Zhang Han and the others, when they were doing garrison exercises, showed extraordinary strength.

This made Minister Ota and them very emotional.

Compared with last year's grain harvest, this year's Qingdao has really ushered in a lot of potential newcomers.

Although it is not a bumper harvest, compared to before, there are already a few good seedlings that can be used.

Compared to the current second grade, the third grade. Perhaps the overseers should put their hopes on the current term.

At least for now, they seem to be promising.

I just don't know the school, can I still give Kataoka that much time?

I haven't made it to Koshien for several years, but even though the principal and the school's directors are still willing to trust Kataoka.

There are also a lot of gossip in private.

It is said that in his first year of coaching, the reason why the team was able to reach Koshien is completely due to the credit of Sakaki Superintendent. The contestants of that year were basically trained by Sakaki Superintendent.

Kataoka just picked up ready-made.

Since he really started coaching, the team has not broken through the top four once, and has not even reached the final.

If he continues to fail to enter Koshien, I am afraid that even the school trustee and principal who trust Kataoka will not be able to protect him.

Giant teams, after all, rely on strength to speak.

This strength is not only for the players, but also for the supervisors and coaches.

There is a limit to any tolerance.

Although Minister Ota looks like Madahar, he actually has a very delicate mind.

It's just that no one can understand his delicate mind.

Whether it's a spectator outside the stadium or a second-army player training together.

Their eyes were all focused on the freshmen who had just joined the team and participated in the practice together.

Several newcomers performed well, and the eyes of the seniors also became complicated.

I don't know when, Superintendent Kataoka came to the training ground. Looking at the freshman who performed well, his face did not show any relief, but looked a little unhappy.

"Are you tickling? The number of people who have been guarded has been increased, so why not the number of people who have struck? ”

Hearing the words of Superintendent Kataoka, the third-year leader of the second team, cold sweat came down.

This training intensity is basically their usual level. It's hard enough for them to be able to play well.

Once the intensity is increased again, the newcomer will definitely make a fool of himself.

But when the time comes, I'm afraid it's not just newcomers who will make a fool of themselves. Many of them are elderly, and they can't adapt to that kind of intensity.

"Two more! The frequency of Uchino's strikes has been doubled. ”

Superintendent Kataoka didn't seem to see it at all, and the third-year's painful face ordered coldly.

The blow of the original three people turned into five people. The strength of the infield has doubled!

Including Zhang Han, in fact, several freshmen have just done their best.

They're just barely keeping up.

If they speed up the pace at this time, you can imagine how embarrassed they will be.

"Overseer!"

Even Minister Ota couldn't stand it anymore, and took the initiative to walk to Kataoka's side, what do you want to say?

But I was scared back by a cold look from Superintendent Kataoka.

"There's no way to survive this practice to the end, so no one wants to participate in the practice game until the orientation game."

"However, the match between the two armies has already been decided. When the time comes......"

Minister Ota didn't finish his sentence, but the meaning was clear.

With this kind of training intensity, there may not be 9 people left at all.

"How much is left, and if it is not enough, it will be picked from the substitutes of the first army."

Superintendent Kataoka had already made up his mind.

Is there so much pressure on the First Army?

Minister Ota didn't know anything either, especially since he had worked with Kataoka for several years.

Superintendent Kataoka was so eager that it seemed that the spring tournament was not going well.

They had just won the 16-8 match in Tokyo and were seeded in the Summer Tournament.

Supposedly, Superintendent Kataoka shouldn't be like this, right?

Thinking of this, Minister Ota suddenly realized that he seemed to have overlooked a very important issue.

That's the Spring Tournament, their next game.

It happens to be the third high school of the city university with a rainbow morale today.

Before Kataoka, it seems that he went to watch the video of the game of the third high school of the city university.

What Minister Ota thinks, Zhang Han and they don't know at all.

All they knew was that with the order of the Kataoka overseer, their suffering began.

Baseballs flew almost one after the other, giving you no time to react at all.

Zhang Han had made a total of three or four mistakes before, and since he accelerated the pace, he made more than 10 mistakes in less than half an hour.

The other two newcomers, Kuramochi and Hakushu, were not much better.

Their mistakes are all increasing.

And that's not the worst thing, the most terrible thing is the rate of loss of physical strength.

Half an hour of high-intensity practice is no less than running for half an hour in a row.

The rate of physical loss is even faster.

Sweat dripped down drop by drop, and the whole person seemed to be squeezed dry.

Zhang Han gulped in the fresh air, and his consciousness began to blur.

It was not until this time that the gap between them and those second- and third-grade seniors gradually became apparent.

Those guys have fewer mistakes.

Not only that, but they all have a lot of physical strength.

Of course, most of them are a little better off than in the first grade.

In addition, there are a very small number of players who are still in good spirits.

"Bastard, come again, come again, I haven't had enough of it!"

Next to Hakushu, a senior with a mustache opened his hand to ask for the ball.

In stark contrast to him, Baizhou was already tired and paralyzed.

Kuramochi also fell to the ground because of a mistake, his muscles trembled, and he couldn't get up for a long time.

Compared with the two of them, Zhang Han's situation was slightly better.

The core and main force of the young club in the country can barely keep up with the ordinary players of the Qingdao Second Army.

"Damn! Damn it!! ”

Kuramachi never felt as helpless as he did now.

Aside from fighting and baseball, he didn't seem to be particularly good at anything from a young age.

So baseball has always been the faith and pillar in Kuramoto's heart.

In his hometown, his baseball prowess has always been a shadow of others catching up.

This is the first time he has realized so clearly what it means to have people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the sky.

"Isn't that going to work?"

A senior who was not tall and had squinted eyes came to Kurachi's side. He smiled and said in a kind tone.

"If you're tired, go and rest."

Such a gentle senior made Kuramochi Yoshi's heart can't help but flow a trace of warmth.

If it weren't for the last sentence of this senior, he might have been really moved.

But that sentence popped out of the mouth of this seemingly gentle senior.

"There are a lot of people around who want to replace you!"

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