fictionpage Chapter 520 Human Howitzer Song He
Chapter 520 Human Howitzer Song He
In full view of everyone, the basketball passed through the net tremblingly!
Goal!
The field was silent at first, and then exploded, with overwhelming screams erupting from the audience.
"Damn it! The legendary pitcher!"
"This is so cool!"
"I'll go and become a god with one goal! Although the Brain Academy will lose, I'll win as a substitute for this guy!"
"So handsome! Is there the legendary novice protection period?"
All the players on the court were also stunned by Song He's operation. They were stunned for a moment before rushing over to fight for the basketball.
Song He was excited. In the eyes of others, it might be a blind cat meeting a dead mouse. Only he knew that the ball just now was indeed aimed and thrown in!
The mental arithmetic capsule actually has such a miraculous effect, it can instantly calculate the angle and strength of the pitch, and the calculation is very accurate!
There was another scramble on the court, and the basketball changed hands back and forth between the players of the two teams. Song He's shooting seemed to inspire his teammates. They desperately launched three or four attacks and threw the basketball hard towards the basket of the Rockets Courtyard. But every time it’s just a little bit closer!
In the chaos, the basketball was knocked away again and flew towards Song He!
He immediately set out to grab the ball, and the Rockets players rushed over like a wolf pack. Song He got the ball in a panic and subconsciously stepped back. Suddenly he remembered that he could not return to the court for a foul, so he suddenly stopped in front of the midline.
Xie Yuanxun had already rushed in front of him, and Song He had no choice but to raise his arms suddenly and throw the ball!
For a novice, standing in the middle of the court to take an emergency shot, the possibility of hitting it is very slim!
However, the basketball once again drew a high arc and accurately entered the basket!
Brain Academy scores again!
"F*ck!" Xie Yuanxun was stunned for a moment and subconsciously cursed.
The players on the field were a little dumbfounded, and the audience was overjoyed. If Song He hit the first long-distance throw, it could be explained by bad luck, but now he hit the second long-distance throw again, and things started to change. Weird!
The situation on the court was changing rapidly. When his teammates passed Song He, he couldn't help but ask, "Is the ball for you?"
"Okay!" Song He replied simply.
The melee continued, and basketballs were passed around like cannonballs in the hands of many players.
Song He's body skills were completely incompetent and he didn't dare to enter the crowd, so he stayed behind and stared at the ball.
The players of the Brain Academy failed to attack many times, so they decided to take another gamble and suddenly passed the basketball backwards!
The red afterimage flashed past and was firmly caught by Song He near the midline. He did not hesitate this time, completely ignoring the distance from the basket and raised his arm to throw the ball!
A high and graceful parabola passed by, and the basketball entered the basket smoothly!
The third long-distance goal!
"What the hell, you're pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger!" Xie Yuanxun had a look of horror on his face, "Keep an eye on Song He!"
The audience outside the stadium was excited and shouted that it was awesome!
"What is this? Innate basketball body?"
"unbelievable!"
"Wow, it's really outrageous! 100% shooting?"
"It's just a friendly match that's so good to watch! The school is really at a loss if it doesn't sell tickets! The brain hospital won't have a big upset comeback, right?"
"The expressions of the Rockets players are so interesting, they are full of confusion!"
The basketball game continued, and the players in the Brain Academy were obviously in high spirits. Without any communication, they tacitly changed their combat strategies and started guerrilla tactics!
If you can attack head-on, attack head-on. If the breakthrough fails, pass the ball to Song He in the distance!
Song He played steadily, hovering near the midline, constantly catching the ball and shooting, making hits again and again, never missing!
The Rockets players were numb and running back and forth tiredly. They had to guard against the attacking Brain players and keep an eye on the humanoid mortar-like Song He. They felt helpless as they couldn't keep track of each other.
Every time the ball came into Song He's hands, the Rockets players prayed wildly in their hearts that they would miss the shot, but they missed it every time. This feeling was quite torturous, and the entire Rockets team turned green in the face!
The two teams continued to score goals, but Guo Yuan scored more goals, mainly due to Song He.
The score gap began to narrow and the game time passed quickly!
"Cheer up!" Xie Yuanxun was anxious.
The players were also anxious. They guarded like mad dogs and focused on blocking the back of the players to prevent them from passing the ball to Song He.
Song He is like a howitzer at the rear of the battlefield at this moment, with abnormal accuracy. Once it gets the shells, it will inevitably bring a devastating blow. The only tactic is to cut off the ammunition transportation line and make the howitzer misfire!
In the last ten seconds of the game, Brain Academy was still 3 points away from catching up with Rocket Academy!
The entire audience counted down in unison and shouted loudly to remind the players on the field to seize the time. The sound was deafening!
The players in the Brain Academy were sweating and charged toward the basket, their faces flushed, as if they were trying to grab the last few seconds to complete the layup attack.
But Xie Yuanxun saw through everything and shouted loudly, "Cut back!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the players from the Brain Academy suddenly turned around and threw the basketball towards Song He who was behind!
Song He raised his hand to catch the basketball when he saw a Rockets player take off desperately and try his best to catch the basketball. At the same time, he completely lost his balance and fell onto the court in a panic, letting out a scream!
Almost at the same time, the referee blew the whistle!
At the end of the game, the score between Brain Academy and Rocket Academy was 70:73, with Rocket Academy winning!
The last Rockets player to intercept the ball was still lying on the ground, covering his ankles with his hands and his face was pale. Suddenly a group of people surrounded him, and doctors and nurses rushed over with a stretcher.
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school clinic.
On the hospital bed, the injured player in the brain hospital was sighing:
"I just hope the score can be over 40 points, that would be too ugly!"
"If I hadn't been injured, I could have stabilized the gap at least twenty points!"
Beside the bed, a group of classmates stayed with him like filial sons and grandchildren, nodding in agreement and comforting him.
"It's okay, we did our best!"
"That's right! Not only our Brain Academy can't beat the Rocket Academy, but all the schools in the school can't beat the Rocket Academy! Which one isn't dozens of points behind?"
"There are six times more boys in the Rocket Academy than us, so the probability of recruiting excellent players is already high. If we can score 70% of the opponent's score, we are already considered a victory!"
"Even though we lost, it's an honor! At least we fought hard, and some people were injured! A few days ago, the Computer Academy surrendered, lazily letting the Rocket Academy slaughter us on the field!"
The wounded man on the hospital bed sighed, but his face looked a little better.
"The time should be almost over, let's make a phone call and ask about the score?" the wounded man said.
"Don't ask, don't ask!" Everyone shook their heads in unison, "You have a good rest!"
Obviously, no one is willing to face reality.
Everyone tacitly believed that the final score would be widened to 40 to 50 points. It was so ugly that it was better to be an ostrich.
On the bedside table, the phone vibrated.
The injured man picked up the phone and smiled, "The game is over. The captain has given me the news."
After saying that, the wounded man answered the phone, put his face to his ear with a stern face, took a deep breath, and prepared to listen to a tragic score that would make people break out in a cold sweat.