Super Marshal

Chapter 8 Micro-Operations

Seeing that the team could not attack for a long time, Gao Han decided to make a try.

Before his use of skill cards, he usually switched to which player he wanted to play.

But there is a problem.

Just like the attack just now, the left midfielder, under the influence of the Samsung attack card, performed vigorously, successfully broke through the left defense, and passed the ball to the middle.

But Xiao Mu, who was responding in the middle, kicked the ball wide when he could score as long as he could catch the ball.

It is really depressing that the scorer on the dignified scorer list wastes such a good opportunity.

Of course Gao Han knew that this was Xiao Mu's true level, but he was still uncomfortable.

But it also stimulated him to have an idea.

Since the skill card can switch targets at will during the time it takes effect, is it possible to perform micro-operations?

That is to say, in the process of an attack, by instantly switching the target, let two players get the bonus effect of the skill card.

The more Gao Han thought about it, the more he felt that it was possible, so he called Xiao Mu to the sidelines and waited patiently for the opportunity after giving his face to him.

Soon, the left midfielder of No. 13 took the ball again. Under the influence of the Samsung attack card, he quickly seized the loophole in the defense. After a sudden stop and smash, the ball crossed the middle along the front of the penalty area.

It is now!

Gao Han had been on standby in the coaching system for a long time. As soon as player No. 17 passed the ball, he immediately switched targets and transferred the effect of the Samsung attack card to Xiao Mu.

Seeing that Xiao Mu, who had been firmly suppressed by the opponent's central defender behind him and seemed to be unable to receive the ball from his teammates, suddenly deftly threw off the defender, went around in front of the opponent's central defender, and received the ball.

Not only that, Xiao Mu did not stop the ball at his feet, but directly parked the ball to his left.

At this moment, there was a burst of exclamations around the stadium.

The ball stopped beautifully!

Gao Han clenched his fists even more, because he knew that the opportunity was here!

To say that Xiao Mu's kick stopped a little bigger, but the opponent's central defender was caught off guard and was blocked by Xiao Mu's body.

Xiao Mu was also very flexible. After stopping the ball, he turned around and accelerated to catch up.

I saw the Chinese striker catch up with the ball at the top of the arc in the penalty area, and then swung his right foot up, and it was a volley!

The whole process happened in an instant, and everyone applauded until there was a muffled sound of the ball in the stadium.

The goalkeeper of the second team of Sporting Gijón stood on the left and was out of reach for the ball.

At a very fast speed, the ball almost stuck to the turf, and got into the lower right corner of the goal of the second team of Sporting Gijon.

"Beep!!!!"

The referee's whistle sounded, and the audience burst into thunderous cheers.

Gao Han jumped up from the sidelines, clenched his fists excitedly, and got up.

He knew that his micro-operations worked!

As long as the timing is well grasped and the switch is made in time, even in the same attack, the skill cards can be applied to different players in turn.

Of course, it worked this time, with a bit of luck.

But anyway, it's a very good start, isn't it?

Before Gao Han could withdraw from this excitement, he felt that his body had lost its center of gravity.

It turned out that Xiao Mu, who was so excited, rushed out of the court and flew directly...

"Oh god, he knocked down his head coach!"

"Wow Kaka, isn't it too funny to celebrate the goal?"

"It can be seen that he is very grateful to his manager, otherwise he would not have done it."

"Who said no? If it wasn't for the young coach who pointed him and adjusted the team's tactics just now, would he have scored this goal?"

"It was definitely a crucial goal!"

"That young head coach is amazing, almost every command on the spot can make a difference."

"Isn't it? I have watched football for decades, but I have never seen such an amazing head coach."

"My God, the China Town team is about to reach the semi-finals!"

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"Is this really an amateur team?"

Sitting in the stands, Atlético de Madrid's second team coach Zambrano asked Angel Torres, who was sitting beside him, while there was a jubilation inside and outside the stadium, celebrating China Town's first goal.

"Exactly," the latter replied.

"A little level." Zambrano hummed, "How long has that kid been leading the team?"

Angel Torres didn't know, and looked at Clement.

"Now, no more, no less, exactly one month."

"What?" Zambrano was surprised. "A month?"

"Yes." Clement answered affirmatively, he had investigated.

This time, Zambrano was a little moved.

Can an amateur team be trained like this in a month?

Even Zambrano himself would not be so sure!

"Does that kid look young?" Zambrano noticed the high cold in the coaching area.

"Well, it seems to be only twenty-three years old."

"Twenty-three?" Zambrano was moved again.

At this age, if he were a player, he could barely be considered a teenager, but if he was a coach, he would be a complete rookie.

Has anyone seen a 23-year-old head coach?

Especially a head coach who is young and has such a seasoned and ruthless coaching style?

Clement noticed the change in Zambrano's expression and was dissatisfied.

"This kid is not young, but he is very angry."

"Oh?"

"Isn't Emiro dismissed from get out of class? I contacted him before, hoping that he would take over our second team, but he refused."

"Refused?" Zambrano was surprised.

The head coach of an amateur team turned down an invitation from a professional team?

Even if Getafe is a low-level league team, it is still a professional team. No matter how low the level is, it is not comparable to amateur teams.

Clemente nodded, "He not only refused, but also very arrogantly threatened that he would lead his team to win the championship!"

"What?" Zambrano was instantly angry.

"This kid thinks that he has won a few games and defeated a few underachievers, so he thinks he is against the sky?"

Zambrano is famous in Madrid football circles, not only because of his outstanding coaching performance, but also because he is a traditional conservative, very exclusive, and has a very hot temper.

In this regard, he is completely opposite to Real Madrid's former second-team coach, the current first-team coach, and the good man Bosque.

But also because of this, the entire Madrid football circle is looking forward to it, hoping to see Zambrano lead Atlético de Madrid, which has always been tough, to successfully upgrade and compete in the La Liga league against the rivals in the same city, Real Madrid led by the good man Bosque.

It must be a showdown of Mars hitting the Earth!

Just at this time, the Chinatown team started to attack for more than ten minutes. After taking the lead, the momentum rested for a while and gradually retreated.

However, the second team of Sporting Gijon seized the opportunity and quickly pressed forward, hoping to regain the score as soon as possible.

After all, it is a team in the second league, and the second team of Sporting Gijon is very fierce, leaving the Chinatown team in the left and right, and there are many mistakes.

The precarious look in front of the goal is simply worrying, will it be scored in the next second?

"Hmph, you can't even deal with a second team of Sporting Gijon, and you still want to win the championship?" Zambrano snorted coldly.

"That is, the striker of the second team of Sporting Gijon is too short and too thin, and his ability to fight is not good. If he is replaced by a tall and strong Pino, with the poor physical confrontation of the Chinatown team's back line, they will collapse in minutes!"

Clement nodded again and again, and couldn't help cheering for the second team of Sporting Gijon.

Push harder, Abelardo!

They can't do it!

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"Sure enough, it still doesn't work!"

Gao Han stood on the sidelines and looked at his goal. He was maddened by the second team of Sporting Gijon. He was also worried and had no choice but to use the two-star defense card.

"Start using the two-star defense card, target: No. 3."

As soon as the defensive card came into effect, the captain of the center guard Toi Yuan immediately performed vigorously, and continuously resolved the attack of the second team of Sporting Gijon.

Under his leadership and command, the team's defense also stabilized.

"In the end, the gap in strength is still too great!" Gao Han shook his head helplessly.

If the China Town team can have Fuen Labrada, oh no, even if they only need to have the strength of the second team of Getafe, Gao Han is completely confident that he can score at least two goals in the opening round just now. , in one fell swoop to lay an advantage.

Offensive and defensive.

After the attack card failed just now, Gao Han deliberately didn't use the defense card, just to try the team's strength.

The players really worked hard and rushed to the game, but there was a huge disparity in strength.

It won't last for a few minutes, it's that tragic scene where people are going to die at any time.

However, Gao Han noticed one of the opponent's players.

"What's the name of that No. 9 striker?" Gao Han thought while rubbing his chin.

Because it is an amateur game, the player's name is not printed on the back of the jersey, and even the number is often changed.

"Oh, yes, it seems to be called David Villa."

Gao Han remembered and nodded, "This kid is not bad, I like this type."

Up to now, several threats from Sporting Gijon's second team have been created by Villa relying on his personal ability.

Compared with the current Spanish mainstream, which is more inclined to physical confrontation, Gao Han prefers this flexible technical school.

Therefore, on the front line of the China Town team, he has always reused Xiao Mu instead of the center on the bench.

Even a few players with good physical fitness but lack of ability in the team were left on the bench by Gao Han because he had a preference for the technical school.

Of course, if it is tall, yet flexible, and technically very good, then of course it is better.

However, Gao Han still noticed a problem with the team.

That is physical confrontation.

The players of the Chinatown team are generally limited by the physical quality of the Chinese players, and they are weak in confrontation. Even the tall and sturdy center guard captain Tu Feiyuan will be at a disadvantage when he encounters a really powerful center forward.

At this point, even Gao Han himself was powerless.

"I seem to have seen that there are skill cards that can improve players' physical confrontation in the store before. If this game is won, I must buy one, just in case!" Gao Han thought to himself.

If they do beat Sporting Gijon II, they will have a high centre forward in the next game against Atlético de Madrid.

Shooter King Javier Del Pino!

Gao Han refocused on observing the game, guarding against the counterattack of the second team of Sporting Gijon, constantly switching the goal of the defensive card according to the opponent's offensive line.

He was even prepared. If he couldn't defend, or the time for the two-star defense card was up, he would immediately upgrade the defense card from two-star to three-star, reset the cooldown, and strengthen the team's defense.

But to his surprise, Sporting Gijon's counterattack did not last long.

The two-star defense card is actually enough!

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