On September 26, the Crazy Legion, the sun, which had been hiding behind the clouds for several days, finally showed up lazily, but the sun was dim and there was not much heat. The sickly face seemed to hint at the Europeans: This winter will be very, very, very difficult!

The weather is not very good, and the situation is not very good. In Western Europe and Central Europe, hundreds of military trains are loaded with soldiers and supplies, passing by hastily built railways and heading to Eastern Europe. The traffic on various highways is pouring out constantly. Countless vehicles carry soldiers and ammunition to the front line. Refugees, which are ten times larger than the army, use all the tools they can get, take the property they finally snatched from the war, and flee to Western Europe with unspeakable fear and despair. The borders of various countries are filled with refugee waves like locusts crossing. Western European countries are powerless to do anything about this. They can't shoot and drive them back, right? Now is not a peaceful time! There is no way, they can only take out a portion of the stock supplies to help those refugees and try their best to comfort them so as not to cause any accidents.

But no matter what, a ceasefire in Eastern Europe is a good thing after all. Even if it is just a temporary ceasefire, even if it is just a calm before the storm, it is also a good thing for ordinary people. At least they can live a few more days. They are also full of interest in the prisoner-of-war football championship. When people are in panic all day long, they must have a little spiritual support, right? They use all channels to pay attention to this event, and do not let go of any details. Many people are still praying in their hearts: "I hope that NATO and Warsaw Pact can turn enemies into friends through this friendly event and make a ceasefire!"

Sports competition is always better than flesh-and-blood wars.

Not only civilians, but also some world-famous stars have begun to pay attention to this event. For example, the famous Dutch Three Musketeers publicly stated that there are not many soldiers in the Dutch army who are good at playing football. It is unfair to pick a team that can barely play football to participate in the game in the limited Dutch army. There is a way to let us play, and we must make you so hard! The head coach of the Argentine national team regrets that Argentina misses this game, and believes that with the strong Argentine team joining, this game will definitely add a lot of color. At least

Let them meet the British in a narrow road and will surely shine. After the soul of the Brazilian national team, Beller, worked hard to analyze the previous record and style of each team, he added and reduced the combat effectiveness of each team, and made his prediction to the media seriously: "I think the possibility of the Czech Republic and the UK winning the championship is very high. These are the two most powerful teams in Europe. I am very looking forward to seeing them meet and colliding in the final. It will be a collision like Mars hitting the earth. Even if it is just an amateur team, it will be shocking......"

As a result, after the dust settled, the old man received two letters from representatives of Czech and British fans. What was written in the letter was unclear, but the two bullets rolled out in the envelope had already expressed their meaning clearly.

"Then what do you think of the first game of this event? Who will win in China or Japan?" The reporter was not satisfied.

So the Crow continued his sweet curse: "These two teams... If their level can reach the level of the national team, this game will be very exciting. They all have the tenacity and tenacity unique to the Oriental people. China has won steadily on various battlefields and has high morale. Japan has suffered consecutive defeats and its morale is not much higher. However, football games are very scientific and cannot be firmly won by morale alone. This requires better tactics, better technology, and a little luck... After analyzing the previous battle records between China and Japan, I think Japan may win by two goals, because they have better skills and richer experience...."

After seeing this news on TV, the 30 players of the 54th Army looked very bad. It was outrageous. Didn’t you have the ambition of a Japanese pig and destroy our prestige? Liu Weiping was relieved and decided to win. It would be a bit difficult to win this time. Football games are certainly very scientific, but after you, the crow’s mouth, even the scientific things become unscientific!

At nine o'clock in the morning, the water on the court had been roughly cleaned up, and the ground was still a little slippery. However, tens of thousands of prisoners of war and the Soviet soldiers who came to watch the game were no longer patient and shouted to start the game! There was nothing to say, start the game!

A stadium that could only accommodate 60,000 people suddenly flooded in with more than 100,000 people. One seat became hard to find, and even the beams of the roof were full of people. Good guy, at first glance, the pits and valleys were full of people. It was so fatal, it was so fatal! In the midst of expectations, the Japanese team players first came on the court. These guys were wearing blue jerseys, with awesome momentum, and the two big words "must win" were clearly written on their faces. They must have read sports news, otherwise they would not be so confident. Even the King of Football is optimistic about us, so how could they not win? However, if he knew the power of Betty like Liu Weiping, he would definitely not be so calm. The Japanese prisoners of war who were pulled over to act as cheerleaders saw that the players were so confident and were deeply infected, waving the small flag and screaming: "Carry eight bags! Carry eight bags!" The little face turned red and looked like crazy.

I have to say that these guys really give him some sunshine and he will be brilliant.

The Tigers formed by the 54th Army also came on the field. They did not shout any slogans, but kept moving their hands and feet with mocking smiles, making the bones and joints sound. This sound made the Japanese team members feel ache and suddenly had the urge to turn around and run. Unfortunately, it was too late now, and more than 100,000 people were blocked here. If they dared to say a word, they would be cleaned if they didn't get beaten up.

The organizing committee of the competition is very formal. It was specially invited from Europe and has experience in preparing for world-class football competitions such as the World Cup and European Cup. The organizing committee first released a group of white doves that symbolize peace, expressed their yearning for peace, and then announced: "This event is a strange story in football history. Holding such a competition in a prisoner of war camp is also a strange story in the history of war. It allows us to see a glimmer of hope and a glimmer of dawn in this dark and bloody era...

The event will be recorded in history forever! However, we hope that this is the first and last time such a game will be held!" The white-haired president looked at the soldiers wearing jerseys and said loudly: "Children, as old people who have experienced two world wars, I sincerely hope that you can step onto the green field in the cheers and flowers of the people of the world in the sunshine of peace, and compete with your opponents for honor, rather than playing in a stadium full of bullet holes..."

A veteran who lost one leg during World War II was wearing a military uniform full of medals and a cane, limping onto the court. The whole audience was quiet, and all his eyes were focused on the scarred veteran. When he supported the ground with a cane and drove the first ball with difficulty, the applause rang out like a sea of ​​applause.

The game officially began. The 54th Army and the Japanese team were more than 20 players who were on the court with rain. The soldiers came to block the water and flooded the soil. They kicked the gunpowder in less than three minutes, and they pulled people and tripped them. They greeted the opponent's lower abdomen quietly with their elbows. There were constant small movements on the court. When they saw with their own eyes Zhang Yong, the forward of the 54th Army, hugged the Japanese team members who were blocking him and twisted a circle and then fell to the ground hard, the referee blew decisively and ran over to look at the Japanese team members who were lying on the ground, obviously falling heavily. They gritted their teeth and took out a yellow card and shook it at Zhang Yong, meaning that kid, be careful, and you can come out to try the temperature and thickness of the bench in the Poltava Football Stadium! Zhang Yong was not convinced and shouted: "Why give me a yellow card!"

Captain Zheng Zhe also ran over and shouted: "Yes, right, didn't he just accidentally knock someone down? Why give us a yellow card!"

After hearing the translation, the referee snorted: "Why are you giving you yellow cards? You still have the face to ask me why you give you yellow cards? I also want to ask if you are playing or kicking someone!"

Oh, it’s really hard to answer such a sharp question. The captain and the forward twisted one face to the left and the other to the right, their eyes slanted forty-five degrees, their lips pouted, and the song "The Great Earth is Not Big" floated out of their lips... Why should we distinguish between kicking football and kicking people so clearly? These two can be done at the same time!

Received a yellow card, the 54th Army's wild boys finally became a little more honest. The referee was not easy to fool. The foul action was too obvious and it would definitely not escape his eyes. If he was sent off by a red card... The Japanese pigs are not weak, and it would be difficult to fight if one person was missing. If the commander lost this game... Even if the commander didn't shoot them, they would receive war letters every day 365 days a year, and were forced to fight with tens of thousands of arrogant soldiers in the entire army, and be beaten into a pig's head every day! Be careful, be careful!

However, if you think these guys have changed their minds, then you are too naive! Isn't this, it's still Zhang Yong, who broke the ball in his chest when the Japanese player passed a long time, and the ball broke down with a long pass! Thunderous applause sounded in the audience... The ball was broken beautifully! But two Japanese players immediately came over, and the forward was probably confused. He rushed left and right with the ball and moved to the left wing. The ball rolled around under six big feet, and everyone grabbed it.

No. Another Japanese player rushed over, and Zhang Qianfeng took a decisive kick, and the ball drew a straight line and shot forward. It seemed that he wanted to pass it to his teammate No. 5 twenty meters away, but he used too much force. The ball passed over his teammate's head with a strong wind. Next, Prince Tokuyamiya, who was preparing to pick up the ball on the side of the court, was surprised to see a ball whistling with the wind, and zoomed in quickly in front of his eyes...

Bang!!!

A muffled sound came out clearly, and the ball and face had a full range of passionate and unreserved kisses. It was a passionate and bleed. Of course, it was also full of nosebleeds. Many fans in the front row oh, subconsciously covering their faces. It hurts when they thought about it! Prince Dongjiyagu's fat body shaking, and his nosebleed was whispering out like a faucet. Being fat, his blood pressure was high, so he naturally flowed more. In the end, the old man fell to the ground and covered his nose with a painful moan. A large group of Japanese players were shocked and ran over and shouted: "Your Highness, Your Highness, Your Highness!" Several surrounded Zhang Yong and shouted at the referee: "Referee, he did it on purpose! He must have done it on purpose!"

Zhang Yong squatted down with his stomach covered his stomach, his face pale, pointed at a Japanese player and said, "He attacked my crotch! He attacked my crotch!"

The evil one complains first!

The referee ran over like a gust of wind, first look at Prince Dongjimigu. Good guy, his face was covered in blood and his nose was flat! Then look at Zhang Yong, my mother, curled up like a shrimp ball, and even her lips lost their blood color, but she still had the strength to point at the Japanese player and kept calling "He attacked my crotch"! A black line appeared on the referee's forehead. He had long felt that this game was not a friendly exchange in the first and second of the friendship game, but he didn't expect it to be so hot. The players on both sides were pushing and shoving, and their eyes were full of fire. They might fight at any time. It was so unlucky. Why did he get such a chore!

At this time, Liu Weiping stood up and said sternly: "If you don't kick well, you don't need to kick them anymore. You all go back to the small dark room!"

When they saw the commander-in-chief get angry, the wild boys who were holding the Japanese players' collars and want to pick up the opponent and beat him up suddenly became as if they were angry. They were so angry that they could not hide their tricks from Liu Weiping's eyes. Alas, they couldn't play with them all. The referee didn't take it seriously, but the commander-in-chief was watching from the side, who dared to do whatever he wanted?

The referee secretly breathed a sigh of relief and said, "This is an accident. Change a caddie in immediately... Okay, the game will start again."

The Japanese player was anxious: "How could it be an accident? We can see clearly that the ball went straight to His Highness the Prince's face. This is a deliberate injury. He should be given a red card or even suspended!"

The referee glared: "Then would you be the referee?"

Japanese players didn't dare to say anything at once, so they could only pinch their noses and admit it. The game started again. As for the unlucky Prince Tokuyamiya, he was carried down to the hospital for treatment. According to his standards, he was beaten to the nosebleed and was seriously injured. He had to be sent to the hospital. Unfortunately, the Soviets did not take his set. The nurse casually pulled a little toilet paper and rolled it into his nostril. He plugged the nosebleed and was finished. He didn't even start the spray. My aunt still had to watch the game, so she didn't have time to rub it with you. The unlucky prince was lying on the hospital bed, with two small rolls of toilet paper inserted into his nose, which vividly showed everyone what it means to insert onions onions onions on the nose - pretending to be elephant!

ps: I’m going to write about Star Wars, so I watched Star Wars, Starship Paratroopers, Star River Fleet, Star Legend, Star Trek, Star... I saw it so much that I was full of stars and didn’t even have to update! I’ll take a break tomorrow and think about the ending again, so don’t wait. I wish you a good mood in this hazy and humid ghost weather.
Chapter completed!