Chapter 2212 Exploring the Trail in Sha Lan (Fifty)
Chapter 2212 Exploring Sha Lan (50)
At the same time (?), Cairo in Africa, the underground arena of the Cairo Grand Casino.
"Hmm..." Albert watched the progress of the game from a distance, because after the offensive and defensive exchanges, he stopped participating in the Sphinx team's defensive round and stayed in the rest area sitting on the bench, trying to
Recover as much stamina as possible.
However, this time the Sphinx's defensive round dragged on for so long that it almost made people sleepy. Every time, when the players of the German Blackhawks wanted to attack in a big way, the Snow Leopard Murtha
Hill will be on the court to obstruct. Whether it is intercepting long passes or using blitz tactics to hinder the opponent's quarterback's serve, Murtha Hill is doing something every time. As a result, the opponent cannot use the pass well and only
He can pass the ball to the running back with a short pass (this process also has a certain chance of being blocked by Murtha Hill) and let the running back run the formation. However, the Blackhawks running back's running formation is not as smooth as it seems, because the running formation
The pass in the process has been blocked by Mertha Hill, and the running back can only run in one go. Unfortunately, the Sphinx team also invested in two foreign aids, the Panthers, and the Leopard Phileos for three rounds.
In a wide-range marking operation in all directions at the same time, the opponent's running back only needs to run a short distance, and the Leopards sprinting from three directions can immediately intercept the running back.
As a result, although the German Blackhawks were indeed able to advance steadily using the running pattern, they took a considerable amount of time to advance, and each time they barely advanced ten yards before almost running out of fourth-down opportunities. At the kickoff
Murtha Hill originally gave the German Blackhawks a powerful kick, sending the ball nearly a hundred yards away from the bottom line of the Sphinx's position. The German Blackhawks' offense started from that position.
Even if they advance steadily ten yards each time, this will still take thirty or forty runs.
There are only twenty minutes left in the game.
"I've been wanting to ask since just now." Albert couldn't help lowering his voice and asked: "Is Captain Hiloma deliberately delaying the game to let the German team consume as much time as possible during the attack?
?"
"You also noticed?" Mutt replied in a low voice, as if he was afraid that their conversation would be heard by people from the other team: "It seems to be blocking the opponent's opportunities in the first three gears and consuming their offensive gears.
At the same time, when the opponent started to get anxious, they let off some steam, allowing the German Blackhawks to advance ten yards smoothly, setting another four offensive stops."
"I know the current score is that our team is leading," Albert looked at the scoreboard outside the court. The holographic screen there showed a big number------Ten to zero------S
The Finks took the lead: "But does it make sense to delay the time like this? Since we are already in the lead, and Murtha Hill and the others are controlling the situation, why can't we consume the opponent's fourth-level offensive opportunity now and control it?"
Seize the ball? If we continue to score, we will definitely win this game, isn’t it?"
"Captain Hiloma is probably afraid that your physical strength will be wasted too much." The cat boy glanced at the tiger boy and said, "So we are delaying the game as much as possible to give you more rest time. Just watch and wait.
When there are only fifteen minutes left in the game, maybe they will take possession of the ball back. The worst-case scenario is to let the opponent score a goal and then switch offense and defense. But I highly doubt they are always lagging behind.
The Blackhawks would have the guts to devise such a bold strategy."
"But having said that, the gap is really obvious------" Albert squinted his eyes and watched the game, thoughtfully. Originally, the opponent's second-generation artificial humans were completely overwhelmed in terms of physical fitness.
The orcs who overwhelmed the Sphinx team. The orcs would definitely lose if they were just looking at their physical strength. But sometimes it’s really impossible to see the result without actually playing the game. The Sphinx team, which should have been at an absolute disadvantage, just joined the Silk Road.
Sahil's "ghost card" immediately reversed the situation.
"That guy from Merthasil should also have noticed the fatal weakness of artificial people." Albert continued: "Those artificial people will freeze for a tenth of a second before executing an instruction. It seems that from receiving the instruction to
For actual implementation, their brains need time to calculate and confirm."
"But under normal circumstances, this mere tenth of a second is nothing at all. Human reaction speed is almost at this level. Even if the opponent's every action is stagnant for that tenth of a second, ordinary people can't catch up.
These artificial humans do not have much advantage in reaction speed. This small advantage can easily be overshadowed by the physical advantages of the artificial humans." Mutt said: "But Murtha Hill...
.That guy is special. He didn't pay attention to anything during the whole game, he only focused on the only football on the field. The ball was passed from one person's hand to another person's hand, and the others were still stunned for ten minutes.
In one second, Merthahir had already taken action. No. Maybe he started to predict before the ball was passed and knew whose hands the ball was going to pass, so he acted earlier, earlier than anyone else.
Maybe that's why he was able to intercept the ball from those artificial humans."
Bang! While talking about this, Mertha Hill on the field had once again kicked away the opponent's mid-range pass with his feet. The opponent's running back was pressed too tightly, and there were teammates next to him. He hugged
He passed the ball by luck, thinking that this quick mid-range pass would work. As a result, Moussa Hill had already focused on the ball, and the ball had just flown less than two yards from the previous running back. His
His foot landed on the ball and kicked the ball away!
However, Frost Hill's interception was all about kicking. A drop of sweat broke out on Albert's forehead. It would have been nice if he didn't have to kick the ball, but stretched the ball. If he grabbed the ball, the possession of the ball would fall to Sifen.
Team X has it in hand.
But it is estimated that he was too late to take action. Although Murtha Hill stared at the ball the whole time and did not miss any opportunity to intercept the pass, it was actually quite difficult to do this. From observing the opponent's actions to seeing that
When a running back wants to pass the ball, Mertha Hill has to use his exaggerated running method to catch up, and intercept the ball in time the moment it is passed. He runs over and reaches out to catch it.
There was not enough time for the ball. Only by running towards it and cooperating with Murtha Hill's exaggerated running method to take advantage of the situation, was it possible to kick the ball away while running.
No matter what, he did it, and only Murtha Hill in the world can do it. This special kicking and interception skill cannot be imitated by others. Even the androids looked at Murtha Hill's
I tried to imitate the movements, but failed again and again.
If it weren't for the fact that Snow Leopard Merthahir liked kicking opponents so much and causing fouls, it would have been a certainty that he would join the main team.
Bang!! Albert was just about to complain about this, but he didn’t expect Murtha Hill to actually commit the crime. The Snow Leopard didn’t kick the ball, but instead kicked the opponent’s head, causing the German Blackhawks’ artificial man to run away.
Wei's helmet was dented by the kick.
"The Sphinx committed an excessive defensive foul and were punished by a penalty of twelve yards!" the referee blew the whistle and announced.
"Huh..." Albert sighed, covering his face.
"Wait a minute, that's a lie!" Mutt exclaimed.
"What's wrong?" Albert was about to ask, but he glanced at the field first, and he knew why the cat boy was surprised without asking.
The German Blackhawks have set up a kicking camp. Moreover, their current attack location is exactly thirty-seven yards away from the bottom line of the Sphinx's position, which is a distance that even a more powerful kicker can kick in!
Are the Blackhawks really planning to score points by kicking the ball?
But even if the kick is scored, it can only get three points. The Sandstorm Sphinx is currently leading the German Blackhawks ten to zero, and there are only the last twelve minutes left. Just kick the ball.
They grabbed three points, but wasted the entire offensive round. With the remaining seven points and the remaining 12 minutes, how do the Blackhawks plan to get back?
And as long as the Blackhawks score this goal, it will be the Sphinx's turn to attack? According to Captain Hiloma's current strategy, the Sphinx will probably continue to play delaying tactics and spend the remaining twelve minutes
Until it’s all gone bit by bit, right?
Could it be said that...the Blackhawks have no hope of winning at all? This game was won like this??
There is no real feeling of winning at all! Albert frowned. Or maybe he didn’t perform well on the court a few times in this game, and he didn’t score many points! Is this the end??
Beep!!------The ball flew straight into the goal of the Sphinx team. The referee blew the whistle: "Goal! Three points! The score is ten to three, and the Sphinx team leads. Attack and defense
exchange!"
Sure enough, Albert got up from the bench reluctantly. It was obviously his turn to play, and the Sphinx team had clearly won the game, but the young Tiger man felt a little uneasy for some reason.
"Be careful." Mutt suddenly reminded: "The Blackhawks' next goal may not be to win this game at all, but to make you seriously injured --- a serious injury that can affect tomorrow's game."
"How can this happen! This will not do them any good!" Albert said in surprise.
"It's good. Because ------" the cat boy said hesitantly, but he never finished the whole sentence.
"Because of the organization behind these teams?" Albert revealed something that the other party did not dare to say.
That's right, both the German Blackhawks this time and the Angola Giants last time used a high degree of artificial and cybernetic technology on the players who played. This time these blatant second-generation artificial beings and
Not to mention, the group of modified people who can transform themselves into Bose and plasma states in the Giant Clamps last time are also quite high-tech. There seems to be a mysterious organization behind these teams to support them. This organization
They are still working against the Sphinx. It is natural that they try every means to prevent the Sphinx from advancing to the Super Cup finals.
I don’t know why, but the face of Father Sphinx’s nemesis, Boss Seth, appeared on Albert’s face at this time. That jackal who looked very sinister seemed to have something to do with all of this.