heavy artillery king

[06] Chapter [-] Promotion

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Chapter [-] Promotion

"Forward, submarine!"

"Destroy them!"

"Goal, goal!"

"We all give up!"~~~

Although the Emotional Stadium can only accommodate [-] people, but because the stadium is small and the space is more 'narrow', the sound waves formed are more real, like screaming in the ears of people close at hand, It just gives people the momentum of sharing the same hatred and makes people fearful.

"Xiao, it's really scary here." With big sunglasses, long flaxen golden brown hair tied up, a white sleeveless T-shirt, and black skinny jeans, Avril Lavigne leaned over, with her right elbow resting on Xiao Ge's thigh, holding her cheek, I spit out the little cloves, feeling quite a bit.

"Hehe, yes, it's not worse than Highbury, and playing football below is definitely more enjoyable than sitting up here."

Xiao Ge also wore sunglasses. He didn't enter the squad, nor did he stay in London. Instead, he followed the team to the Love Song Stadium to watch the game. He regretted that he couldn't be given a rest by Wenger. In such an atmosphere, think about it. I was a little excited in my heart, but I couldn't see people for the time being, after all, my eyes were still bruised.

"Xiao, is it boring to be with me?" Avril's small head was tilted, her face was plain, she looked at Xiao Ge, her tone was ethereal, not coquettish or angry, extremely ordinary, but somewhat inexplicably arrogant.

"How can it be, hehe, don't think about it, I'm so excited." Xiao Ge quickly hugged Avril, and the longer he stayed with Avril, the more he felt the spirituality of this ghost elf, and the more helpless and warm it was.

"Well, let's watch the game." Avril nodded her head as it should, and her eyes fell on the field again, leaning gently beside Xiao Ge.

"Hehe, listen to you." Xiao Ge nodded with a wry smile, let out a sigh of relief, and returned his gaze to the field.

Xiao Ge's eyes were quickly attracted by Villarreal's attack.

Villarreal's offense did not slow down due to a momentary deviation, and continued to launch a wave of offensive waves against Arsenal.

"Come on, Venta!"

"Throw it into the restricted area!"

"Blow them up!"~~~

In the 10th minute of the game, Arsenal's left was pierced by Villarreal again. Venta sent the ball out of bounds. Senna received the ball from the left. First, he made a dunk, then waded quickly, and pressed Flamini. In the back, after a gap appeared, the high point came again.

"Get out, Saul (Campbell)!!!"

"Grab points, grab points!!!"

"Fran!!!"~~~

In an instant, the Love Song stadium became agitated again following the high ball, and all eyes were locked on Arsenal's penalty area.

Arsenal fans are very relieved, because it is their black big man, Campbell, who is grabbing the header, and the fight with him is just a weak jumper and not very tall, Fran.

But things went wrong. Campbell and Fran were only focused on fighting for the top, but they missed the opportunity to grab the point. When Campbell pressed Fran tightly under him, the ball flew directly over his head and fell to the top. ! ! !

"Franco!!!"

"Grab it!!!"

"Damn it, don't!!!"

~~~

The mood of the entire stadium changed in an instant, and all the fans of Villarreal stared at the number 99 who rushed up.

Toure didn't think that Campbell would fall off the top, and just stepped forward to make a clearance, but there seemed to be a tornado around him, and he couldn't hold back, watching the opponent's head hit the ball hard.

The dull sound of "bang" and the crisp sound of "dang".

"Hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo"

"No!"

"damn it!"

"go***!"

"What are you doing?!"

"God, this is our home field!"~~~~~

The entire Love Song stadium fell into a huge sound of regret, and Franco's header went wide again, this time it hit the crossbar and ended.

Annoyed, Franco kicked the goal hard.Laiman also felt that he was a little sad, so he patted his shoulder lightly and went to kick off.

"**!!!"

Pellegni swears directly this time. If these two goals can be scored, his team will score two goals in the opening 10 minutes. It is not impossible to win this series. Missed it twice.

'Is my luck really over here? No, if I enter one, I definitely have a chance to enter one in the first 15 minutes. '

"Attack! Overwhelm them completely!!!"

With the thought in mind, Pellegni once again issued an order to his team members to charge with all their strength.

After the ball, Wenger, whose face was as heavy as water, immediately made a tightening gesture to Fabregas, indicating that his midfielders must restrain the midfielder and play possession of the ball.Wenger wanted to use possession to delay the game.

"Grab it, grab it!!!"

"Rush up, rush up!!!"

"Foul, foul!!!"

"Shhhhhhhhhh"

"He flopped, he flopped!!!"

~~~

In the next game, the players of both sides thoroughly implemented the requirements of Pellegrini and Wenger. The competition between the two sides was fierce, and the entire Love Song Stadium was filled with endless roars. I am afraid of missing any wonderful moment.

The advancement and interception of the midfield have become the focus of the game. Villarreal hopes to open the opponent's space through the transition of the midfield, while Arsenal is playing the control of the midfield. In this way, strength and technology The confrontation is constantly staged on the field.

Villarreal's players seemed to be going crazy. They pushed forward as soon as they got the ball, and reorganized when they saw no chance.

And Arsenal's toughness has been tempered for nearly a season, so it is not so easy to collapse. After the defense entered the two frightening crises, it was also fully focused, and Arsenal resolved the opponent's offensive time and time again.

Arsenal's offense did not give up either. After the midfielder took the ball, he passed through from time to time, hitting the opponent's back, piercing Villarreal's ribs like a bayonet.

If it weren't for Arsenal's frontcourt players focusing on defense and controlling the ball, coupled with Henry's poor state, Arsenal's counterattack might have been successful, but even so, the opponent's defense line was overwhelmed. Too much.

The rhythm of the game is quite tight. Villarreal failed in one wave and immediately made another wave. Arsenal's mutual passes were also exquisite, and the sudden pass was equally exquisite and unexpected. The situation on the court was extremely tense.

"Huh!" "Hey!"

In the 15th minute of the game, Henry made a sudden cold shot from outside the penalty area, which almost missed the post, which made people sweat.

Following Villarreal's immediate counterattack, Riquelme picked a pass, Senna reached into the penalty area and made a pass, which was destroyed by Toure before Forlan, which made the Arsenal fans frightened again.

No. In the 201st minute, Sorin's low pass almost made Silva score an own goal. If it weren't for Lehmann's high concentration, Silva's rush to clear the siege would have directly penetrated into his own net .

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"Damn, damn, get one, get one!!!"

The players on the field were highly concentrated on the game and couldn't remember the time, but Pellegni couldn't. He kept checking the time. It had been almost half an hour. My heart sank again.

"Damn, time is so slow!"

Xiao Ge and Arsenal fans are the same, they are also staring at the time, constantly chanting, the opponent played very openly in this game, although the chance of the opponent catching up is very small, but the opponent plays like this, there are all possibilities ah.

"Xiao, you guys, be quiet, and you have to trust them."

Seeing Xiao Ge's nervous look, Avril couldn't help holding his hand, as if to appease Xiao Ge's nervous mood, but she was still stiff, and she felt somewhat resentful in her heart.

For Avril who doesn't like football, the only one who can make her pay attention is Xiao Ge. Now that Xiao Ge is by her side, she naturally won't pay attention. Avril Lavigne is of course reluctant.

"Okay, baby, I'm worrying too much." Hearing Avril's tone, Xiao Ge knew that he had ignored her several times just now, which made Avril reluctant. Soothe her little emotions.

"Foul, foul!!!"

"Penalty, penalty!!!"

"Goal, goal!!!"

"This is our home field!!!"

~~~

At this moment, words like 'penalty kick' and 'foul' suddenly sounded in Xiao Ge's ears. Xiao Ge was startled, and immediately turned his head. Looking at the situation on the field, he realized that Arsenal had been awarded a penalty kick.

Arsenal is quite unlucky, or Flamini, game No. 303 minutes, Franco took the ball on the left side of Arsenal and suddenly rushed into the penalty area, Flamini came to block the first time.During the scramble, Flamini couldn't resist the opponent physically. He staggered, didn't step on his supporting leg, and fell directly in the penalty area, but his hand was still pulling Franco, just like that, he took advantage of the situation and directly pulled Franco Lango, Ivanov's whistle sounded immediately.

There was no sound, and the Love Song stadium fell silent in an instant. When Riquelme stood on the penalty spot, all the Villarreal fans shut up and looked at the field without blinking. He involuntarily put his hand next to his mouth, fearing that he would disturb Riquelme's free throw, and someone even made a prayer gesture.

Pellegni had already rushed to the sidelines, staring at the ball without blinking, not even knowing that his palms were sweaty.

The Villarreal players have gathered together, and they are also reluctant to blink. They are too eager to score a goal. This is their home court, glory and presence.

Riquelme was equally nervous, he licked the tip of his tongue involuntarily, with a habitually bitter face, his eyes glanced at Lehman, and then he fixed on the ball.

"Beep~~~"

The whistle sounded, the body moved, Riquelme raised his leg in an instant, and pushed quickly.

Lehman was also nervous, the opponent's footwork was among the top in the world, but following Riquelme's eyes, his heart calmed down. The moment Riquelme kicked, Lehman moved like a rabbit , save.

Riquelme's gaze was still melancholy, just like the one he gave Lehmann before, but with a lot of bitterness, his ball was blocked by the opponent from the bottom line.

What he didn't know was that it was those melancholy eyes that made Lehmann, the current number one goalkeeper in Germany, confident. People's psychology is very strange, and Riquelme might be defeated by his melancholy eyes.

"Great, great, well done, Jens!" Seeing Lehman save the penalty, Xiao Ge raised his arms and shouted, this side is a bit heavy, switch to the other side and shout again.

"Are you alright?" Avril asked quietly, resisting the pain in her hand.

"Ah? Oh! Avril, I'm sorry, I'm so excited, blow it, does it hurt?"

In the blink of an eye, Xiao Ge saw that Avril's hand was still in his own. He knew how excited he was just now, and also knew how strong he was, so he let go quickly, only to find that Avril's hand had turned red, and there was still a nirvana. It even buckled a bit, like drying out and shrinking the restricted area, obviously it was pinched too hard by myself.

Seeing Avril looking at him stubbornly, and the speechless condemnation, made Xiao Ge feel even more distressed. He quickly hugged Avril to his side, and gently stroked her little hands. Feeling that he could not make up for his guilt, he couldn't help letting go. He was blowing on his lips, and at the end he kissed Avril Lavigne's palm, and peeked at Avril Lavigne, if this volcano gets angry, there will be no peace for him at home.

"It's disgusting, disgusting."

Avril could hear his guilt and pity for her, and felt a numbness in the palm of her hand, the intimate movements and tender touch made Avril's heart sweet and numb, and most of her complaints disappeared in an instant. In the place of ten thousand people, I was a little shy in my heart, couldn't help pulling out my hand, feeling something moist in the palm of my hand, rubbing against Xiao Ge's body in embarrassment, and gave him a white look in reproach.

"Hehe, baby, are you not angry anymore? Does it hurt?" Xiao Ge looked at her little blushing face, couldn't help hugging her waist, still caring about her catkin.

"Aren't you nervous?" Avril shook her head with a refreshing smile, asked this question back, put her hands on Xiao Ge's face, and raised the corners of his mouth.

"You're so kind." Xiao Ge looked at her little movements, his heart seemed to be filled with something, sweet, and couldn't help but hug her tightly.

"It's good to know." Avril turned the hook into a twist, and bit Xiao Ge's ear.

The warm beauty is naturally captured by those who pursue aesthetics.

With Riquelme missing the free throw, Pellegrini knew that his team's general situation was over and he could no longer counterattack.

The Villarreal players are not so energetic anymore. After the start of the second half, it is no longer a violent offensive wave in the first half. Although the attack is still the same, it is less bloody.

Arsenal, on the other hand, became more and more stable, and did not give Villarreal any chance. The second half of the game was uneventful. The game was not as intense as the first half, and the blood and passion retreated.

"ioan who sailed to sea,

aold us of his life,

in the land of submarines,

sowe sailed off to the sun,

......"

The yellow submarine is still dancing, and the yellow ocean is constantly fluctuating. Only the fans of Villarreal do not give up, and the Beatles' popular European song is sung unknowingly.

"Di~Di~Di~"

Following Ivanov's two short and one long whistles, the 05-06 UEFA Champions League semi-finals, Villarreal's home game against Arsenal ended, zero to zero, neither side could break the other side door.

"Papa papa papa"~~~~

Although the fans of Villarreal were lost, they still applauded for a long time.

Before this game, they all knew that their team had no hope of entering the Stade de France. This game was just a confirmation, and in this game, the combat effectiveness of their team also made them very satisfied. Their achievements are also enough to make them proud, so they will not be stingy with their praise.

"congratulations."

"You guys played well."

"I hope to have a chance to compete with you next time."

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The Villarreal players generously showed their favor to the Arsenal players. Although they were extremely uncomfortable in their hearts, they still showed the attitude of professional players.

"Coach Wenger, your team is very good, I wish you good luck in France."

"Well, thanks, you guys played really well, they're good enough."

Wenger finally showed the audience's first smile and shook hands with Pellegrini politely.

"France here we come!!!"

"Advanced, advanced!!!"

"Champion, champion, we want champions!!!"~~~~~

Compared to the rational Villarreal fans, the Arsenal fans couldn't stand it anymore and roared crazily.

"It's over, it's over, baby, the game's over, we're in the next round, it's great, it's great, let's get down, go away, go away."

Hearing the whistle, Xiao Ge and all the Arsenal fans jumped up, Xiao Ge couldn't help holding Avril in his arms, kissed Avril fiercely, and led Avril towards his team, ignoring Rush towards the locker room.

"Hua Hua Hua Hua"

"Huya, Huya!!!"

"Baby, here I come!!!"

"Arthur, we are going to your home country!!!"

"Great, great!!!"

"St. Brad's Cup, here we come!!!"

"We did it, we did it!!! Hahahaha!"

"Go to France, go to France!!!"

"Come on, come on, hahaha, we are invincible!!!"

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Hurrying back to the away dressing room, Pat deliberately took out the champagne he brought, and the whole Arsenal fell into a huge celebration, spraying, hugging, high-five~~~, the entire Arsenal team embraced and celebrated together, those The young generals have all been waving their arms, beating their chests, and screaming one after another.

"Honey, I...we did it!"

Henry choked up and called his family, his eyes were red. This was the first time in his career that he reached the final of the Champions League. Under his leadership, he brought Arsenal to the final of the Champions League. For this reason, because of that champion, he has not been able to qualify for Europe for a long time. This is the best breakthrough for the top strikers of Mr. Football and World Footballer.

The entire Arsenal dressing room was in chaos at this time. Wenger was also full of passion, his eyes misty. He understood the mood of all Arsenal people at this time, and tried to let the players release some excitement first.

"Ka Ka Ka Ka Ka Ka Ka"~~~~~

From the stadium to the dressing room, those reporters didn't miss a single scene of Arsenal, capturing all the joy of qualifying for the first team to qualify for the Champions League, but they soon discovered that something was missing.