Beep beep !!

Heavy wheezing, burning lung cavities, aching hearts, and heavy feet.

All of this is telling the Croatian and German players that they have run out of everything.

But. The game is not over!

120 minutes, 90 minutes of regular season + 30 minutes of overtime are over.

They are about to have the most brutal penalty shoot-out!

There are no tactics!

Some are just pure technical and mental competitions!

The brutal penalty shoot-out is because any goal scored and conceded will end in the simplest way possible.

It takes the players to unleash their fighting spirit, their courage, their skills and everything they have accumulated.

"Cheer up! We can! The last step, believe in yourself and believe in our team! ”

In front of the Croatian coach's box, Suker shouted loudly in encouragement.

He took a sip of water, rinsed his mouth, and squirted out.

"Boss!" Suke looked at Vansteak and said; "Let's announce the free throw line!"

At this moment, everyone's hearts were extremely heavy.

In the brutal struggle where the penalty kick is everything, it is a heavy psychological pressure on yourself and your opponent.

Vansteak nodded, he took his notebook, walked to the middle, and said loudly:

"Before I make the announcement, I want to say a word!"

The crowd fell silent.

The cheers were still violent, so Vansturak had to shout almost at the top of his voice.

"You've all played really well from the group stage to now, you've faithfully fulfilled the tactical instructions I gave and we've come here together, no matter what the result is, we're all going to face it together!"

"Remember, we are one, no one will back down, I will take my responsibility, and you need to do the same!"

Listening to Vansteak's words, Bilic muttered on the side: "Responsibility~"

"First of all, I need to thank you, I never thanked you, but now I want to tell you that you are the best team I have ever met!"

"We did wonders together at Euro 2008."

The corners of the Croatian players' mouths curled up slightly, and they remembered that wonderful summer.

"And now, we're not going to fall here!"

Vansteak's voice was sonorous and powerful, which also made everyone's eyes harden.

"Show courage, show fighting spirit!"

"Guys! You are lucky that no one was able to beat us on penalties, because the children who survived the Kosovo war were favored by Lady Luck! ”

Vansteak slapped his chest hard and said loudly:

"Think of the tens of thousands of fans at the scene, think of the 4 million hometown fathers and elders who followed this game through the TV camera in their hometowns, they are everything we are fighting for!"

"Believe in yourself! Don't leave yourself with regrets, take courage and face the challenge head-on! ”

Vansted Jak shouted: "Victory belongs to Croatia!" ”

In an instant, everyone shouted.

"The victory belongs to Croatia!! ——”

"Good." Looking at the Croatian players with fighting spirit in their eyes, Van Sterjak nodded, and he placed the notebook clipped to his arm in front of him.

"First of all, the first penalty taker."

The hearts of the people sank.

Vansteak flickered back and forth on Suker and Modric.

Obviously, he didn't think it through either.

Su Ke sighed secretly, and at the moment when he was about to raise his hand, Modric next to him suddenly raised his hand.

"I'll be the first!"

Modric raised his hand indifferently.

Everyone turned their heads to look over.

This was the first penalty!

This penalty is extremely crucial, and it is a part of the mentality of the penalty takers who come after.

For this reason, many people are dodging.

But Modric actually took the initiative to ask.

"I'll punish the first one!"

After Modric finished speaking, he pointed at Su Ke: "Give the finale to Su Ke, this guy can withstand the pressure!" ”

Suke grinned.

Others are Wan'er.

However, so do their thoughts.

Vansteak nodded: "Okay! ”

"First penalty taker, Luka Modric!"

"Second penalty taker, Simunic!"

"Third penalty taker, Petritsch!

"Fourth penalty taker"

Vansteak's eyes wandered over Dujmović and Kranica.

Final vocal outing; "Duimovich!"

Dujmović gritted his teeth slightly, and the pressure in his heart doubled.

"Fifth penalty taker, Suker!"

"End the game on penalties as much as possible, and if it goes into a sudden death, the penalty order is"

Vansted Yak continued to lay out the penalty sequence for the 'Sudden Death Session'.

On the other side, the German side is also announcing the penalty line.

It's just that compared to Croatia, the German players' expressions are more heavy.

At this time, their heads were full of pictures of two leads.

My heart was full of chagrin, why didn't I end the game at that time?

Why didn't you keep the score?

Why didn't you restrain Suke?

Why go to the penalty shootout?

Everything sucks!

With such emotions, it was difficult for them to focus on penalties.

In addition, after the fierce competition, their physical fitness and concentration declined, and their state declined very seriously.

Soon, the penalty sequence for the German team was also decided.

First penalty taker, Schweinsteiger.

Second penalty taker, Lahm.

Third penalty taker, Mesut Ozil.

Fourth penalty taker, Kroos.

Fifth penalty taker, Klose.

Soon, players from both sides walked into the pitch one after another.

At this moment, the entire Soccer City stadium became silent.

Fans on both sides didn't dare to speak, their hearts were beating faster, and they felt nervous numbness in their hands and feet.

It's a penalty shootout!

"Players from both sides came in, and Croatia drew 3-3 with Germany in 120 minutes, and finally went to a brutal penalty shootout!"

"Hoo ~~~~~~"

Klašiwicz exhaled, his throat trembling nervously, and every word was trembling.

He knew he shouldn't bring that tension to the fans, but he couldn't help it.

"Pray! To the all-powerful Lord! To the goddess of victory, to the goddess of luck, please bless Croatia! Let's get to the World Cup semi-finals again! ”

"At the same time, we have to believe in these boys, who have worked hard so far to turn the impossible into a seed of hope, believe in them"

With that, Klaushyvich said with a trembling voice.

"May the Lord bless these lads!"

Times Square, Zagreb.

Hundreds of thousands of people clasped their hands, their eyes closed, and prayed devoutly.

May the Lord bless these lads!! ——

In an orphanage, led by an elderly pastor, they reverently knelt on the ground and prayed.

May the Lord bless these lads!!! ——

All over Croatia, 4 million people, they are praying to the gods with their most devout attitude.

May the Lord bless the lads!!!!!!! ——

Soccer City Stadium, Johannesburg, South Africa.

The crowd fell silent.

The Croatian players stood shoulder to shoulder, holding each other's shoulders and standing on the midfield line.

In the coach's seat, Vansteak and Bilic led all the substitutes to their knees.

The tension was at its peak.

Germany took the lead in the penalty shoot.

Schweinsteiger walked towards the big penalty area.

"Can't kick in! Can't kick in! Can't kick in! ”

"Curse you! Curse you! Curse you! ”

"Stinky feet! Stinky feet! Stinky feet! ”

The Croatian players cursed Schweinsteiger in the most vicious way.

Pletticosa spread her arms in front of goal, constantly shaking from side to side, pressing towards Schweinsteiger.

But the latter lowered his head and did not look at Pletikosa at all.

Soon, Schweinsteiger was running.

At this moment, the tense atmosphere reaches its peak.

"Can't kick in! Can't kick in! Can't kick in! ”

"Curse you! Curse you! Curse you! ”

The expressions of the Croatian players became hideous, and Dujmovic's two buttocks were struggling hard, clamping tightly.

Swish!

The ball goes into the net!

'Schweinsteiger, penalty, he got off to a good start for Germany, now the pressure is on Croatia!'

Su Ke grinned, a particularly filthy national curse in his mouth.

WCNMLGB!

Germany scored a penalty and the pressure came to Croatia.

Modric exhaled slowly.

"I'm going!"

Suke shouted suddenly; "Luca!"

Modric turned his head.

Suke patted his chest.

"Believe in yourself, you can!"

Modric smiled.

"You give me a cover, what am I afraid of!"

Suke grinned; "If you can't eat, you'll have five lunches!"

Modric was surprised; "Got it?"

"Whatever you say in the future!"

Modric turned his head and waved his hand: "Wait and see!" ”

Modric left decisively.

The crowd became even more nervous.

"Trust Luca!"

"That's right, now I can only believe it!"

Dujmović said in a deep voice; "It's okay, it's a good thing if the penalty goes in, if the penalty doesn't go in."

The crowd turned their heads to look over.

"Teammates sacrifice to the sky, mana is boundless!"

The atmosphere at the scene was heavy.

Croatia's first penalty taker, Luka Modric.

"Luca. Modric, from herding cattle to a world-class midfielder, has been bumpy and tribulatory along the way, which will become his motivation to move forward! ”

"Luca! Punish it and open a path to victory for us! ”

Everyone held their breath, and under all the watch, Modric began to run free throws.

Modric had a slight change of tempo as he approached the ball, which caused Neuer's centre of gravity to tilt to the right, and Modric immediately kicked to the left.

The ball goes into the net.

Croatia and Germany both scored their first penalties.

"Luka Modric, penalty into the bottom left corner, he calmly helped Croatia score the penalty!"

Luka Modric turned and ran towards the halfway line.

Su Ke and the others were already boiling.

"Awesome!"

"Luca is awesome!"

"You're the best!"

"I love you to death!"

Looking at the jubilant teammates, Modric also had a smile on his face.

Then Germany's second penalty taker, German captain Lahm stepped forward to take the penalty himself.

The Croatian players are starting to think about it again.

"Curse you! Curse you! Curse you! ”

"Can't kick in! Can't kick in! Can't kick in! ”

At this moment, an incongruous voice came.

"Rahm will definitely kick in, Rahm will definitely kick!"

Well?

The Croatian players turned their heads suddenly, and there were spies in the team?

Su Ke turned his head indifferently.

"You are a low-level curse, Lao Tzu is even higher, this is called poisonous milk!"

Everyone suddenly realized, and immediately learned that Su Ke began to think again.

Just as everyone was in a hurry, Rahm ran to the penalty spot and slammed the penalty.

But at the moment of the free throw, it was a slip under his feet, and he kicked it off.

Ram looked up in a panic and saw that the ball was 108,000 miles away from the goal.

"Oh~~~~~~ Ram!! Penalty lost!! Oh, my God! The first to not withstand the pressure was the captain of the German team, Lahm! ”

The Croatian fans were boiling.

They were clapping and shouting wildly, putting pressure on Lahm and the German players.

And after Lahm took the penalty, it also added a lot of psychological pressure to the German players.

"Josip, believe in yourself, you can kick in!"

Simunic walked towards the penalty spot and the Croatian players started again.

"Don't milk me!"

Simunich turned his head and cursed.

Dujmovich was stunned for a moment, then nodded; "You can't kick in!"

Syllable!

Suke slapped Duimovich directly on the head.

"What bullshit!"

"And what do I say?" Dujmovich said aggrievedly.

Sucre; "Shut up!"

Simunic walked towards the penalty spot and it was a good opportunity to open the gap.

But maybe it's too much pressure.

Simunic made too much effort on the penalty and the ball grazed the post.

"Oh~~ Simunich lost the penalty, and Germany picked up a life!"

Simunich knelt on the ground, his hands over his mouth, his face dazed.

And the German fans were overjoyed.

Simunich's dejected retracement.

He felt incredibly guilty about his teammates.

Whether it's scolding or comforting, it will make Simunic feel guilty.

But at this time, Su Ke actually shouted:

"Simunich is sacrificing to heaven!"

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then shouted: "Teammates sacrifice to the sky, the mana is boundless!" ”

"What a good sacrifice!"

"Awesome!"

"Win! Win! ”

Simunic looked up in astonishment, and he felt his teammates waving at him.

He returned to the ranks with mixed emotions.

Croatia and Germany all made free throws.

The third German penalty taker was Mesut Ozil.

Croatia is starting to 'poison milk' again!

Just as they were poisoning the milk, Ozil scurried.

Relying on the boldness of the artist, he was directly punished to the middle.

He thinks Pletikosa will make a save.

But I don't know what happened, Pletticosa was leaning towards the left side of the center of gravity, suddenly contained, lay down, and directly blocked the ball with his calf.

"Awesome!!!!!!!! ——”

The Croatian squad is boiling.

Su Ke and the others fell directly to the ground and shouted.

Pletikosa also got up excitedly, and he shook his fist hard.

Croatia regained the advantage again,

Croatia's third penalty taker, Petrić.

Petritch took a few steps and suddenly turned his head:

"Why don't you say something to encourage me?"

The crowd shut their mouths tightly, their heads shaking like rattles.

Petritsch looked at his teammates amusedly, he exhaled and walked to the penalty spot.

Gaze intently at the goal.

"Croatia's third penalty, can Petrić help Croatia open the gap!"

Petrich runs and hits the goal.

The ball is aimed to the left.

Neuer also pounced on the left, but the angle of the shot was too tricky, and the ball grazed Neuer's fingertips and rolled into the net.

Thump!

Duimovich fell directly to his knees!

"Fuck! Scared the hell out of me! ”

The others were also in a trance.

This fucking penalty shootout is simply torturous to the heart.

Croatia: O, X, O.

Team Germany: O, X, X.

After three penalties, Croatia leads!

The fourth penalty taker was Germany's Kroos.

The young Kroos withstood the pressure and opened the scoring with ease.

'Kroos scored the penalty and there is hope! There is hope! Neuer! The pressure is on Neuer! I'm sure I'm going to be able to pounce on it! ”

The German commentator shouted hoarsely.

At this moment, the pressure is simply not too much.

Croatia's fourth penalty taker, Dujmovic.

"Tommy!"

"Tommy!"

The crowd looked at Duimovich.

Dujmović patted his chest, turned his head and smiled: "Don't forget, Lao Tzu is Croatia's secret weapon, and this pressure can't crush me." ”

With that, he pointed at Suke.

"Look, I'll kick you back to a tiebreaker!"

Suke grinned; "Kicked in, Chinese food is free!"

Dujmović nodded vigorously; "Atmosphere!"

With that, he walked to the free throw spot without looking back.

"I'm not at ease!"

Watch Duimovich leave.

Modric touched his pounding heart.

Duimovich is a secret weapon, right.

But the uncontrollable factor of this guy is too strong.

It's a double-edged sword!

"Now I can only trust Mi!"

Suke squeezed Modric's shoulder hard.

Dujmovic walked to the penalty spot.

He just stared straight at Neuer.

Neuer was stunned.

Everyone else lowered their eyes and tried to hide their thoughts, but Dujmovic's eyes wandered around the corners of the goal.

What the hell is this guy?

Neuer was at a loss.

But he was mentally prepared.

"Dujmovic runs and starts the free throw."

Neuer kept a close eye on Dujmovic's body and noticed that the supporting foot was leaning outward.

"Right!"

Neuer lunged to the right.

At this time, Dujmovich actually rubbed his feet lightly.

Under a coquettish arc, the ball crashes into the goal.

"Oh~~~~~ spoon! Spoon penalty! Duimovich!! Big heart! That's the big heart! ”

Rumble!!!!!!!! ——

The Croatian fans were boiling.

Su Ke and the others are even more brainstorming.

This guy is a sass!

Spoon!

Key Penalty Kick Spoon!

Don't be too sassy!

"Awesome! Awesome! Awesome! Tommy is awesome! ”

Under the cheers, Dujmović ran back with a confident face.

He looked at Suke; "The tiebreaker is up to you!"

Suke grinned confidently.

Others are also full of confidence!

I don't know why, when this tiebreaker fell on Su Ke, they felt that the pressure had disappeared, and even faintly became excited in their hearts.

Germany's fifth penalty taker, Klose scored a precise penalty.

Klose managed to keep Germany alive.

But in this game, the most crucial penalty came!

At this moment, the audience was silent.

All eyes were on Suke.

Suke walked towards the penalty spot with a steady footstep, his steps did not waver in the slightest, and every step was very steady.

By this time, the German and Croatian players were already on their knees.

It's an existential moment.

Suker walked to the penalty spot, carefully cleaned it up, and gently placed the ball on it.

Suker began to pull away from the run.

"The most crucial penalty! Once again, the biggest pressure fell on Suke! ”

"May Allah bless Sukh! May the Lord bless Croatia! ”

Krosiewicz's voice trembled violently.

The Croatian fans were so nervous that they couldn't breathe.

Take this step!

Cross the mountain!

They will once again reach the semi-finals of the World Cup.

The scenery of Paris in 1998 will shine on Johannesburg in 2010!

It's all tied to this one penalty!

Sooke starts running!

The whole world seemed to fall silent.

The hearts of everyone in the audience were beating with Suke's footsteps.

Suke twisted himself.

Neuer makes a save to the right.

The ball flew into the bottom left corner.

Swish!

The ball goes into the net.

[Croatia: O, X, O, O, O]

[Team Germany: O, X, X, O, O]

Five goals over.

Croatia beat Germany 4-3 on penalties.

After the 1998 World Cup, Croatia reached the semi-finals of the World Cup again!

(End of chapter)