Chapter 676: 675 Palpitating Heart
Surprise attack!
The ga had just begun, and the Baltimore Ravens Defense had already pushed forward completely, unleashing a six-person raid without any warning.
Only one lineman remained to guard Li Wei—
Mosley.
The other linen had all joined the defensive line, with misplaced positions and cooperative efforts, creating a dizzying tactical layout and teamwork. With a nurical advantage, they ford an absolute oppression, directly breaking through the Chiefs’ Pocket like locusts swarming in.
Forceful. Sudden. Deliberately planned. Seizing the initiative.
...
Rip!
The Pocket was torn, and Mahos was surrounded by fast-moving black figures encroaching from all sides, plunging him into crisis.
So, what now?
Although Reed hadn’t anticipated Harbaugh’s move to perfection, the preemptive strike by Harbaugh did not surprise Reed, and he had prepared well.
Mahos was back-pedaling, one step back, the front densely packed, smoke rising everywhere. Forget about reading defense or finding passing targets—a slight delay in movent could an being devoured by the dark shadow.
But Mahos was not flustered. He turned and decided on-the-spot to pass the football to Li Wei, without hesitation or delay, making the whole action crisp and sharp.
It seed, this was a running play.
Although the Ravens had chosen the surprise attack, the Chiefs countered with a running play right through the front, watching as the Ravens Defense players reacted quickly, changing direction instantly to surround Li Wei—
Whether it was Mahos or Li Wei, the locusts sward them all the sa, and the result might be the sa—to be completely devoured.
Sothing was a bit strange.
After Li Wei took control of the football, he did not exhibit a running back’s usual stance to seek a breakthrough opportunity but moved sideways instead, with Mahos mimicking each movent, making them look like synchronized short-track speed skaters, indistinguishable for a mont.
Then, at that mont, Li Wei and Mahos split apart, one to the left, one to the right.
The spectators, caught off guard, realized a mont later that the football was still in Mahos’ hands.
From the start, the football had remained with Mahos—
A deceptive fake handoff. Mahos shifted all the attention to Li Wei, using him as a decoy to divert the Ravens’ raid focus while buying ti for Mahos to read the defense again, like lightning.
A fake run and a real pass.
In a word, “fast.” Opposed to the Ravens’ fierce and robust challenge, it still secured a precious breathing space amid the roaring storm.
Mahos took a brief pause and was ready to pass the ball.
If another short pass connected at this ti, it would be unlike any other from earlier that afternoon, as the entire Raven’s defensive line had pushed forward for the raid, the second-line defense evolved into a one-on-one coverage, ensuring that, once connected, the Chiefs’ receivers could gain continuous advancing space.
In an instant, the Ravens’ top-tier defensive line caught up, their reactions quickening a third ti, stopping and turning rapidly, like a waltz. They twirled and jumped blindly, holding their breath, muscles tensed, lunging towards Mahos again.
Close quarters!
On the brink!
Two black figures appeared right in front of Mahos, both hands raised high swinging side to side like windshield wipers, interfering with the passing view while prepared to block and intercept; even if not capturing him imdiately, they could still ingeniously use their experience to disrupt the pass.
Mahos paused mid-step, his right hand ready to pass, pulled back, then turned to toss the ball lightly behind him—
The stadium, stunned.
Even Nantz and Romo in the comntary booth were shocked, let alone everyone else.
The football, like a playful little elf, lively and cheerfully nestled into Li Wei’s arms, that number twenty-three figure already outside the Pocket.
In front, a clear path.
Oh no!
The Baltimore Ravens Defense collectively sounded the alarm as they fully pressed forward with a raid, but they never anticipated being led by the nose by a well-prepared Kansas City Chiefs. Now, their posture of full-on charge, abandoning their balance, resulted in a complete loss of initiative, unable to keep up with the football’s changing rhythm.
Second reaction, third reaction, but it was already too late for a fourth reaction.
However, there was one exception.
Mosley: Watch .
Mosley, with his gaze firmly locked on Li Wei, responded instantly, laser-focused, shadowing every move of Li Wei regardless of how dizzying or deceptive the interactions between Li Wei and Mahos were. Mosley focused solely on Li Wei.
Step up, turn, lunge forward.
A series of movents, smooth and flowing, with figure number 23 now within arm’s reach.
Mosley: Hehe, kiddo, I knocked you over once, I can do it again. Sorry, my strength is a bit much, just bear with it.
Getting closer, even closer.
Mosley finally realized sothing was off—
Li Wei. He wasn’t coming closer.
Logically, Li Wei was supposed to run the ball, either laterally or vertically. He always needed to move, to look for a breakthrough, to push forward.
But Li Wei didn’t.
Now it was just Mosley moving towards Li Wei, wait, what did that an?
“Hehe.”
Mosley seed to see a smile forming at the corner of Li Wei’s mouth under his helt, and his heart sank with a thud—
A palpitation. Oh no, was this what being thrilled felt like?
Li Wei’s right hand, a light toss, and the football was released.
Incredibly!
Mosley, completely frozen, tried to brake urgently, attempting to straighten his knees and stretch out his arms to disrupt the pass, but he couldn’t shift his center of gravity quickly enough, transforming his lateral movent into a vertical stand, and he ended up jamming.
Then, Mosley just foolishly stood there, watching the football fly over his head and on behind him.
—Kelsey.
Behind him, Kelsey had already shaken off Humphrey. Clearly, Humphrey had also misjudged, thinking Mahos was aiming for a deep pass. After enduring an entire ga, Mahos finally couldn’t resist opting for a long throw, causing Humphrey to abandon Kelsey and dart out.
As a result, Kelsey found an opening, easily completed the catch, and continued to advance with the ball.
Trick play offense, the Kansas City Chiefs unexpectedly chose a trick play offense, the “Chiefs Special,” shaking off the Baltimore Ravens with an effortless power, turning Harbaugh’s desperate gamble into an opening for the Chiefs’ counterattack.
Kelsey, sprinting all the way.
Fortunately, Humphrey, quick to react, corrected his own misjudgnt, along with help from a teammate, as the two of them together pushed Kelsey out of bounds, preventing him from making a long run and causing further damage.
Despite this, Kelsey still easily advanced thirteen yards, effortlessly securing the first down, responding to the recent provocation from the Baltimore Ravens with an overwhelmingly strong posture.
The ga wasn’t over, and the Kansas City Chiefs were not ready to give up.
To be more precise, the Kansas City Chiefs had co for victory.
Boom!
Suddenly, Arrowhead Stadium reignited, reviving its energy, and the most loyal supporters from Kansas City returned from the lowest of lows to the highest of highs, all it took was just one Chiefs Special.
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