Chapter 1028: Second Half! A Blitzkrieg Attempt?!

Fifteen minutes finally passed, and in the next moment, Higo had already found himself standing on the opposite side of the pitch to change sides, ready to defend this area with his whole life.

The others were also on the same frequency, knowing that the second half would be tougher than before. It was better to be wary rather than lowering their guard just to be punished by the opponent later.

No, that would definitely be the worst-case scenario, and they didn’t want to imagine what kind of wrath the coach would put on them later.

However, before that, they put their focus on the kick-off first, or, to be more exact, on the chance they could double their lead right after the game began.

Yeah, since the kick-off would be theirs, they had the chance to pull the Blitzkrieg attack, the scheme that gave them so many goals so far this season.

Even though it was not a sure goal, all the teams in the league knew how dangerous this attack was, and for Schalke, having already managed to put fear on the opponent’s side before the game began was already a win in their book.

Morita had already been seen warming up in the middle of Schalke’s territory, waiting for the referee to blow the whistle as he was more than ready to initiate that attack.

Hoppe, Fabian, and Benito Raman also loosened their lower limb muscles, getting themselves ready so that the moment the whistle was blown, they could charge forward without hesitation and wait for Morita’s pass.

"Just give it to me, Morita! You haven’t done that in a long time, you know?" Hoppe asked the midfielder before going back to his position.

Morita himself just smiled wryly when he heard that. It wasn’t like he didn’t want to pass the ball to Hoppe, but the boy was the team’s focal point, which made it so easy for the striker to get surrounded by the opponent.

The best approach was to go for the other side of where the striker went, and while Morita still gave a nod at him, the midfielder didn’t have any intention to change his mind.

Of course, that didn’t mean this would go smoothly. No, Wolfsburg also knew about this, and they had also prepared to deal with the opponent’s incoming attack.

"Come on, everyone! Get in position!" Josuha Guilavogui clapped loudly, trying to encourage his teammates. "Once this is done, we can get them back quickly! For now, concentrate!"

With all the players finally ready to start the second half, the referee didn’t have any reason to delay the game anymore, so...

FWEEE!

Right a second after that, the man blew the whistle loudly, starting the second half of the game!

Hoppe also didn’t wait at all here. After passing the ball back to Morita, he didn’t even turn around and look at whether the ball arrived at the midfielder’s foot perfectly or not.

No, he just blitzed his way through the opponent’s territory blindly, trusting that Morita would have no problem in this scenario.

’Come on, Morita! It has been a long time since I scored a goal! Give me a good pass!’

He didn’t even look at his surroundings, as so many Wolfsburg players had already been within his reach at this point. If Morita dared to send the ball to the boy, it would’ve been cut off no matter what kind of pass he sent, and the midfielder knew about it well with just a glance.

So, instead, he shifted his attention to the flank side, and after locking on one target, the boy didn’t hesitate to launch a missile toward that direction.

BAM!

"Hah! I know you are going to use me, Morita!" Fabian grinned as the boy saw from his peripheral vision that the ball was coming in his direction.

Still, Kevin Mbabu was also there, and in the next second, Fabian knew that he had to stop and go for a duel to fight for that ball.

BAM!

A clash between those two!

The ball ricocheted in the air, and some players tried to get into the best position to anticipate where the ball would fall.

BAM!

Another clash!

This time, it was when the ball was within Guilavogui’s reach, and Tanaka was trying his best to disturb the man.

Unfortunately, Tanaka’s posture was still quite thin compared to the opponent’s midfielder, and he couldn’t even shake the tall tree in front of him an inch.

However, his interference was enough to make the ball fly back to the flank side, and this time, Sead Kolasinac was quick enough to be the backup there.

"YES! I GET THIS!" The captain grinned as he sprinted forward with the ball on his feet.

The fullback took advantage of the fact that the opponent’s fullback hadn’t fully recovered after the duel against Fabian earlier to charge in, and before anyone could get closer, he had already whipped a cross to the penalty box.

BAM!

The cross itself wasn’t that high, and yet it wasn’t that low as well. The height was perfect for Hoppe to fight for, but the boy was also getting surrounded by two Wolfsburg defenders inside the penalty box.

In the end, no one truly got the ball, as the three players were too busy fighting against each other and just let the ball slip into the air.

’Fuck! My chance!’ Hoppe cursed, clicking his tongue in annoyance.

However, the threat from Schalke was far from over, because from everyone’s blind spot, Benito Raman suddenly popped, letting the ball get closer to the height of his knee first before the winger swung his right foot with full power.

’Shit!’

BAM!

Koen Casteel flinched when he saw the ball zooming in straight to his face. However, this was also a blessing in disguise, as in the end, all he had to do was raise both hands, not even needing to adjust his positioning, to block that attempt from Schalke’s side.

"OH, FUCK!" Benito Raman couldn’t help but groan, clutching his head in disbelief. "How could you still save that?!"