Ballistic Silence of Special Years

Chapter 670 The game is on!

The chicken blood was beaten, and the drink was drunk.

That night, the special training team made an exception and did not train at night, and asked everyone to rest on time and have a good night's sleep.

Early the next morning, the team's five main players and seven substitutes were also exempted from morning exercises, and they were specially given time to prepare for the game.

After class in the afternoon, the team gathered again to warm up near the playing field.

So Li Zheng saw another miraculous scene——

This group of masters and doctors took out the blood pressure monitor and heart rate monitor, and warmed up there in earnest.

Run for a while, measure it, and make it a little mysterious.

Li Zheng finally couldn't bear it anymore, and asked Liu Feifan, what are you doing, old Liu?
Liu Feifan explained it logically, to the effect that it is generally necessary to warm up before a game, but the intensity of the warm-up must have a scientific basis and cannot be messed up.

Excessive warm-up means overheating, which consumes excess physical strength; insufficient warm-up means that the engine is cold-started without warming up, which will damage the nose.

Then I gave Li Zheng Balabala a general knowledge, saying that the heart rate during exercise is more appropriate to achieve the heart rate of aerobic exercise. The heart rate of aerobic exercise is mainly calculated according to the actual age of the person. The maximum heart rate is 220 minus the actual age is equal to the limit of exercise heart rate...

Li Zheng was stunned for a while, and had to give a thumbs up and say "Bull"!
There are more than a dozen arenas in total, and the divisions are in different areas of the school. There are many basketball courts. Usually, the referee team pre-designates one and announces it long ago.

After warming up on his own basketball court downstairs, Liu Feifei led the basketball representative team of the special training team to march towards the competition venue with arrogance.

Due to the different nature of the special training team, the students are all highly educated talents, and the highly educated talents more or less have some hobbies.

As a result, many photographers in the team took out their long guns and short cannons to record the historic moment. They followed the shots all the way, and the sound of clicking and clicking was heard endlessly. All the members of the dry training team were dispatched. Female students, there is no beauty cheerleading team, but a group of old men made their own team schedule, unified their uniforms, sandwiched between the two sides of the competition team like a gong to clear the way, more grand than a star appearance.

When we arrived at the competition venue, the people from the second team had arrived early.

Seeing the people in the cadre training team showing such fanfare, the students who were soldiers were full of surprise and amazement.

Basketball games are too common in the army. If there is nothing to do, the chief officers of the two units can come to an agreement. I have never seen such a big battle. At most, the number of spectators and the heat of the scene are issues. I have never seen anything like this. Vigorous and noisy.

Qian Jun also arrived, and sat down to watch the two teams familiarize themselves with the field before the game, bouncing and shooting, and occasionally making a flying dunk.

The main team - Liu Feifan, Xiang Wen, Li Nan, Wang Xian, why bother.

Substitutes - Zeng Yicai, Chen Wen, Zhong Xiangtian, He Xiangchun, Wang Mao, Lin Ming, Zhang Zhi.

Three of them are over 1.9 meters, and most of the rest are over 1.8 meters.

On the other hand, on the side of the army students, it is uneven.

One of them looks about 1.7 meters, short and muscular, but that height looks like someone from Lilliputian among this group of people.

"It's a pity, this little guy's skills are very good, technical."

When Liu Feifei came over to drink water, he said to Li Zhenghe and his teacher Qian Jun: "The style of play is also fierce. With this size, he can be blocked casually."

Qian Jun said: "Don't underestimate these short men in the army. Let me tell you, every time the army competes, there will be one or two short, dark-skinned and muscular figures on the field, but it is often this that shocks the audience. Kind of short."

Liu Feifan took a sip of the mineral water bottle and said with a smile: "Teacher, this is not a military training ground. I have seen him play. He is indeed very fierce, but his height is flawed. If there is a height of 1.8 meters, I would not dare." Underestimate him."

Between the lines clearly showed disdain for Qian Jun's reminder.

Qian Jun was also good-tempered, he just smiled and stopped talking.

After Liu Feifan left, Qian Jun suddenly said, "Look, they can't win."

Li Zheng couldn't draw conclusions, so he just asked: "Teacher, why do you have such a judgment?"

"They don't understand the troops," Qian Jun said.

I won't talk anymore.

beep—

The referee entered the field, the whistle blew, and then he explained to the captains of both teams to clarify the rules. This time, it was a direct knockout match. There was only one game, and there was no home and away games. The circle jump ball determines the possession of the ball.

Due to the size advantage of the players on the special training team, they easily won the ball.

The students in the stands of the special training team suddenly became overwhelmed. They stood up and started screaming. They even made up a dance and slogan to cheer for their team.

"Special training, you must win! Special training, you must win!"

All the students from the Second Squadron of the Second Brigade tilted their heads and looked this way, their eyes burning.

From the very beginning, the special training team adopted a full-court pressing tactic, using their technical advantages and height advantages to press down on the second squadron.

"The opening was very fierce..."

Qian Jun frowned slightly, looking at the situation in the field, he did not have a joyful expression.

"According to Lao Liu, he said that after observing the practice of the second squadron these days, he thinks that he must adopt a pressing tactic, use his own advantages to press the opponent to prevent them from crossing the half court, and try to expand the defensive area to make up for his own inside line Insufficient, use the height advantage of Li Nan and Wang Xian to prevent the opponent from laying up..."

Qian Jun asked Li Zheng, "Is this what Liu Feifan said?"

Li Zheng nodded: "Well, I don't understand football."

Qian Jun laughed and said, "You don't understand the game!"

The two laughed and turned their gazes to the field again.

On the court, Liu Feifan ran while looking at the opponent in front of him, that is, the shortest student in the army.

The other party actually wears the captain's armband, is it the captain?

Liu Feifan suddenly felt a little happy. Could it be that there are no tigers in the mountains?
After grabbing the ball, Liu Feifan directly started to break through from the right side, Li Nan threw the ball, and Liu Feifan ran to the backcourt of the second squadron to catch the ball, quickly broke through the two and then leaped for a dunk.

Although Liu Feifei is a master's student, his jumping ability is indeed worthy of being from the school team. He dunked like flying through the clouds and grabbed the blue frame.

Not to mention, this move is pretty cool.

Li Zheng applauded.

The surrounding special training team students immediately boiled again, stood up again and started dancing and shouting in the stands.

"Special training, must win! Special training, invincible!"

Teacher Qian looked back at the group of students who were beating chicken blood, and couldn't help laughing.

"It's a good vibe," he said.

Under the organization of the short captain, the Second Squadron, which scored two points at the beginning, quickly counterattacked with the serve.

What I have to say is that those in the Second Squadron are all students from the army, so the skill of playing basketball is indeed not as delicate as the masters and doctors of the special training team.

What is delicate, Li Zheng can't say it. In a word, Liu Feifan and his dribble attack and cooperation look quite smooth and gorgeous, which is pleasing to the eye.

In contrast, the movements of the students in the Second Squadron were a bit hale, and there were not many fancy styles on the hard boards and bridges.

Soon, the second squadron attacked the basket, the short captain caught the ball and wanted to shoot, but was directly blocked by the tall Li Nan!
"Good shot! Beautiful!"

In the stands of the special training team, the masters and doctors immediately became overjoyed again, and got up again, singing, dancing and shouting.

The other side of the Second Squadron is still silent, everyone must have noticed that in terms of football skills, the nerds of the special training team are not really nerds, they are good at it!

It's only been 5 minutes since the opening, and there have been several back and forth.

The Second Squadron didn't score a single point, while the special training team had already scored six points.

Among them, Liu Feifan, as the team's main attacker, scored four points alone, which can be described as overwhelming the audience.

"Lao Liu used to be on the school team." Li Zheng said to Qian Jun, "I played in an interschool competition, and it is said that I won an award, which is very good."

Qian Jun said: "It can be seen that he is very skilled. It can be seen that he has not been idle all these years and has been playing."

Li Zheng asked Qian Jun: "How big is the chance of winning?"

Qian Jun said, "It's hard to say."

Then he asked Li Zheng: "Does your army not play?"

Li Zheng said: "I played, but I was always a spectator, and I spent most of my two years of service either in competitions or in peacekeeping. I didn't have time to play."

Qian Jun remembered that Li Zheng only shot 10 bullets on the shooting range that day, and he was not sure, so he couldn't help asking: "Are you sure you've recovered from the sniper competition?"

Li Zheng said with a smile: "It hasn't been long since I left the army, and the top snipers are not only important in physical condition, but also important here..."

He pointed to his brain.

Qian Jun couldn't figure it out for a while, so he could only apologize.

After all, Li is the champion of the international sniper competition. Even if he is a teacher, he really can't be a good teacher, otherwise he will be slapped in the face.

The two of them were chatting when they suddenly heard the Second Squadron erupting.

The two unconsciously had to look towards the field, and found that the second squadron was fighting a counterattack. It was already halftime, and Liu Feifan was standing outside the three-point line to block the short captain, while shouting: "Look at them!"

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