Ballistic Silence of Special Years

Chapter 672 Things Are Going Wrong

It was difficult for Liu Feifan to accept the reality.

A guy who was at least fifteen centimeters shorter than him was able to go beyond him and hit the middle blue.

This……

It was as if a sudden magnitude [-] earthquake had occurred in his heart, and he was completely stunned.

When I went to spy on other people's training to collect first-hand data, I didn't seem to notice that the short captain's jumping ability is so terrifying.

Why do you suddenly want to be a different person?

In fact, things are easy to understand.

Most of this college is specialized in special operations. Are you going to spy on a group of people engaged in special operations?

Want to stay undiscovered?

Liu Feifan thinks he is very smart, and he thinks he is fully prepared. However, he can't always stare at the field of the Second Squadron. In the past few days, he ran around and looked everywhere. A withholding officer who came over.

Reconnaissance is Li Shouzheng's old profession, and Liu Feifan's big head is squatting there under the shade of a tree, poking and peeking secretly, thinking that his hiding is perfect, but in fact, someone has already quietly told Li Shouzheng.

"What should I do?" The student who told Li Shouzheng that someone was spying on him asked him what to do.

Li Shouzheng almost laughed on the spot, suppressed his laughter and only said three words: "Be rough."

This three-pointer is like a watershed.

It's like a clarion call to charge.

In the next 10 minutes, the members of the Second Squadron were as violent as if they had taken an aphrodisiac, attacking wave after wave, as long as the ball went out of bounds or entered the basket, they would throw it out without any hesitation. , all members pressed on and attacked the blue frame of the special training team.

Li Zheng gradually began to feel a little strange in the stands.

Although he doesn't understand basketball, he understands momentum.

Today's No. [-] Squadron is like eating yellow cow eggs, running tirelessly on the field and organizing attacks.

That kind of momentum is no longer like playing, like launching a charge...

Liu Feifan and his group of highly educated specially recruited officers did have great advantages in terms of technology and height, but they beat the master to death with random punches. At the beginning, the special training team players were able to fight back and use their technical advantages to maintain the lead.

10 minutes passed.

The scene became a little weird.

The offensive rhythm of Liu Feifan and the others obviously slowed down. He felt like he couldn't run after holding the ball. He stuck out his tongue like a dog squatting by the door on a hot day. Every face turned into Guan Gong's face, red and red. Beads of sweat began to drip from the corners of his clothes.

On the other hand, He Bian, the leader of the Second Squadron, is getting more and more energetic, like a car that started in winter, at first when the car was cold, it ran humming, but now it has entered the state, like a hungry wolf, That posture...

"Teacher Qian, something seems wrong..." Li Zheng saw Liu Feifan who was exhausted, and said to Qian Jun next to him, "Liu Feifan and the others have physical problems and can't keep up with the rhythm."

"It's normal!" Qian Jun said, "It's just entered the heat, the best moment... By the way, I'm not talking about our team, but the Second Squadron."

As soon as the words fell, there was a burst of exclamation from around.

Li Nan was already lying on the ground, and Li Shouzheng came up and stretched out his hand.

"Brother, I'm sorry, I bumped into you just now..."

Li Nan's lips were white, but his face was blushing. He struggled to get up on the ground, so that Li Shouzheng shook hands.

"No...it's okay...no..."

He can only shake his head.

When grabbing a rebound just now, the two colleagues jumped up to snatch it under the basket. Li Nan, who is more than 1.9 meters tall and looks like an iron tower, was directly knocked into the air by Li Shouzheng, who is half a head shorter than him...

"pause!"

On the sidelines, Chen Wen, a student in the special training class in charge of dispatching and commanding, applied to the referee.

"Substitution! Substitution!"

He has already seen Li Nan's problem.

Not to mention that Li Nan is big, but now his physical strength has long since bottomed out, and he is completely at the end of his strength. It is simply a huge embroidered pillow, which cannot be bumped at all.

run?
I'm afraid I can't run anymore.

"Extraordinary... I also... can't do it..."

The team member said to Liu Feifan, who was not much better than himself, with a creepy pale face, "I want to change..."

Liu Feifan nodded, turned to the others and asked, "Who else wants to change?"

"I……"

Wang Xian, why bother also raised their hands.

Liu Feifan thought for a while, and waved his hand in agreement.

"Change all... all..."

He could also tell that the stamina of the main players present had been exhausted.

If you stay on the field, you will be defeated. If you don't change players, the blue frame will be completely destroyed in less than 5 minutes.

There is also a reason for agreeing to change them all.

What a rare opportunity!

Because in a basketball game, substitutions are only subject to the following two restrictions—

One is substitution time.Players can only be substituted in three situations: dead ball, before the start of quarters 2-4.

The second is the scope of substitutions.Players who have been sent off and are not on the active roster for the game cannot be substituted.

In addition, there is no restriction on substitutions in basketball games, and substitutions can be made as needed.

There are 5 players on each team in a basketball game.At the beginning of the game, both sides sent 5 players to play.These 5 players are starters.

If the ball is dead during play, the coach may choose to rotate the players.

Dead balls include fouls, violations, face-offs, emergency stoppages, etc.

In case of a dead ball, substitutions can be made, and the number of substitutions is not limited.

In basketball games, there are often small situations of 5-on-5, that is, all 5 players on the court are replaced.

In addition, substitutions can also be made before the start of the 2nd, 3rd, and 4th quarters.

But if there is no dead ball, even if the player is injured, he cannot be replaced.Therefore, if a player is injured on the field, most teammates will choose to deliberately foul, cause a dead ball, and then make a substitution.

Now it happens that the ball is scrambled and the ball is dead. If you don't change at this time, when will you wait?

I looked at my watch, and it was a little over 4 minutes into the second quarter.

Especially after the start of the second quarter, the Second Squadron attacked like crazy. Liu Feifan originally had a detailed plan, how to control the rhythm, and how to scientifically distribute the physical strength during the fourth quarter.

As a result, the opponent didn't follow the routine at all. In the first quarter, Liu Feifan and everyone tried their best to control the scene, but at the beginning of the second quarter, the control of the scene changed hands, and it was all the members of the second squadron who were controlling the rhythm.

And their rhythm is just two words - fast, fierce!

It's really killing me!
Liu Feifan has never experienced such a primitive and crazy style of play.

Others play against each other, and sometimes organize in the midfield and pass the ball, but the players from this group of troops have only one word-attack!

Taking advantage of the opportunity of the substitution, Liu Feifan ran to the sidelines to drink water.

Teacher Qian and Li Zheng were sitting on the cement stand behind the lounge. Seeing Liu Feifei was sweating and almost collapsed, the former jokingly asked, "Fan Fei, how do you feel?"

Liu Feifan was drinking water from a mineral water bottle, and when he heard Teacher Qian asking himself in the audience, he lowered his level and shook his head like a human rattle.

"cough--"

He frowned bitterly.

"Why do I feel that they are not playing football, they are fighting wars, and we have become their enemies."

　First of all, I would like to thank the leader of the book friend "Wanjie_Wooden Man" for the reward. It stands to reason that it should be added, but I have to go back to my hometown early this morning. I don’t know if there will be traffic jams on the road, so I owe it first and come back to make up.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)