"spread--!"

"As soon as the nine innings was eliminated, the runners with the same score in Baishan High School were already on the base, and you can catch up with another hit!"

"PlayBall!" The referee signaled the pitch to begin.

The first shot was a tricky straight ball in the inner corner, and the base was very good.

"Bang!"

"nice shot!"

After letting go of this ball, Tetsu Nishino looked at the catcher Heike Sato calmly.

"Will I give me an inside corner kick if I change my right-hander? I'll have to play a game. If I play a few more balls, I may follow the ball."

However, after the second shot was shot, he headed straight to the outside corner. Tetsu Nishino felt that it was very likely to lure him into a stick, so he stopped moving for the time being.

Hiroshi Sato raised his hand before receiving the ball.

"Bang!"

"Bad ball!"

A bad ball with a high outer corner.

Although Takashi Nishino was fully focused at this time, he was not anxious, and there was a faint smile on his lips.

You can get points as long as you go out of the base. At this time, you are so anxious that you are not the hitter.

Seeing that Takashi Nishino did not recklessly attack the ball path that he was not good at playing, Superintendent Totoshi from the field clapped his palms nervously, "Select well, that's right."

Every time this mat is shot, Jiaziyuan rusts like boiling water, and the air seems to be filled with the smell of flying earth.

The bright sun in the sky climbed to the highest point, illuminating people's shadows under your feet.

“Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh!”

Accompanied by the drum beats and neatly clapping in the Baishan support stands, the atmosphere of Jiaziyuan Stadium became more and more popular, and the entire stadium gradually merged into one.

The second half of this nine game indicates a difference from the beginning.

With continuous hits and continuous bases, Baishan High School hit his own offense in the last half of the offensive, telling everyone that they didn't want to end like this.

The support of forty-four thousand people was connected with clapping hands, and the names that spread out from the Alpine stands.

"Xiye!Xiye!Xiye!!!"

"Xiye!Xiye!Xiye~!!!"

"Xiye!Xiye!Xiye~~!!!"

One audience after another shouted in a low voice, gathering together, and a huge pressure rushed into the venue.

In the rest room of the junior high school in the third base side, the substitutes looked nervously at the court, muttering words like "must hold on".

This is a junior in the third place for several days after being eliminated. Otherwise, the runner is still at second and third bases only 2 points ahead.

The third ball.

Kuita Nakamura made a shot.

call out!

Takashi Nishino stared at the flying baseball and determined that the roughly ball path of the ball was in the inner corner and moved a little to the middle at the edge.

It's slightly easier to play than the most tricky ball path.

Such a ball path is hard to come by, and Tetsu Nishino decisively swung the bat.

"Clang!"

The timing of baseball entering the base was different from what I expected. Tetsu Nishino pulled too much back and the ball went to the third base outside the stands.

"Outside the boundary!"

The number of balls reached 1, bad and 2 were good. Tetsu Nishino was chased by two good balls, and the situation suddenly became unfavorable to him.

"Ah Sa!"

As Nishino Tetsuya lifted his bat again, he shouted at the pitcher Kita Nakamura.

On the pitcher mound, Kuita Nakamura glanced at the runner who was about to move in Sanzui and nodded with a serious expression.

Under the situation of full base, Kuita Nakamura did not dare to shoot one goal. Under the heavy pressure, every goal consumed a lot of his energy.

After deepening his breathing for a few seconds, Nakamura Kita looked at the home plate and threw the baseball in his hand.

call out!

The baseball that was shot slid across an oblique arc and entered the air above the home plate in a blink of an eye.

After carefully identifying the ball path, Takashi Nishino put the ball over, and under the threat of strikeout, he held the bat tightly but did not swing it.

"Bang!"

Heike Sato firmly received the incoming ball with his left hand and waited for half a second, hoping to hear an ideal sound.

However.

"Bad ball!" The referee made a gesture of good and bad.

"Wow————!"

A burst of sighs sounded on the court, although it was a tide of applause, the shooting and confrontation in the court had already touched the heartstrings of all the audience.

Many spectators were even more nervous than the players and couldn't help but stand up from their seats.

On the catcher's seat, Heihe Sato squatted and was silent for a moment, put his right hand between his legs, and called a ball code on the pitcher mound.

Kawamura Weiren shook her head.

Heike Sato continued to play the secret code, Kawamura nodded slightly, and the ball was matched after the third year of the Japanese junior high school was completed.

Standing in the right strike area with the bat held up, Takashi Nishino saw Kawamura pressing down, and then the baseball suddenly flew over from the pitching mound.

call out!

The moment he made the decision, Takashi Nishino's entire body moved.

Stepping down, shoulders and waist rotated, and holding the bat with both hands tightly swept across.

The moment he hit the ball, Takashi Nishino continued to hold the bat tightly with his right hand and pushed it out with force.

"Clang!"

The baseball flew backwards like a shell that was released from the barrel, and instantly crossed over one and two bases.

"I've hit it!"

"Right Outfield!!!"

"The ball is very good! Flying very fast! But the right outfielder guards very much!"

The ball flew rapidly to the right outfield, and there was little hope of going out with a relatively half-high straight track, and the speed of the right outfielder of the Japanese-Dada-San should be able to catch the ball.

Indori.

The sword-rooted mando on the trench bag, Shogo Kuriyama and Hiroki Tsuji walked away from the trench a few steps, turned to look at the right outfield.

If the ball lands, they can immediately go back to home base and score. If caught, they will have to go back to base the bag first.

The baseball flew rapidly to the front of the right outfield wall.

The right fielder of the junior high school student judged the landing point of the ball, and suddenly became panicked. He found that he might not be able to catch the ball, so he could only jump up with the soft pad of the wall.

despair!

The ball hit the place between the wall pad and the yellow judgment bar, and the high-rise gloves could not touch the ball.

"Hit!!!!!!!!!!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

There was a noise everywhere in the Jiaziyuan Stadium, and tens of thousands of spectators cheered and looked at everything in front of them, and couldn't help but roar.

All the runners in the infield ran all of a sudden, and at this time they could score as long as they returned to home base.

Third base runner Daogen Mengdou first returns to home base.

Second-tier runner Showu, Ritsuyama, stepped on the third base and ran towards home base.

Tetsu Nishino stepped on the second base and quickly turned to the third base to run. His move was very large, and he stepped up the black soil in the inland step by step.

After the baseball hit the yellow judgement rod, sufficient kinetic energy made the ball rebound and fold back in reverse.

Now the guard of the junior high school in the right outer field was completely broken through.

The ball bounced back and landed on the lawn in the middle of the outfield. The closest Japanese third-fielder was dozens of meters away.

The home plate behind him was stepped on by the runners again and again, and the catcher Hero Sato shouted at the top of his lungs.

"Send back to home plate quickly!!!"

Suddenly, Jiaziyuan Stadium fell into a high restlessness, and the sound of the whole audience started to rise again.
To be continued...