After the last starting name was announced, the players who entered the eleven people were filled with excitement, and the other players who could only sit on the bench naturally had to sigh.

"This is the opponent's home court, and their playing style will definitely go to please their fans. I think you are also impressed by the first round of the match. Their ball control is completely crushing for us."

After everyone's discussion was over after the lineup was determined, Camacho began to continue speaking.

"So, in this game, we play a simpler game, destroy, destroy, or destroy. Apart from Feng's ball control organization and cooperation in launching counterattacks, at other times, I don't care what method you use, don't let the opponent get the ball comfortably in our half, alright?"

"clear!"

"Very good, so let me emphasize it a little more."

Talk about the team's defense of the midfield 1 and the back line 4 behind them, and Camacho's eyes came to several midfielders.

"In this game, except Feng and Wu, you can not participate in the defense, and the others will shrink as much as possible when their opponents attack. That is to say, when the team's lineup is defending, our formation should be 4411."

The stamp in his hand slid quickly, and Camacho's actions were undoubtedly to carry out the defense to the end. His eyes were full of unquestionable majesty, and the other three midfielders nodded repeatedly.

"So, let's talk about the offense, Feng, we will no longer have as much room for ball control and transmission in this game. I need you to find the breakthrough in front as quickly as possible after getting the ball, or dribble or transfer it to Wu."

His eyes were only on Liu Feng, and what Camacho was talking about at this moment was related to the team's core playing style in this game.

"There won't be too many such opportunities. The worst result may be only a few times in the whole game. In any case, you must seize it. Wu, you are the same. Once the team has a chance to fight back, whether you can win today's game depends on you two."

“Learn from the coach!”

The burden was directly full. Even if the team was lined up with the bus formation, Camacho was unsure of whether the team could withstand the Japanese team's smooth offensive advancement and not lose the ball.

Then, this means that the team may not only need a goal from Liu Feng and Wu Lei in the defensive counterattack. As the game unfolds, once a mistake occurs, they may need two or three to win.

"This is a game that cannot be lost no matter what. In addition to the importance of promotion, I think you also know that if you don't want to be scolded by your compatriots at home in the first round again, tomorrow is the time for you to fight to the death!"

"clear!"

With a wave of his hand, the last tactical meeting before the war ended. Camacho turned around and walked out of the conference room first, while the remaining team members began to discuss.

Regarding the starter, tomorrow's game, and even the team's opponents, Liu Feng, who was unable to play in person last round, learned clearly from his teammates around him.

Just from the solemn expression of captain Li Weifeng, Liu Feng felt the huge pressure on the team to face the Japanese team.

However, in his memories, he had fought with some excellent Japanese players in Serie A and Premier League, and his opponents really did not leave much impression on him.

Of course, these words cannot be said in front of his teammates. After Liu Feng joined the team, he has always maintained his temperament in the club. He stands up when he should be fierce and is humble when he should be humble. This is why everyone likes him.

That night, the Chinese team spent the last night in the hotel they were staying in. When the morning light filled the entire Yokohama again, the Chinese team's bus had already driven out of the parking lot.

Outside the Yokohama Stadium, there were already a crowd of people, and countless Japanese fans gathered here. When they saw the bright red bus coming towards it, it made an extremely harsh sound.

In response to this, the Chinese players who put the red songs on the biggest with headphones in the car said it didn't matter.

Arrived, got off the car, and headed to the locker room. The team members quickly started changing clothes. The tension in the competition made them feel a little silent, but everyone's mood was still different behind this silence.

For example, Liu Feng, once again, before this war was held, his heart began to get restless.

Everything afterwards was like pressing the fast forward button, and I walked from the locker room to the noisy Yokohama Stadium to warm up and then returned to the locker room in sweat.

There was a lot of shouting in the field, but they were all given to the Japanese team wearing blue jerseys. Seeing the dazzling plaster flags swaying everywhere, when the players returned to the locker room again, Camacho no longer needed to say anything more.

"Today's game~"

"There is victory but no defeat!"

"roar!!!"

When the team captain Li Weifeng took the lead in pushing open the locker room door, everyone else followed and broke into the player's passage.

Although the players of both sides stood side by side in the player channel, they did not communicate at all. They just had many curious or hostile eyes on Liu Feng, who was standing behind Li Weifeng.

Liu Feng did not respond to this.

When the referee on duty in this game signaled that he could enter the court, two long dragons, one red and one blue, entered the court.

"Hello CCTV, CCTV, audience friends, welcome to watch the seventh round of the 2014 World Cup Asian Qualifiers Group B. Japan's home match against China. I am commentator Liu Jianhong."

When Liu Jianhong's voice appeared in front of the fans along with the game's scene, the countdown had already begun.

The captains of both sides conducted a coin guessing activity in front of the referee, and finally ended the necessary opening session with Li Weifeng holding the ball towards the kickoff point.

"Okay, the Chinese team chose the kick-off right, and our two prides Liu Feng and Wu Lei have already stood in front of the kick-off point."

In this game, due to the distinction between the two teams' home jerseys, the Chinese team was able to continue to wear red jerseys to play this away game, which gave the players a little more strength.

"Shh~Shh!!!"

A sharp whistle kicked off the whole game. Wu Lei, who was on the starting point, pushed the ball out, and Liu Feng turned to Zheng Zhi in the midfield.

"Okay, the game has officially begun. The Chinese team's midfielder began to control the ball. After Liu Feng took the ball, he quickly retreated to the midfield position. In this game, he still served as the team's midfield core."

The ball possession unfolded at the next moment, but it was not until the ball possession lasted for a while that people could see clearly the arrangement of the Chinese team's midfield.
Chapter completed!