Full-time master: I have a spirit behind me.

"Next..." The players from the US national team also returned to the preparation area slowly. Kim Taemin asked quietly, "How should we play, captain?"

If they had a choice, they would not want to come back. After all, the air pressure in Dominica was already frighteningly low.

Dominic is now like a pressure cooker that is about to reach its limit and may explode at any time.

"Do you need me to teach you how to fight?" Dominic asked coldly, "No matter what the situation is, don't lose our pride."

What you mean is, let's fight head-on, right? Kim Tae-min and mechanic Cameron looked at each other, both feeling a little helpless: "Understood."

Unlike the Chinese team, which divides power through discussion and ultimately decides on playing style and player appearances, the highest authority of the American team lies in the hands of the captain.

The appointment of each game, the decision on the playing style, and even whether the players can play are firmly controlled by the captain.

As for the captains of other national teams, although they are titled as reserve players, they are definitely not as strong as the regular players. No one would really put players whose strength far exceeds that of the regular players as substitutes in the reserve bench, right?

Well, although this situation does occur, in most cases the main players have complete advantages, and the team leaders are mostly administrative decision-makers.

Pick up takeout, communicate and negotiate with the organizer, retrieve the data that can be retrieved, and other administrative aspects...

In a band, it's probably the job of the bassist?
Hmm, it seems like I told another bass joke.

Therefore, after Dominic made the decision, other players basically had no right to protest. For other national teams, it was an absolute taboo for two voices to appear within a team.

After all, they are young and attach great importance to this aspect.

Kim Tae-min and Cameron can certainly choose not to accept such an assignment, but in the next few games, they may not have the opportunity to play again.

"Choose a method that makes you comfortable, but in the end you still have to defeat the opponent with overwhelming force." Dominic was still rational after all.

Cameron and Kim Taemin finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Their strength is not as good as Dominic's, and the duo combination of the Chinese team is more or less a bit weird. If they really imitate Dominic's performance, they may not win.

Fortunately, although I was angry, my brain was still online.

The leader swallowed back what he was about to say.

……

"Next time you compete, just buy a pair of diapers." Lu Liang sat back in his seat with a gloomy face: "This is the first time I've experienced the Spring Festival travel rush that only happens in China abroad..."

"There are too many people. Almost all the seats are full." Lin Jingyan said with a smile: "Drink less water."

"By the way, Lao Wei was just interviewed." Fang Shijing said with a smile.

"Eh? Where is he now?" Bai Shu looked around.

“Still there.”

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, I feel so sorry for the person who interviewed him." Lu Liang was amazed. How could anyone dare to interview Lao Wei? Didn't they know who taught Huang Shaotian?

Foreign journalists' interviews are generally not well-intentioned, which can almost be described as a saying that every bad guy has his share of bad guys.

Lao Wei hurried back: "Luckily, fortunately, I made it. It hasn't started yet, right?"

"No, I just connected to the commentary booth." Qiu Fei shook his head.

"That's good, that's good..." Old Wei nodded and rubbed his hands on Lu Liang's body: "I'll tell you..."

"Wait a moment, what are you doing?" Lu Liang asked in confusion.

"I'm wiping my hands!" Old Wei said righteously.

"Your hands are wet!"

"Yes! Otherwise, why would I wipe it!" Lao Wei said as a matter of course: "I didn't wash my hands after going to the toilet just now..."

"You fucking..." Lu Liang was stunned.

Chu Xue, who originally wanted to sit back, hesitated and stood in the aisle.

"...Uh, Madam Boss, I was just kidding." Old Wei said awkwardly, "Really, I was really kidding. If you don't believe me, I'll let Lu Liang try it..."

"Go to hell!"

While they were having fun, Pan Lin and Li Yibo completed the indoor sound check.

"Ahem, okay, welcome everyone back to the first round of the second game of the Glory World Invitational Finals..." Pan Lin said with a forced smile.

A one-on-three victory. This was the first time that the Chinese team suffered such a big injustice. Although Brother Li had just explained the tactical masters' plan to him, he still felt very unhappy in his heart.

"After all, it has already happened and there is no way to correct it, but there is still room for improvement. Next, let's see which players both sides will send out for the second round..." Li Yibo said with a smile.

"Since he came back the last two times, Li Yibo's words have become more and more like human language." Zhao Yang said with a smile.

If one must say, Li Yibo is still his predecessor in Tyranny, but the previous Li Yibo was really not commendable. It is really a pity that a player from a championship team who was a professional player is full of empty talk.

Fortunately, now, not to mention anticipating the enemy's moves, at least from a bird's eye view, there are no major mistakes or omissions in the analysis of the situation.

Han Wenqing nodded in agreement, then looked at the American players: "The mechanic from the physical training school and the judoka, the other side wants to attack head-on in this match."

"If it's a head-on battle... do you plan to let it go or fight back with some momentum?" The position was a bit far, and Zhao Yang couldn't see who the Chinese team player was who was walking towards the first-hand corridor on the other side.

"We should let it go. Each game counts as extra points. If we decide to lose, the other points won't be important." Song Qiying expressed his opinion: "The tactical masters and predecessors are all pragmatic. If they decide to lose, they won't try too hard."

"That's probably the case... huh? Zhang Jiale, Su Mucheng?" Zhao Yang was stunned: "Zhang Jiale's condition has recovered? But this combination of ammunition and guns... will be ruined if someone gets close to them!"

"If Senior Zhang Jiale had played, there might have been new twists in this game..."

All professional players know that in the twilight years of their careers, Zhang Jiale seemed to have found his own path to success in the previous match against the England national team.

If I were to go on stage now, it would mean too much...

Is it time to start posting your own account?

Or was he completely abandoned as a pawn? Moreover, the other person he was working with was also a Gunner of the Gunnery class...

"There are three gunners in this game. I kind of regret that I'm not a sharpshooter. Otherwise, this would be a good topic of conversation." Kim Tae-min joked with a smile.

"That's right. If the opponent's playing situation is like this in this game, then we should choose the arena. It has the greatest advantage and the captain will also be satisfied." Cameron asked.

"This is the best choice..." Kim Taemin nodded without denying it.

The battle has begun.

"Hey, it seems that the opponent is indeed not as good as Dominic." Zhang Jiale felt a little bored.

“Just like back then, no one said they were stronger than Ye Xiu and Wu Ge.” Su Mucheng said proudly.

"Hey, our scene of flowers and blood was exactly the same back then," Zhang Jiale retorted unwillingly.

"But you still lost!" Su Mucheng said with a smile.

"That's because we exposed too much in this season. Chujian will definitely win!" Zhang Jiale emphasized.

"But you still lost!" Su Mucheng smiled sweetly.

"It's mainly because of Wu Xuefeng's Qigong master. His Cloud Body and Wind Body are too shameless!"

"But you..."

"Okay, okay, my dear aunt, you are right, okay? Ye Xiu is the best in the world." Zhang Jiale said with a smile.

“Hehe.” Su Mucheng hummed a little tune with some pride: “It’s good that you admit it! If you don’t admit it, Xiao Wen will make things difficult for you later!”

"That's our captain! My brother!"

"But I'm Sister Xiao Wen!"

The two chatted while making preparations, and there was no pressure at all.

This time, the main theme is to rest and recuperate, and... to pretend.

After all, there are two possibilities for Zhang Jiale to appear on the court, right? The first possibility is that he completely digests what he gained from the match against England and becomes a truly top-tier player, waiting for the right time to be crowned the Jade-faced Grenade King.

The second possibility is that Zhang Jiale is completely useless and has not found a way to break through in his late career. Now he is just playing for the Chinese team and may retire after the World Invitational Tournament ends...

Of these two situations, the latter seems more likely.

"I think it will be the former." Lancelot said, "In that match, I could clearly feel that I was not able to suppress the opponent in the later stages."

"My brother and I feel the same way. This is probably another smokescreen released by the Chinese team to deceive people." Grahead nodded: "They played this trick very well."

Merlin nodded with a wry smile. No team had a deeper understanding of this than the England national team that lost to the Chinese team in the semi-finals. In the past few days, Arthur, Merlin, Joan of Arc, and Mistletoe had been running to the bookstore quite often to look for the English translation of The Romance of the Three Kingdoms and The Art of War by Sun Tzu.

It is true that you can learn as long as you live.

"Now, we just have to wait for time to verify what kind of preparations the other party has. Let's take a look at this game first." Arthur shook his head and looked at the situation on the field.

The American team launched a charge.

The thrusters were turned on, and Cameron rushed towards the opponent's position first without any hesitation.

"It's not a double breakthrough. The most likely possibility is to start the second rocket propulsion at the middle connection point to speed up the speed. It's far worse than Xiao Wen." Zhang Jiale curled his lips.

"It didn't even turn on the mechanical rotors to maintain air superiority to suppress us. It's far inferior to Xiao Wen." Su Mucheng nodded.

"Without mechanical escort, if we choose to hedge, we will definitely be able to interrupt him. He is far inferior to Xiao Wen." Zhang Jiale sighed.

"Rush forward without using other low-level skills for cover. This is not a smart move. It is far inferior to Xiao Wen."

The two players who claimed to be good brothers and sisters felt that the other party was far inferior to their own little Wen. For a moment, they were more or less contemptuous of each other and even felt that they didn't want to lose to each other: "Then what should we do? That judoka is circling and trying to advance from the flank. Ignore him and capture the mechanic first?"

"Yeah, let's try to see if we can get rid of the opponent first." Su Mucheng nodded repeatedly, and without any hesitation, she set up the stable gun mount directly.

Anti-tank guns!

The shells flew over in a triangular shape. Cameron frowned and without any hesitation, the moment he squatted, the second level of charge was activated, and the whole person flew towards this side almost sticking to the ground.

Cameron has been conducting research on the Chinese team, especially the mechanic Zhibai Shouhei. Cameron also knows that in terms of talent and hard power, he is indeed not as good as Zhibai Shouhei.

At the very least, he had no way of perfectly controlling the speed of the double thrust, and he would always lose control when making turns and maneuvers.

His talent for multi-line operation is not that good, and dual-line seamless operation is basically his peak. The gap in talent will always be ruthlessly displayed to the fullest in the same professional system or even the same profession.

Therefore, Cameron gave up the idea of ​​imitating the strategy of knowing white and defending black to develop a new playing style, and devoted himself completely to the research of physical mechanics, mastering one area in depth and reaching the pinnacle!

And that move just now undoubtedly rekindled Cameron's confidence.

"Don't fight too long, Cameron. You can fight however you want later, but now, help me provide cover, especially to tie down the opponent's gunners." Kim Taemin reminded.

"I see. The opponent's ammunition expert is not in good condition. It should not be a disguise." After the first attack was extinguished, Cameron flexibly dodged the freezing bullets of the opponent's ammunition expert and said with a sneer.

"These are not things we need to worry about. After playing this game well, it is enough to give feedback to the tactician. Don't think about these messy things." Jin Taimin reminded, without a smile on his chubby face. He is completely different from his usual self: "They probably want to use this method to weaken us. Although the captain doesn't care too much about these, we can't do what the captain does. Stay calm and do our own things."

Being calm and efficient in battle... this is also the main reason why a Korean was invited to join the US national team.

Kim Tae-min is also an excellent tactician.

Cameron restrained his intention to explore, his face turned a little colder: "I know."

……

"The opponent's fighting style has become restrained again..." Li Wen frowned: "Originally, he should have been preparing to explode to test Brother Jiale..."

"It was that fat guy who reminded him." Fang Rui curled his lips: "It seems that not all players on the American team are like Dominic. What a pity..."

(End of this chapter)