Chapter 3 The Combat Power That Must Be Innovated

Late at night, accompanied by the passionate shouts of the teenagers outside the window, Superintendent Kataoka looked at the list in his hand with a solemn face.

That's a list that must be renovated, and it's now a list of all members of the first army of Qingdao High School!

Originally, after the spring competition, Superintendent Kataoka planned to promote several newcomers to join the first army, of course, from the second army. If you can't even climb up the second army, it will be a fantasy to join the first army.

("Moses, I don't seem to have joined the Second Army.") A wild lotus tree floated by. οΌ‰

This year's first-year students are by no means the only ones who excel, and most of the overseers of each team will promote a few first-year students in the summer.

The purpose is not just to deepen their own bench seats, in fact, according to the actual situation, those first-year students who have been promoted may not even be as strong as their predecessors.

Anyway, others are a few years older than you, and the experience of the game, mentality and team cooperation are much better than a newcomer who has only been in the baseball club for a few months.

But baseball is a team that relies on inheritance, and it is by no means something that can go far by just relying on one generation and a group of people.

The sunset is beautiful, but it sets quickly.

The reason why they are called famous is that they have a bottomless bench compared to ordinary teams. And this is not something that can be done by just talking, which requires the supervisor to take a long-term view of the operation of the whole team.

And getting the freshmen of the first year into the team is undoubtedly the best option, even if they may not be able to play, they can only sit on the bench and watch. However, this is also much better than sitting in the stands and shouting, not knowing the importance of not being in the position.

The defeat in the semi-finals made Coach Kataoka even more determined to think about it. Although the team can always reach the point of hard work with Sangao and Inami, the most obvious result is that they can't win the game.

This team needs to be renovated, and this is what must be done now.

Besides, Golden Week is coming soon, and if you want to maximize the strength of the team, you must promote new players before that.

"Tomorrow, let's speak with strength."

The big hand gently rubbed the names that had been circled in red by himself, and Superintendent Kataoka muttered to himself.

……

"Good afternoon, seniors." Hasuki Division, who had just come out of the ministry after chatting for a while, greeted the seniors who were training.

Soon he noticed that there were fewer seniors in the training ground today than usual, and he raised his eyebrows and said to senior Chris.

"Looks like I'm pretty early today, Chris senior, your water."

"That's because the replacements of the Second Army and the First Army are fighting the Red and White War today, As."

Senior Chris stepped forward with a smile and took a sip of the water cup handed by Lianmu.

"Well, then why don't I know? Am I also the legendary first-army understudy? Could it be that the team leader finally saw that I was unhappy and wanted to sink me into Tokyo Bay? ”

"Haha, the overseer wouldn't do that kind of thing. As for why you're not there... Who knows? ”

After listening to it for a long time, this kind of complaint from Chris's predecessor about Hasuki Si is also acceptable, especially when he looks at the flat expression when he says these words, he finds it still a little funny.

"Second Army, Ah ......" Facing the last inexplicable smile of Chris's senior, Hasuki didn't pay attention to it, just pinched the baseball in his hand and muttered to himself.

"Yuyuki he's on the court right now, how about you go and see it?"

"Don't laugh at Chris, senior, I just want to practice right now."

Hearing the instigation of Chris's seniors, Hasuki Si shook his head righteously, which made Chris's seniors a little embarrassed.

But soon the familiar Hasunki Tsukasa came back again, snatched his gloves and stuffed the baseball in his own hand and said with a flat face.

"Actually, I was joking. Let's go, let's see how Miyuki was beaten up. ”

Qingdao Course B.

"Whew!"

"Smack!"

"Yo Xi, it's very accurate, Miyuki!"

"Nice pick ball, bastard, these are two bad balls."

"Haha, it's a bad ball in the outer corner."

Looking at the Tamba seniors on the pitcher's mound, Yukiichi also said with a smile.

In the second out, the situation where there are people on first and second base is his turn to strike, and now it is a situation where the offense ends if he can't play it, and the number of balls is now one good and two bad.

[Tsk, this guy is very accurate in watching the ball, Danbo.] 】

[Oh, the way the ball is picked is very uncomfortable.] 】

Looking at Miyuki, who had a hippie smile in front of him, Keisuke Miyauchi, the substitute catcher of the First Army, had a little more solemn on his face.

[Then let's fight him, Tanbo!] Use your ball power to keep this kid down! 】

[Well, Miyauchi. 】

As a first-year guy, you're probably too arrogant, but I'm also a senior senior!

Looking at Kazuya Miyuki, who was comfortable in the thug area, a wave of anger ignited in Tanba's heart. He gritted his teeth and raised his right hand, but just as he was about to decide the ball, he heard the shouts of the nomurals behind him.

"Steal the base!"

Nani! Although Tanba's senior was shocked, he could only throw the ball hard, but he was already ready to pitch the ball.

"Whew!"

"Smack!"

β€œball!”

And when the senior in the palace received the ball and wanted to block the base thief, he found that the other party had already returned to the second base bag, and the senior in the palace was so angry that his two nostrils burst out.

[It's put on the table, Tamba.] 】

Haha, now the pitcher has no way to retreat, thank you, senior.

I'm a little worried about leaving everything to you.

Miyuki in the beater's area looked at Ryosuke Kokota, who had a kind smile on second base, and smiled at the corners of his mouth.

Okay, so now I have only one goal, which is to get your ball out of the way.

Grabbing the bat firmly in his hands with both hands, Miyuki smiled and looked at the senior Tamba who was standing on the pitcher's area with a little cold sweat on his forehead.

[Adjust your mood, Tanba, even if you escort him, it's okay to fight with the beaters behind.] If it's full, it's easier for us to defend it. 】

[Whew... In the palace, I'm also a pitcher for the Qingdao First Army. 】

Looking at the determined eyes of the pitcher Tamami on the hill, the pupils of the senior in the palace shook, and he lowered his head with a smile.

[Huh...... I think so. So cast it here, Tamba! 】

[Oh, partner! 】

Two outside corners, plus a knuckle ball, plus that obvious gesture to throw the ball just now, so what will you throw at the last ball? Whether to continue to choose the winning curveball or

Looking at the Tamba seniors who had recovered on the pitcher's ball, Miyuki smiled and licked his lips.

Wave your right arm high, win or lose by one point!

"Whew!"

"Huh!"

"Hey, I'm just here and I'm going to have a big scene."