Cheng Cong is still a little dazed when he arrives at the car, he is not deeply involved in the world, he has been wandering in the sea of cars since he was a child, learning to drive, learning racing, learning technology, looking for feelings, and being able to drive a F1 car on the track is the best exercise for him.

You must know that this F1 car runs a race is 600 liters of special unleaded gasoline, the price, tsk, no liter of gasoline is close to two pounds, tens of thousands of dollars will burn out after a lap, and the tires will be lost after a lap of a few hundred pounds, such a high cost is definitely not something ordinary people can afford, and his family can't afford to spend this unjust money no matter how rich they are. And without the pressure of racing, a racer can't grow, so the McLaren team is actually pretty good for him.

At the very least, there is a race to drive and a car to try. He really didn't want to leave the team, and this time he came to see it mainly because of curiosity and his own pride.

Huaxia's F1 car, he wanted to see how his country's car was, and it happened to coincide with his housing price, so he came.

Foreigners are the best at this, the time after work is their own, sacrosanct, he can distribute it freely, in the car, he is a little restless, a hundred kilometers away from driving is not too long, from London to Silverstone Circuit is a hundred kilometers away, and it will take more than an hour to drive.

Even if it is a large truck on the road is very easy, Great Britain is better than China, they have relatively few traffic jams, there is almost no traffic jam on the road outside the city, the speed is very fast, in the blink of an eye has not reacted, the car has gradually arrived at the Silverstone Racecourse.

Located in the heart of Great Britain, Silverstone is one of the most frequently raced circuits in the world, and is the birthplace of the British motorsport industry. Formerly a World War II military airport, Silverstone has hosted the British Grand Prix since 1948 and has flourished ever since, becoming the symbol of the British Grand Prix of Formula 1 today.

Normally, the track here is not rented to individuals or too many teams, they have frequent races, and they usually have to carry out necessary repairs and maintenance.

But now it's different, the maintenance company has a special name, Skynet Group, so they can lease the track here.

When the whole convoy arrived here, the wind seemed to be quiet, and the sound of the whole convoy became a lot more depressed.

Looking up, there are not many Chinese people.

"Alas. "Sad sigh, this is Si Fan's sigh, no way, now people in China are still looking up to the era of F1 cars, when people abroad have begun to challenge a higher level, our own F1 cars are still struggling.

The magic capital track in China has been completed, and the international competition is gradually unfolding, everyone is working hard, and they also want to do something for their country.

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

With Si Fan's exclamation, there is Li Zhengping's ambition, he walked out of the center of the team with his head held high, and slowly walked to the center of the track in full view.

At this time, the track was very quiet, there were not too many people, and the staff of the track were watching this man, his movements were not harmful, but people's curiosity was haunting.

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

The man has gold under his knees, but it depends on what he kneels, and under his knees are his own dreams.

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

This track doesn't smell very good, after all, the tires of the car are rubber, but this is his life, his dreams, his everything, and what he has been striving for all his life, this track is full of the smell of victory.

"Today, my team will be on the road here for the first leg of the journey. As soon as he finished speaking, the car on the other side was already parked next to it, and the huge truck had been stopped outside, and such a behemoth would not be allowed to arrive on this track.

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

Almost no one knows where his excitement comes from, but Si Fan understands, Cheng Cong understands, the two of them understand his excitement best at this time, Zhang Xiaofan's goods came purely with the spirit of experimentation, he just used it as an engine test, and he was not excited at all.

The goal is the plane, and that's the game.

Cheng Cong understands his excitement, this is a really crazy game, when the game starts, it doesn't stop, maybe until death or retirement.

Cheng Cong didn't think about it so much, he only had to look forward to it, and his suitcase was next to him, which contained his exclusive racing suit.

Li Zhengping roared, and two cranes dragged the cargo box inside behind the huge truck, and then gently lowered it.

When the container landed, there wasn't much sound.

No way, this is an F1 car, a very expensive thing, any part in it is more than 10,000 yuan, and an ordinary person's salary may be able to buy screws for a month's salary.

The car was gently put down, not bringing up a little bit of dust, followed by a box of accessories, this car is absolutely already assembled after the strict assembly, when the car from the cork box out, all around are soft protective layer, several main fulcrums are protected quite well, the most important thing is that this car is not a modular car, the whole is together, other people's cars can be assembled separately.

But this car. Sorry, it's not possible, so we can only show up together.

When the red car appeared in front of people, the sunlight reflected like a bloodthirsty beast shining a bloody red, which was the red to kill.

The whole body does not have any logo except for a dragon, and there is no paint, it looks like an ugly duckling, but the pure natural bright red has a charm that fills the eyeballs.

It's full of power, a pure beauty that unfolds with the low F1 bodywork.

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

Of course, the fuel has not been refilled, and the final check has not been done.

But despite this, looking at this F1 car, the prototype of the Dragon Soul, all those who know F1 racing have a chilling feeling.

Purely for aerodynamic performance, the car resembles an airplane, and the low chassis has a special charm of Formula 1.