The Strongest Racer Maintenance Guide

This is no man's land, we're probably going to die together now

This is the case every year around the ring tower.

Top rally drivers from all over the world come here from all over the world, and this place has many "world's best".

When I came to Xinjiang again, I felt as if this year had not passed, and Xinjiang was still the same Xinjiang.Scorching sun, desert, cattle and sheep.

The big brother who rented a car in the desert is still so generous, the price is not expensive and the car is durable, even though his Chinese level has not improved, he is still confident, and he loudly wishes them a good night in the desert.

I haven't been in the desert for a year. The last time I entered the desert, the speed was too high and the sand was too soft. The professional player Xia Qianshen was miserably instructed by passers-by and players. This year will definitely not repeat the same mistakes.

It's still early, three o'clock in the afternoon, Gurbantunggut Desert.

Revisiting the old place, this time Xia Qianshen is already a complete body that owns both the Sichuan-Tibet Line and the Ring Tower.

Then the wheels were gouged.

"Damn!" Xia Qianshen patted the steering wheel with such strength that Zhong Su was worried that the airbag would pop out, "Why!"

Zhong Su immediately leaned over to look at the dashboard, "It's not your problem, it's the tire pressure is too high."

Xia Qianshen took a closer look, the maintenance workers will deliberately lower the tire pressure before entering the desert, so as to increase the contact area between the tire and the sand and enhance the grip, and vice versa if the tire pressure is high.

Xia Qian had a cold face, "Why is the tire pressure of this big brother's off-road tires so high?"

"Uh..." Zhong Su didn't know, "Maybe...it was a mistake."

This time when the car got stuck, there was no enthusiastic elder brother to help tow the car. In the end, the two dug up the sand to drive it out.

When I returned to the city near dusk, I received a video from Nana. The transport vehicle and maintenance vehicle were driving normally on the highway, and it was expected to arrive at the departure point of SS1 at noon the next day.

The SL came earlier this year, and Du Yuan gave him great support. The spare car is also an Impreza model, and the accessories are almost a perfect replica of the main car.

The main racing car was changed by more than 300 million yuan at the beginning, and the spare car is almost exactly the same, which shows how much Du Yuan attaches importance to this team.

Since Xia Qianshen and Zhong went back to Xinjiang, most of the news on the main page of the website of the Federation of Automobile Manufacturers was related to the Ring Tower. In the first Danish driver.

There are still four days until the departure of SS1.

Xia Qianshen drove the rented off-roader around the desert with a clock, not looking at the direction or the navigation, it didn't matter where he drove.

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Today in Taklimakan, they live four hundred kilometers away, but they don't care.

It was still the off-road car from the car rental company. Xia Qianchen felt that it was very easy to drive, so he didn't return it. He planned to return it at a chain car rental company nearby.

Even with tires with high tire pressure, thanks to Xia Qianshen's excellent car control, he can already drive freely in the desert.After skillfully flying sand beams, Zhong Su suddenly asked him, "If we break the record this year, will we hang ourselves when we go back to Jing Ran?"

"Is it so serious?" Xia Qianchen pushed his sunglasses and said jokingly, "Can you come to my door to hang it? It feels more attractive than the ring tower championship trophy."

After talking, the two of them chuckled, and Zhong Su rubbed his head, "Actually, Jing Ran is really looking forward to your breaking the record."

"Really, why?" Xia Qianchen asked.

"He... is actually a person who pays great attention to inheritance." Zhong Su said, "He hopes that the world record of the Ring Tower can be kept in the hands of Chinese drivers, because he can't continue to stick to it. If there is a stronger driver If he appears and breaks his record, then this driver will definitely be able to keep the glory of the Chinese driver in the Tournament Tower."

Before Jing Ran, there were many ring tower champions. Although the team was a Chinese team, many of the drivers who set new records were not Chinese.

In order to maintain their own points and sponsorship, the team will spare no expense, and even recruit foreign aid from the WRC team.Compared with the world, Chinese racing started relatively late. When the United States opened up border trade, those people who raced with police cars at the border had either already sat in racing cars or become maintenance workers.

When China's racing industry began to develop, it was after viaducts were built in super-first-tier cities and before speed limit photography was established.In the past, about 20 years ago, the young people racing on the viaduct called it "Flying Street".

In short, no matter at home or abroad, the origin of racing is very criminal.

Xia Qianshen and Zhong Su chatted like this, talking about the origin and development of Chinese racing cars, and talking about those famous racing drivers at home and abroad in the past.

The two chatted from the first karting to how the racing track turned into a nightclub, and they both knew the owner.

"Maybe we met a few years ago." Zhong Su said, "At that time, I accompanied Jing Ran to practice driving."

"Not necessarily." Xia Qianchen said, "I had already graduated from karting at that time."

"Then you are a little genius."

The rented cross-country in Taklimakan is like a little black cat running on a yellow magic flying carpet. This flying carpet will never run to the end, and it extends infinitely.

The surrounding scenery is similar, and occasionally you can see a place with flowers and grass. Zhong Su said that it will snow in Taklamakan, so these flowers and plants will grow in the next spring.

Many people are studying whether Taklimakan can become an oasis. This proposition has been studied for decades, and it seems that Taklimakan is willing to accompany it to the end.

"Where did it go?" Xia Qianchen asked.

Zhong Su took out his mobile phone, "No signal."

"Then turn around?" Xia Qianchen remembered that there was a tent in this off-road vehicle, because the big brother of the car rental company said that we could spend a good night together, "Or... let's continue driving to a place where we can receive a signal."

Zhong Suyuan wanted to ask if the fuel tank could hold up, but he said, "Okay."

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This year's Ring Tower is Zhong Su's fifth year and Xia Qianshen's second year.

They can all start a sentence now with "When I first came to the ring tower", so Xia Qianchen started first.

"When I first came to Huanta, I actually really admired you." Xia Qianchen held the steering wheel with one hand, and rested his right hand on the gear lever casually, which is a habit of manual transmission. "Have I never Time to tell you."

Hearing this, Zhong Su looked over, "Yes, you didn't tell me."

"I used to feel differently about the navigator. I think the navigator just read the road book aloud." Xia Qianchen looked at the sun in front of the horizon, "I didn't understand until I came to the Ring Tower. The driver is also the driver, and driving cannot be done by one person, and the co-pilot is also the driver."

To be honest, this sentence moved Zhong Su very much. He even felt a little bit like crying. It was a feeling of being affirmed by others after years of assistance.

It's like the lyrics in a derivative song of "Overwatch": May I protect someone, but still laugh at me for relying on my legs; ask me to fill the seat, and even scold me for being an assistant.

This suddenly made Zhong Su feel a lot of emotion, but he didn't know where to start, because no matter where he started, it seemed very, very hypocritical.

He felt that hypocrisy was the last thing between him and Xia Qianchen, and the last thing that should be there.

"Moved?" Xia Qianchen curled his lips, "Do you want to cry on Brother Qianchen's shoulder for a while?"

Well, the affection is gone.

Zhong Su snorted, "I'm so touched, I want to give you this honor right now."

"But I'm motion sick, so I'm sorry."

Off-roading is like a sun chaser, always running in the direction of the sinking sun.Xia Qianchen didn't really stroll casually, Zhong Su could feel that he was looking for Fei Shaliang's hand.

"Beautiful." The last sand beam landed, the posture and angle of the off-road body were perfect, and the suspension of the civilian car didn't even make a whine.

But at the same time, the fuel tank scale also fell to the last grid.

Xia Qianchen asked, "Is there a signal here?"

Zhong Su said, "No."

And less than a kilometer in front of them, a "T"-shaped wooden sign was inserted in the sand, trembling like a candle in the wind.

The off-road slowed down and stopped slowly. Xia Qianchen took off his sunglasses and lowered the car window, because there was a line written on the wooden sign.

Specifically, there are two lines, one in Uighur and one in Chinese.

"No Man's Land, Dangerous"

The fewer the words, the bigger the thing...

Xia Qian Shen rose back to the car window, turned her head, "What should I do?"

Zhong Su looked at the phone, then at the main driver's dashboard, "..."

silent.

The last ray of sunshine leaves the desert, and the golden sand sea returns to silence. The sound insulation of off-road vehicles is not good, with a high body and large wind resistance. Even in a stationary state, the sound insulation effect of cars with active noise reduction is not as good.

Xia Qianchen turned off the car first to save fuel, and then completely quieted down.

As night surrounded the desert, they seemed to feel reptiles wandering near the wheels.

Driving at night is unrealistic. You need to turn on the headlights, and the engine needs to continuously charge the battery. Moreover, driving at night is slow and consumes more fuel.

About two people will spend the night like this today.

"If the last tank of fuel is pumped tomorrow and we haven't reached the place where we can receive the signal, we can bury it on the spot." Xia Qianchen said.

"So what do you want to do before then?" Zhong Su asked.

"I want to kiss you." Xia Qianchen said.

After finishing speaking, after the off-road engine was turned off, the central control was finally turned off, and the last ray of light in Taklimakan also disappeared. Xia Qianshen pulled Zhong Su's collar in the dark car, and kissed him on his lips.

The gravel blown by the strong wind was slapping their car windows, and the wilderness howling with ghosts and wolves seemed to be sad wandering spirits.

However, the carriage is as strong as a fortress, and the hard-core high-chassis off-road here highlights the power of modern industrial machinery.

The kiss between them has always been like this, from a simple touch to tearing each other up.

After the kiss, Xia Qianchen said: "This is no man's land, and we are likely to die together now."

Zhong Su looked at him, "Follow me and repeat until death do us part."

"Until death do us part." Xia Qianchen repeated.

The author says:

Begging me to fill the seat, and scolding me for being an assistant: The lyrics are from Xia Yike's cover song "Every assistant is flammable and explosive"