Golden Greenery

At this moment, the referee Hamel just wanted to blackmail Madiburg. He had to grit his teeth and whistle the penalty kick, not to mention that he loved to see it.

Even though Akinfeev was so brave throughout the game, he couldn't stop Zhuoyang's penalty kick. In the 84th minute of the second half, Fort Mady led CSKA Moscow 2:0. The overall situation has been established and the official post has completed its mission.

However, the official whistle is the official whistle. In order to avoid being criticized, Hamel also showed a yellow card one minute after the restart because he did not withdraw enough chauvin in time. The same two yellows were changed to one red.

However, nothing can stop Zhuo Yang from leading the team back to the UEFA Cup finals alone after a year. He proved to the world, to the brothers who left, and to the supporters of Madiburg that he alone could also complete the mission that the Six Musketeers had completed together.

The ambitious Zhuo Yang led Madiburg back to Germany. He will next complete the task of challenging Bayern Munich's hegemony. At this moment, his childhood friend Jiushan is facing a transformation and sublimation in his life.

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This is a room of about thirty square meters. There is no furniture in the room. There is only a row of plastic chairs commonly seen in public places beside the wall. Kuozibay Sawut is sitting on the chair. Looking forward to the future with joy.

At the same moment, Zhuo Yang, the captain of Hannover Madiburg Club, was getting off the helicopter with more than a dozen comrades and entered the prison in the hinterland of the desert in western China.

Kuozibayi Shawuti is nineteen years old this year. He is a native of Hotan, Xinjiang, Uyghur ethnic group in China. He is the youngest of his family. He has six older brothers. Father Shawuti is very powerful and precise. Shawuti's eldest brother is only in his early thirties this year. It can be seen that his grandma (mother) is not an ordinary person, and she is quite impressive.

Kuozibai Shawuti is a leftover warrior.

Two years ago, all the men in Shawuti's family followed Ah Heng and started killing people and setting fires everywhere. They were so unhappy. Seventeen-year-old Shawuti also tasted women for the first time. Uygur, Kirgiz, Daur, Tibetan, Han..., he tasted all kinds of women. The most unforgettable thing for him was the thirteen-year-old Tatar girl, who had skin like moonlight and eyes like gems.

The naked girl huddled under Shawuti's body, begging him with tears: "Don't kill me, please don't kill me, I can do anything, don't kill me..."

At that moment, Sawut wanted to keep the girl by his side forever and make her his wife. However, as soon as he finished, he was kicked away by his eldest brother, followed by the third, fifth and sixth brothers. Finally, Sawuti watched helplessly as his father trembled and then cut the girl's throat with a machete.

The sapphire eyes of the Tatar girl slowly lost their luster, and the tears that were still flowing melted into the blood on the ground, like ice springs rolling down the red rocks of the Pamir Plateau.

Shawuti and the others did not dare to provoke the Han people, because the reclamation and construction corps had guns, many of them, and the Han people were very united. Of course, they also killed a lot of lone Han people, and they tortured those Han people before they died.

Soon, the People's Liberation Army arrived, and Shawuti and the others began a desperate escape, heading west. Sawuti saw with his own eyes that his second brother and sixth brother were blown to pieces by the cannonball. When his father's head exploded like a watermelon, the flying brains poured into Sawuti's mouth. Later he learned that there was a kind of devil called a sniper.

Of the four to five thousand people, by the time they escaped Congling, there were less than three hundred bereaved dogs left. As soon as they entered Afghanistan, there were many trucks waiting for Shawuti and the others. In the dark night, he couldn't see clearly what the people who came to pick them up looked like, but the leading ones were speaking and Shawuti couldn't understand them. The person next to him told him that it was an American.

Shawuti and the others were bumpy on the truck for several days, and were taken to a camp in the mountains at the border between Afghanistan, Uzbekistan, and Turkmenistan. There were already some people here, and later more transporters came one after another. Some came.

Like Sawut, they are from southern Xinjiang, China.

For half a year, apart from eating and sleeping, there was training. No one cared about how to shoot, kill people, and throw grenades. No one cared whether they chanted sutras or prayed, but they had to train every day.

Kuozibayi Sawut likes football, and they sometimes play for a while in the camp. Sawut heard someone say that there was a Han named Zhuo Yang who was very good at playing football. That was in Germany. Where is Germany? is it far? Will it be farther than Urumqi?

Later, some people left. They were people who were trained to shoot accurately. His two brothers also left, the eldest brother went to Chechen, and the third brother went to Taliban. Sawut didn't quite understand: Didn't it say that the Americans were at war with Taliban? Why do Americans still come to train us?

Later, the remaining 3,000 Shawuti and others were sent to the border in batches to hide. A few days later, they crossed the border and returned to China on a scorching afternoon. Sawuti still didn't quite understand: Why not leave at night? Someone with understanding told him that he could avoid Chinese satellites at this time.

They want to return to southern Xinjiang to continue their remaining war!

Different from when they left more than half a year ago, Sawuti and the others no longer have sabers, scimitars and bird weapons in their hands, but have regular guns. Although they are all old, for Sawuti, they are already It is a high-end product that I have never dared to expect.

These guns come in all shapes and sizes, including M1 Gardran, SVT-40 rifle, and AVS-3. Only five small bosses made in China are eligible to use repeating weapons. The fourth brother of Sawut was issued an AK47. . Of course, Shawuti and the others thought it was an AK47, but in fact it was a Chinese-made 5. The retaining ring was a complete ring.

Shawuti and the others walked out of the vast no-man's land smoothly. Looking at the mighty team of more than 3,000 people carrying horses and carts, everyone was in high spirits. Now they have guns and grenades, and everyone has received military training from American experts. They consider themselves an invincible and invincible force.

Shawuti and the others can now rush into the Construction Corps to kill the Han people, steal their money, and play with Han women. They firmly believe that they can sweep through southern Xinjiang and fight all the way to Urumqi, and even to Beijing. I heard people say that there is the real world of flowers, the streets are full of gold, and every woman there is like a fairy who came down from the Tianshan Mountains.

As soon as they walked out of the no-man's land, Shawuti and the others plunged into the ambush of the People's Liberation Army's border defense regiment. Why do we need satellites? Americans can intervene in Afghanistan, but the Chinese can't? What a joke!

That day, Sawuti remembered an idiom taught by a Han teacher in Chinese language class when he was a child: rabble!