switched to solid rubber instead of the inelastic solid ball, then to a hollow plastic ball, and replaced the net racket with a wooden plank, and this novel "tennis game" was played on the table, which is how Table tennis got its name.
Soon after, table tennis became a popular sport in Europe and the United States.
The football match between the Eighth Route Army and the Third Team of Afghanistan was over, and the rest of the games of the Soviet Union, North Korea, the Netherlands and other countries seemed to be in high spirits, and not many people paid attention to it.
At night.
The table tennis match was held in the indoor cave as scheduled.
The table is made of makeshift adobe bricks, with a wooden plank on top and a fishing net in the middle.
After all, this thing appeared for the first time in Yan'an, and it was also a temporary project proposed by foreign delegations to compete, and it was not easy for the skilled craftsmen of the Eighth Route Army to be able to produce this thing in such a short time.
A total of six teams, including the Eighth Route Army, the Third Brother Team, the England Team, the Soviet Union, the North Korean Team, and the Netherlands Team, adopted the traditional style of playing with two wins of three games and 21 points per game (in 2001, it was changed to a best-of-seven system or a best-of-five system of 11 points per game).
Summit, whose chin was reset, wanted to return to the third brother team and participate in the table tennis competition, although his face had become a pig's head, he felt that this did not affect his performance in table tennis at all.
"Captain, are you alright?" Team member A-3 asked Summit with concern.
"It's okay, I can't die. Tonight, I want to abuse Wang Liang well and get back the lost dignity! Summit was in tears, not because she was sad or excited, but because her whole face was no longer able to take care of herself, commonly known as facial paralysis.
"Yes, this table tennis ball is not powerful, and it can't hurt anyone. Captain, you use your skills to crush him! Let him also know how powerful our Indian soldiers are. Team members Ah San cheered and cheered.
"Yes." Summit is still quite confident in himself, football is a big ball, he has skills but no physical fitness, small balls such as table tennis, there are very few things that rely on physical fitness, and more technology.
Summit usually plays with the British when he is in India, and when it comes to technology, he is definitely the best in the three.
As for William, because the game adopts a lottery system, in order to prevent Wang Liang from escaping, he asked to be on a team alone and vowed to beat Wang Liang.