Cheng Cong was still a little confused when he arrived at the car. He was not very familiar with the world. He has been wandering in the ocean of cars since he was a child. He learned to drive, learn racing, learn skills, and find feelings. Being able to drive an F1 car and Mercedes-Benz on the track is the best exercise for him.

You should know that this F1 car runs a special unleaded gasoline of 600 liters. The price is, whisper, it will be nearly two pounds without liters of gasoline. It will burn tens of thousands of yuan after driving a lap. The tires will be lost after driving a lap for hundreds of pounds. Such high expenses are definitely not something that ordinary people can afford. No matter how rich his family has, they can't afford this in vain. And without the pressure of the race, a racer cannot grow, so in fact, the McKelion team is pretty good to him.

At least there are races to drive, and there are cars to try. He really didn't want to leave the team. This time he came to see it was mainly due to curiosity and his own self-esteem.

China's F1 racing car, he wanted to see what the racing car in his country was, and it happened to meet his housing prices, so he came.

This is the best thing for foreigners. The time after get off work is his own, and it is inviolable. He can freely allocate it. He is a little anxious in the car. It does not take too long to drive a hundred kilometers. It is only a hundred kilometers away from London to Silverstone Racing. It takes more than an hour to drive.

Even large trucks are very relaxed to walk on the road. Great Britain is better than China. They have relatively few traffic jams. There are almost no traffic jams on roads outside the city. The speed is very fast. Before they can react in the blink of an eye, the cars are gradually approaching the Silverstone Arena.

Located in the central area of ​​Great Britain, Silverstone is one of the most frequent tracks in the world, and Silverstone is the birthplace of the British racing industry. The predecessor of Silverstone was a military airport during World War II. It started to hold the British Grand Prix in 1948 and has been prosperous until now. It has become a symbol of the F1 British Grand Prix.

Usually, the tracks here are not rented to individuals or too many teams. They have frequent competitions and need to undergo necessary repairs and maintenance.

But now it is different. The maintenance company has a special name, Skynet Group, so they can rent the track here.

When the entire convoy arrived here, the wind seemed to be quiet, and the sound of the entire convoy became much more depressed. However, the logistics staff were all full of big noses and blue eyes, or there were a few black buddies, but there were very few Chinese people.

I looked up and saw that there were not many Chinese people.

"Oh." A sad sigh, this is Si Fan's sigh. There is no way. Now the Chinese people still look up to F1 racing. When people abroad have begun to challenge higher levels, our own F1 racing cars are still struggling hard.

The magic city track in China has been completed and international events are gradually unfolding. Everyone is working hard and they want to work hard to make their country do something.

But it's all a drop in the bucket. After all, the heart of a vehicle is not from its own country. This has to be said to be a sad story in a country with a complete industrial system.

With Si Fan's sigh, Li Zhengping's ambitions were Li Zhengping. He walked out of the center of the team with his head held high and slowly walked to the center of the track in front of everyone.

The track was very quiet at this time, and there were not many people. The track staff was watching the man. His movements were not harmful, but people's curiosity was at work.

Li Zhengping walked over slowly and then knelt down towards the track.

A man has gold under his knees, but it depends on what he knees. Below his knees is his dream.

Then, he leaned down gently and gently kissed the track with the strong smell of rubber with his dry lips.

This track is not very pleasant. After all, the tires of cars are all rubber, but this is his life, his dreams, everything about him, and the goal he strives for throughout his life. This track is full of victory.

"Today, my team will be on the road here and start the first journey." As soon as he finished speaking, the car on that side had already parked beside him, and the huge truck was stopped outside. This track would definitely not allow such a behemoth to arrive.

"Today, let our ferocious beasts meet the place he will conquer in the future." Li Zhengping suddenly jumped up and roared loudly.

Almost no one knew where his excitement came from, but Si Fan understood, Cheng Cong understood, and the two of them understood his excitement the most at this time. Zhang Xiaofan came here purely with the spirit of experiment. He just used it as an engine test and was not excited at all.

Their goal is to fly, this is the game.

Cheng Cong understood his excitement. This was a real crazy game. When the game started, it did not stop, maybe until death or retirement.

Cheng Cong hadn't thought so much, he had only expectations left, and his suitcase was placed next to him, with his exclusive racing suit.

Li Zhengping roared, and two cranes behind the huge truck dragged the cargo box up and then gently put it down.

There wasn't much noise when the cargo box landed.

There is no way, this is an F1 racing car, it is a very expensive thing, and any part inside is over 10,000 yuan. An ordinary person may be able to buy screws if he gets a monthly salary.

The car was gently put down without any dust, followed by boxes of accessories. The car was definitely assembled and tightly assembled after it was assembled. When the car was taken out of the cork box, it was surrounded by soft protective layers, and several main fulcrums were protected quite well. The most important thing is that this car is not a modular car, it is all together, and other people's cars can be assembled separately.

But this car. Sorry, it's impossible, so it can only appear together.

When the red car appeared in front of people, the sun shone like a bloodthirsty beast shining with a trace of bloody red, which was the red to kill.

The entire body has no logo except a Tamron, nor is it painted. It looks like an ugly duckling, but the pure natural and bright red has a charm that fills the eye.

This is full of power, a pure beauty that is presented to people with the low F1 body.

The four tires have been installed long ago and are ready to go.

Of course, the fuel has not been added yet, and the final inspection has not been done.

But despite this, looking at this F1 racing car and the prototype of Dragon Soul, all those who know F1 racing feel chilling.
Chapter completed!