Then they were slaughtered.

Every member of the Jena team is like a doping, although there is not much expression on their faces, but there is no ambiguity in their feet.

And Marcels Hornenbach vaguely felt that the Jena team seemed to be angry with Bremen, of course, there was no foul action or anything, but what was the anger in his face.

I don't think I provoked you before the game, and Thomas hasn't been talking to Heiko lately.

Marcels Hornebach looked at the miserable youth army on the scene, and decisively gave the order to shrink the defense.

The long-lost bucket reappeared on the field.

Marcels Hornerbach's original intention was to survive Jena's powerful attack, at least not to lose too ugly, but this time it ignited Jena's powder keg even more.

Jena's players suddenly increased the pace of attack, as if they were incarnated as humanoid motors, tirelessly launching wave after wave of attacks against Bremen's youth army.

However, the bucket formation paid off in the first few minutes, with the ball always being kept out of the box by Bremen time and time again.

It seems that pure defense is still right, Marcels Hornebach secretly wiped a cold sweat, although half a round of the league has passed, but Jena's strength has grown too fast, and the ordinary formation has completely ineffective.

But wasn't the iron bucket array broken for Jena, how could it be ......?

Were they just a fluke before?

Marcels Hornenbach was a fluke, and only for a few minutes.

As Heiko stepped out of the coach's seat, he gestured to Saipan as usual.

Then he sat back without looking back.

Saipan on the field was suddenly stunned, and then nodded firmly, he thought that Haike would not forgive himself again, after all, although he left at this time without hurting Jena's bones, it still seemed unauthentic.

Unexpectedly, in the end, Haike forgave himself, although it was just a gesture of off-the-field tactical guidance, but Saipan still understood the trust in it.

Even in the last two games, are you willing to let me take on the role of captain?

I won't let you down!

"Alex you stay in the middle circle, Voji and Kai both move forward, and the tactical plan - cavalry begins to execute"

"SMS moves forward to Zone 3"

"Miatek goes down the bottom cross, don't cut inside"

"Bjorn pays attention to Vogi's forward cut, the high ball is given to him"

A series of instructions were passed out from Saipan, in fact, the team members also recognized Haike's gestures, but at this moment they were all waiting for Saipan's instructions, as if everyone had become tactically blind.

Symbian patiently looked for every opportunity to whisper to each player, and finally everyone was arranged.

Then the artillery fire in Jena was completely resounding.

In the 21st minute, Nils received a pass from Björn, causing a huge chaos in the penalty area, and then hit the leg of the Bremen defender, and a disguised football flew into the goal like a sharp arrow off the string.

At 1:0, Jena narrowly broke the deadlock.

In the 25th minute, just four minutes later, it was as if the situation was repeating the previous situation, another chaos in the penalty area, only this time the goal was clear, Nils grabbed the landing point of one of the football with his extraordinary sense of smell, and changed the score with another volley.

At 2:0, Nils scored twice and once again declared his value to the world.

In the 27th minute, Bremen was robbed just after the kick-off, and the football quickly reached the feet of Bjorn, a perfect high throw arc, the ball seemed to be equipped with a guidance system to find the top of the head of Voji in the crowd, with good physical condition, Woji took the lead in this rare opportunity ball.

At 3:0, Jena's defenders also showed strong attacking power.

In the 37th minute, this time it was finally Saipan's turn, although Bremen at this time has become a headless fly, and the iron bucket array has long been full of holes, but Saipan's dexterous provocation still can't help but admire, old and strong, Saipan is as calm as ever, his movements are not good-looking, his body is not strong enough, and his dribbling skills are average, but he can score.

4:0, at the end of the first half, 4:0 on the scoreboard had already left the fans in the stands of the No. 11 field of the Wechy Stadium gone.

It was a one-sided massacre, and one of the slaughterers had no intention of letting water out.

No one wants to be abused, even though it is only the club's youth army that is playing football now, which does not represent the strength of Bremen's regular army at all.

Jena in the locker room is still as calm as ever, but the atmosphere is no longer depressing, and Haike did not explain any tactics, but only told a few people to replace them in advance.

So everyone silently accumulated their physical strength and prepared for the second half of the battle.

Saipan also knew what the big guy meant, and his companions were paying their respects to themselves with the most solemn ceremony, and they wanted to give themselves a perfect victory as a gift for their departure.

And Jena did illustrate this behavior in the second half.

Bremen, who had long since collapsed, did not gain the slightest sympathy from them, they just kept feeding Saipan.

Bottom cross to target - Saipan.

High ball cross target - Saipan.

Low flat ball to target - Saipan.

Header Ferry Target - Saipan.

Nils chose the target after shaking off the defender one-on-one goalkeeper - Saipan.

His team-mates were trying to create every chance they could, and the Bremen players were stunned, they had never been in that situation.

Not to mention that the defense was broken, and now even the last fig leaf is gone, and the Bremen penalty area is like Jena's back garden, and Jena's players play in it to their heart's content, but after a bit of play, they all choose to give the ball to the number 11.

Then the 11th performs various shooting performances.

Is this using yourself as a backdrop for offensive tactical drills?

Marcels Hornebach wanted to cry without tears, and as he sat in the dugout, he wanted to bury his head under his crotch, and Bremen was embarrassed this time.

The face is indeed disgraced.

By the time the final whistle blew, the 8-0 score on the scoreboard had cast an indelible shadow on the hearts of Bremen's young players.

Saipan's second-half hat-trick gave him four goals in this game.

Happy seniors!

A hat-trick to the next level.

However, after the game, everyone did not celebrate as usual, everyone just came over and patted Saipan on the shoulder, and then the whole team returned to the hotel in Bremen.