At the same time, in the underground arena in Cairo, Africa.
The game between the Sandstorm Sphinx and the German Blackhawks is still going on--or rather it has just begun. The Sphinx still has possession of the ball, even though they spent two periods The offensive opportunity only advanced five yards, and the offense was very difficult.
"Aren't you going to pass the ball?" Mute, the outfield catcher who had been waiting there, got a little impatient and asked the quarterback Hiloma: "Can we make a long pass at this time to advance in one breath?"
"Can you catch it?" Shiloma said, "The androids on the opposite side have better jumping ability and endurance than you, so aren't they afraid that they will miss the ball and be grabbed by the opponent?"
"...I can do it, please." The cat boy replied seriously.
"Forget it. Then get ready to start. Then choose the route according to the signal I sent, and wait for the opportunity to catch the ball." Captain Shiloma snorted with a sneer.
Mutt nodded and got ready to run away.
Kick-off. The football was passed from the hands of center Gusta and fell into the arms of Hiloma. Then the two sides began to compete on the offensive and defensive lines, and it was obvious that the group of orcs on the Sphinx team were at a disadvantage in terms of strength. They are no match for those artificial humans made of metal skeletons. Humans cannot fight with machines. The power of living creatures is limited, but the bodies of artificial humans that are infinitely close to machines have powerful output that far exceeds that of living organisms. Orcs are also unable to fight with machines. How could it be possible to compete with the opponent in terms of strength? Standing behind this crumbling wall, Hiloma only knew that he had to pass the ball as soon as possible, so he shouted the secret code without thinking much: "Knight 11, Bishop 4, Queen 6.＂
This is the code that Hiloma, as the quarterback and passer, decided with the outfield receivers before the battle began. Only Mute and the others can understand it. The three outfield players of the Sphinx team When the receivers heard the instructions from the captain, they immediately ran out according to their assigned routes. Moreover, the routes they ran were very complicated. They were not simply running in a straight line. Some ran out of curves, others ran out of folds, and Mutter even came. An erratic back-and-forth back-and-forth jump --- all this is to confuse the enemy, so that the opponent cannot guess who the ball will be passed to, and in what form it will be passed, and the placement point will be determined. Where to fix it!
What's more, after Hiloma made a false pitching action, he immediately ran out of the position, pretended to run with the ball, and started running with other outfield catchers. The ball might have It was still in his hands, and it was possible that it was passed out at high speed. No one knew it at all, and it was difficult to see clearly at that moment. This more chaotic battlefield and more complicated formations were enough to confuse the opponent's defenders. Turn your head!
However------
Shiloma, who was running, suddenly saw a red light flashing in the eyes of the android quarterback in the enemy formation. The three defenders seemed to have received some kind of order, and they instantly ignored the other receivers and all looked towards them. Loma comes flying!
Oops. His fake move was seen through by the opposing quarterback!
Moreover, these guys don’t need to speak with their mouths or listen to the orders given by the captain, they can directly know what the quarterback is thinking. As expected, these artificial humans have communicators hidden in their bodies, and they can rely on photon wave signals to communicate without interruption!
The rules of Dark American Football state that communicators cannot be used to direct battles within the field. It is obviously a foul for the opponent to do so. But the artificial people must have cleverly hidden the communicator somewhere in their bodies, secretly committing a foul-
-----I guess Siroma will immediately suspend the game to protest, and the referee will not be able to find anything wrong with the opponent!
After discovering this, Hiloma suddenly jumped sideways, and before being surrounded by other defenders, he threw the ball he was holding like a cannonball with a flick of his hand! Originally, this kind of throwing without a large arm swing could not be very big.
However, after a long period of training, Shiloma has developed this move to the point where it is close to the power and speed of throwing with a large swing of the arm, and has faster adaptability!
And the order he gave to the three outfield catchers at the beginning was correct. At least one of the catchers gave the order correctly. The place where he threw the ball instantly was exactly where Mutter deceived the enemy.
After the eyes and ears, the final landing point for running over! ------Although there is still a distance between Mute and the landing point of the ball ------ because Hiloma was seen through the plan by the opponent and was a little anxious to pass the ball
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With no other choice, the cat-man boy had to speed up to pursue him, and the android defender over there seemed to have received the communication from the captain, and reacted quickly to rush over to grab the ball, almost keeping pace with Mutt!
Danger!! If this continues, the opponent with superior physical strength will grab the ball first! The cat boy desperately pounces out, trying to make up for the disadvantage in running speed with his strong jumping ability. As he pounces out, his opponent
But he was still flying, and the opponent was a robot-like existence, and his jumping ability was certainly better than Mutt! Gradually, the cat boy found that he was surpassed by his opponent in mid-air. If he continued like this...
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“HaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaAaaaaaaaaaAaaaaaaaaaaaAaaaaaaaaaaa”, Mutter, throwing his hands out desperately, extending his arms like rubber bands, and forcibly caught the ball. It was exactly the same thing he did when he just kicked off.
He had to take the risk of injuring his arms and being unable to continue playing, but at this time he didn't care so much! If the ball was lost in this case, the Sphinx team lost the right to attack, and this game would be
He would be at a disadvantage from the beginning, and how could he watch all this happen!
Boom! Not only did he successfully catch the ball, his arms also elastically contracted back the moment he caught the ball. The cat boy immediately held the ball in his arms and rolled it in a posture to protect himself.
He landed on the ground and rolled on the grass for about five yards before stopping! With his arms in severe pain, he thought he would be done just by disabling his hands, but something worse happened! His opponent ------
That is, the German team's artificial defender who flew out to grab the ball with Mutt, couldn't hold back the force in the air, so he suddenly pressed down and landed heavily on the cat-man boy!
"Meow meow!" Mutt let out a cry, and instantly felt a sharp pain like liver and gallbladder splitting. The pain came from the inside of the blow, and he should have suffered internal injuries during this squeeze! The android was made of metal all over his body.
It is made of a skeleton that can be said to be quite heavy, and when it pressed on Mutt's body, it was also extremely violent. You can imagine how much damage the cat boy's internal organs were hurt by!
"Mutt!" Albert, who was sitting on the cold bench in the outer lounge, exclaimed and stood up when he saw the cat boy being pressed so hard.
"The Sphinx advances six yards! First gear!" the referee blew the whistle and announced. This was just for announcing the result of the Sphinx after Mutter fell to the ground, but did not mention the opponent's pressure on Mutter.
The injury caused to the body. Because it is not a foul, it is just a "violent physical collision" between the two sides during the game. If the offensive power falls into the hands of the German team, it will be judged as "suspected of making dangerous moves."
A foul, but now the offensive power is in the hands of the Sphinx team. It doesn't matter if Mutt is suppressed like this, he is simply losing blood!
"Timeout!" Hiloma had no choice but to waste another opportunity to pause the game, calling the medical team to check the condition of the cat boy. This time, Mutt was obviously seriously injured, and logically he should be carried off on a stretcher for treatment.
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"Uh..." However, the little stupid cat climbed up from the ground as if nothing had happened, patted the dust on its body, and looked confused.
"Are you okay?" Seeing the blood coming out of the corner of Mutt's mouth, even Gusta asked in disbelief: "Don't be brave, you look like this, you must have suffered serious internal injuries, right?!"
"No...it seems there is nothing wrong?" The cat boy checked his body, touched his stomach and waist, but he couldn't feel anything. If the internal organs were severely injured, normally even if he
Even if he tried to be strong, he couldn't do it. He should have been lying on the ground in pain and unable to move. But the current situation was completely different from what he expected. Even the cat boy himself was surprised.
"Did you take some kind of painkiller to suppress the pain?" The doctor from the medical team asked curiously while examining Mutt's body.
The cat boy shook his head: "Can you eat that kind of thing? If you eat it, your whole body will be numb and you won't be able to compete."
What he said makes sense. And the doctors checked back and forth, but they couldn't find anything wrong with Mutt's body - his internal organs seemed to be intact, there was no accumulation of congestion, and there were no bone fractures in his arms. That was a very serious injury.
A healthy kitten with nothing wrong with it.
Although it was really strange, since the doctor couldn't find anything wrong, Shiloma couldn't say anything. She could only sigh: "Please, don't keep doing all kinds of dangerous actions that will hurt yourself. You have already walked twice."
Luck, and good luck will run out."
"I have no choice!" the cat boy said with a wry smile.
"Anyway, don't let me waste any more limited time-out opportunities." Hiloma rolled her eyes at Mutter: "If this happens again next time, I'll see if you can get up first. If you can't, I'll call a time-out and send you off.
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"That's fair." Mutt could only smile bitterly.
In fact, even a blind person can see that it is definitely not as simple as luck for Mutt to stand up as if nothing had happened after being severely injured. But the situation in front of him cannot be explained by common sense, and that is the strangest thing.
But it's useless to worry about this now. If you really want to figure out the problem, you can only do a detailed physical examination for Mutt after the game. For now, it's better to focus on the game.
"Hmm." Albert, who was sitting in the lounge, couldn't stand it anymore. He stood up from the cold bench and cast an expectant look at Hiloma.
"That guy...has had enough rest? Then let's make a scene." The quarterback grinned, raised his hand and shouted to the referee: "The Sphinx announces a substitution!" (Unfinished)