During the whole half-time, no one bothered Chen Yao.
Soon, the second half will begin.
Xie Qingming and Chen Yao are waiting to speak, but Chen Yao hasn't spoken until they have entered the pistol Bureau.
In the second half, the dictatorial team acted as the bandit side.
Pistol Bureau, ray package in the small B who does not smile.
Chen Yao instructed the whole team to cover Xiaob, who didn't smile, to bury the bag in front of the other team. In the first round of the regimental battle, he played three for three, which was totally different from the well-designed opening advantage in the first half.
However, what surprised them was that after such a wave of group battles, the dictatorship team buried the thunder and killed the people.
It's a pity that under the good luck of the Sansheng team and the counter attack of the shallow and deep Jedi, Xinghuo and Xiaoye failed to fight and lost the pistol game.
"Team Chen, this is..." Only one game, Lu Er, they can see clearly.
"Well, a current." Chen Yao replied faintly.
Instead of pulling and covering, there was only one regimental battle in the whole game.
It's a battle!
Chen Yao has no way to break the tacit understanding of Sansheng team - this is the very definite information he got in the second round.
In fact, there is only one result of the comparison, that is, these five people together, will definitely be able to play the last few games of the first half as a sudden opportunity without communication.
Then, the root cause can not be cured, only the symptoms can be cured.
Fortunately, he just wants to win the competition, not to do research, so it's enough to treat the symptoms.
Then, what Chen Yao has to do is to shorten the time of each game to a great extent - the chances of the five players are all random in a game. The shorter the game time, the shorter the time left for them to have these opportunities.
The first round of pistol game, the effect is very obvious.
The sudden reversal in the last few innings of the first half led to the collapse of the dictatorial team. Sansheng team never found another chance.
The only difference is that the pistol game is too fast.
Chen Yao's command has always been so simple and efficient.
……
The atmosphere on the Qingchuan pavilion was a little dignified.
The golden flag waving on the three-tier cruise ship is flying in the wind on the river. The people under the flag are all holding their fists and shouting for refueling. The voice is messy and a little anxious.
Of course, for fans on the scene, the second half of the opening, certainly not too good.
Even on the commentary stand, there were worried voices.
"At the beginning of the second half, Sansheng team won the first game so smoothly and quickly," Yin Ying said. "The dictatorial team is still leading by a big score, but it really needs to refuel!"
"Er..." Yang Jingzhe's words were stuck back, because, although this game won the Sansheng team, and won very quickly, his idea seems to be a little different from Yin Ying's.
In the second half of the pistol game, the Sansheng team won.
But, in fact, the dominant team in the competition field has always been the dictatorial team, won't Yin Ying not see it?
Yang Jingzhe's strange feelings gathered little by little and became a terrible guess
"No, no, No He quickly put down his confused ideas.
Yin Ying is a senior commentator in CES League. He is known as the goddess who brings a new wind to the twilight League commentators. Now he is as popular as Tan Dan
Yang Jingzhe still thinks that it is his own problem.
I am an intern, and the other side's level gap is too far, will appear so many different ideas in this game?
Well, it must be.
"The dictatorial team is very dangerous. If they are in the lead by a big score, but the Sansheng team overturns the first map in the end, then they will probably hand in the second map directly." Yin Ying said to Yang Jingzhe, "but now we can only cheer for the dictatorship team..."
"Well, come on!" Yang Jingzhe thought about it and added in a low voice, "I think the dictatorial team should not lose this map."
……
Yang Jingzhe and the fans of the dictatorial team hope it is good, but the dictatorial team failed to win the second and third innings, which makes Yang Jingzhe feel that he may be wrong.
But it's not just the pistol game. In the second and third innings, it's the dictatorial team that dominates the rhythm of the battle, the place of the battle, and so on.
The fourth
The fifth
It's always been like this.
The battle began and ended quickly.
The most promising thing for the dictatorial team is the fourth inning, but unfortunately, it didn't win either.
Yang Jingzhe looked at the score has become 11:9, can only think that the dictatorial team has a command position, they become the battlefield dominant is very normal, perhaps this does not represent anything, so Yin Ying just did not mention?It can only be said that Sansheng team is really strong.
They can choose the best time and place to fight with others.
The sixth game of the second half began
"Go! Go! Rush "
the whole audience seemed to have formed the sound of war drums, which hit the commentators' ears.
Yang Jingzhe, who had been doubting himself just now, suddenly felt that he might be right when he heard the sound!
The dictatorship is losing.
But their fans have been shouting the bugle of charging fiercely.
Yang is not sure that he is right, but he is sure that the fans of the dictatorial team are right!
"The beginning of the authoritarian team is still a strong point, burying the bag face to face," Yin Ying said, looking at the picture, "the authoritarian team is a fierce police when it is a police officer, and it is even more fierce when it is a bandit to win or lose in a row..."
"The first goal of the authoritarian team is goodluck, they are adjusting every game, they always dominate the game! Well done! Kill! Wave away! Xiaoyi, who didn't laugh, was covered by smoke bombs, and the spark retreated, and he rushed into the battle with nothing to do. "Yang Jingzhe's speaking speed accelerated involuntarily," drunk Shilipo killed two times in a row, but But
"The dictatorship has killed his teammates! Seven seconds! Seven seconds, my God Yin Ying looked at the battle and said, "ah Zhe, what do we see? What do you see! We've seen the model of authoritarian team faking wine! "
"Yes, yes. Is it the first time for senior Yin Ying to explain on Qingchuan pavilion?"
"Of course! It's no pity to see an outbreak of fake wine mode on the Qingchuan Pavilion Yin Ying's sweet voice immediately caused a roar at the scene.
The end of the sixth game was slower than the previous five.
But the time spent waiting for the thunder bag to explode
In fact, there is only one battle that really decides the outcome, and the time is less than the previous five games.
"I'll go! How did we win? " Ye Hongying saw the victory hint, and his ears were still buzzing.
"Great." Huo Xiaoyi did not answer him, but first looked at Chen Yao.