Dongkuo's flying life

"Right 4 pass point, low-lying 80, stay in the center pass point."

In the rally car "Bailu", Hong Kuo's voice was slightly hoarse.On his left, Lin Zhendong was shifting gears quickly, passing the low-lying gravel road ahead.

"concentrate."

Lin Zhendong's voice was very soft, but as always, Hong Kuo felt at ease.He quickly came back to his senses and glanced at Lu Shu.

"Right 2 then left 4 through the bumpy road, don't cut corners when there are obstacles."

This is the quintessential track of the Dakar Rally, from Iquique to Arica, where the golden sand dunes of the Atacama Desert loom over the breath of death.The rally lasted for 7 days, and Hong Kuo may have suffered from physical weakness and slow brain response due to overwork.

He pinched his arm, forcing himself to stay awake.

"After passing 1 point on the left, go straight to the 150 hairpin and pass 2 points on the right."

After Lin Zhendong slowed down a little and passed the sharp left turn, his lips parted slightly, hesitant to speak.Hong Kuo saw it and turned away.

"concentrate."

Lin Zhendong's unspoken words turned into a smile on the corner of his mouth, and he didn't stop moving his hands. After passing the 150-meter straight section, he stepped on the clutch to change gears, and the car swung to the right and passed the hairpin.

"Pay attention to the speed of the turbine. I'm afraid I won't be able to reach the next inspection station if you mess around like this." Hong Kuo glanced at the dashboard and frowned.

"Ah Kuo, don't worry, I know." Lin Zhendong stared at the road ahead without turning his eyes. He flexibly manipulated the steering wheel in his hands, as if it had become one with his body.

Hong Kuo clenched the hand holding the road book slightly, then cleared his throat and began to report the road conditions, without further entanglement with this matter.

Six hours later, the two arrived at the last pit stop of the I-A stage. While replenishing gasoline, Hong Kuo looked towards the distant horizon in the north, and as soon as he turned his head, he bumped into a man in a red and white racing uniform.

"What are you looking at?" Lin Zhendong's voice came from above his head.

Although Lin Zhendong broke through as a dark horse three years ago, he became a rising star in the racing industry with a blockbuster, and won trophies and medals.However, the outside world's evaluation of Lin Zhendong has always included the words "young and frivolous", which may be related to his casual way of speaking.As Lin Zhendong's navigator, Hong Kuo knew that this misjudged young man was more reassuring than anyone else, at least for him.

"I can smell the sea." Hong Kuo waved his hand, opened the car door and got into the co-pilot.

Arica is the northernmost port city in Chile. Arriving here means that the first half of the Dakar Rally is over.

Lin Zhendong also returned to the driver's seat, put on his helmet, put down the handbrake and started the accelerator.Zhang Yue's voice from the logistics team came from the communicator in the car.

“当前赛段时间7小时20分36秒，No.17小时20分34秒是澳大利亚赛维队。”

Lin Zhendong didn't reply, just kicked the gas pedal "Bailu" and walked away.

"The message has been received." Hong Kuo flipped through the road book, thought for a moment and replied: "There are five consecutive U-shaped turns in front of the check-in office in Arika, and three of them have angles lower than 30 degrees. Sai Wei used to eat here. Thankfully, if we can do better than him here, it should be easy to pass him."

"The idea is correct, but we have received news that it will rain later. Please pay attention to the various information on the dashboard. After passing point A, the flood bridge communication will be interrupted, and the Hongkuo track will be handed over to you." Communication There was a crackling sound of typing on the keyboard at the other end of the instrument.

As soon as Zhang Yue finished speaking, he cut off the communication. Hong Kuo glanced at Lin Zhendong who was concentrating on driving, and was about to speak to confirm his opinion.

Lin Zhendong spoke: "We will not lose."

Hong Kuo turned his attention back to the return situation.

"We will not lose" was the first sentence Lin Zhendong said to him, 4 years ago in England.

The author has something to say: I wrote about the setting they met in England before, and the more I think about it, the more I like it.So get ready to write another story about them in England.The general content is from the Dakar Rally to the experience of studying in the UK.There are real and fictional sections in the content. My understanding of rally is in the movie and the game Dust Rally, so there must be a lot of imprecise parts about the game. Please point out~~