209 The fastest man in the city
Half past eight in the evening.
Several rows of lights on both sides of the runway illuminate the otherwise dark runway as bright as day. The smell of gasoline and burning tires in the air made the spectators standing 50 meters away from the track enthusiastic and eager to go to the track to have a show.
Then, a very infectious male voice came out of the speaker:
"Good evening, ladies and gentlemen! The fifth race of the Wild Straight Acceleration Race has begun! β
"Oooh!" A jumble of cheers rang out from the crowd.
"This race is an unlimited mod car, and if you have a fast car, even if you have a missile strapped to the rear of the car, you are welcome to participate! Now, we present to you the fifth session! β
"This time, the two cars, one is a Lamborghini Bat that has been changed to the limit, and the other is a ...... It's better for everyone to see for themselves. I can say without exaggeration that this car is probably the strongest car in this competition! β
"Bang!"
The sound of a jet engine starting for a short time was like thunder.
When the spectators saw the "car" slowly driving onto the track, there was an exclamation, followed by thunderous applause.
Because that thing...... It is completely impossible to be classified as an ordinary "racing car".
The slender, streamlined casing glows with a sharp silver glow in direct light, resembling a spaceship from a science fiction movie, or a near-future "ground-to-ground vehicle", with long flames erupting from time to time at the rear of the car's huge circular exhaust vents.
It's a brutal race car with an airplane jet engine at its all!
Although the crowd of spectators outside is now boiling, Zhao Nuo, who is sitting in the driver's seat, has no intention of being happy with them at all, but continues to check whether this "racing car" is normal at present.
At this time, he was wearing a heavy black driver's suit, a helmet on his head, and his body was firmly bound to the seat by two seat belts. Although it may seem like a good protection, it ......
At the speed of this kind of car, if there is an accident, you don't have to worry about whether you can survive at all, and you will definitely die.
WITH THE ADDITION OF AN AIRCRAFT ENGINE, THE SPEED CAN REACH 600KM/H. In a class of racing, just one bad cuΓ² can lead to death!
"Are you ready?" Ronald in the passenger seat, who was also tied up with a seat belt. Yang laughed.
Although he still looks relaxed on the surface, there are also a lot of beads of sweat on his forehead, which is obviously not caused by the heat in this early autumn season.
"It's okay, it's hard to lose with this guy." Zhao Nuo nodded.
He thought that this time the opponent was also some jet cars, but after watching the first few races, he realized that the opponents here were driving ordinary cars.
It's a no-go race where drivers can modify their cars at will, and almost every car is fitted with a NOS device that is banned for normal races.
However, those things are nothing compared to the vehicle I am driving now.
The rules of the race are that each car only runs once, and the two cars start 20 meters apart, but it doesn't really matter who gets to the point first, the ranking is based on the top speed of the car and the time it takes to complete the one-kilometer.
With the "monster" he is driving now, as long as he reaches the finish line safely, he will not see the ghost if he doesn't take the first place.
"How did you come up with the idea to race in this car? It's just crushing. Zhao Nuo sighed.
"The leadership of the team is strong, and the guy who asked you to be the first in the world once participated in the design of the world's first supersonic car, and this car is slow for him." Ronald. Yang said.
"Okay, I'm convinced." Zhao Nuo smiled.
-- He had only seen such crazy experiments as supersonic cars on television before, and he never imagined that he would be able to come into contact with people related to them.
As fanciful as it may sound, the first supersonic car was created more than a decade ago. The car was fitted with two Mirage jet engines and even a few Sidewinder missiles with unloaded warheads strapped to the car's body......
The vehicle I am driving now can be seen as a "shrunken version" of a supersonic car. BUT EVEN SO, YOU STILL HAVE TO BE EXTRA CAREFUL, AFTER ALL, I HAVE NEVER EXPERIENCED A SUPER HIGH SPEED OF MORE THAN 500 KM/H ON THE GROUND, AND MY PREVIOUS TEST DRIVE ONLY DROVE TO A SPEED OF 300 KILOMETERS PER HOUR, AND DID NOT LAUNCH FULL FORCE.
"The game is about to start!" Hearing the host's voice, Zhao Nuo's hands held the steering wheel that looked like an airplane joystick, and was ready to start.
As a jet car, the car is exceptionally simple to operate, even simpler than a regular car - the jet engine doesn't need to be in gear at all, just press the bright red button on the steering wheel and the engine will suddenly exert force, driving the car forward with terrifying thrust.
But despite this, there are probably not many people here who dare to drive such a car except for themselves...... After all, there is still hope for survival in an ordinary racing car accident, and once this kind of car has an accident, it is certain to die.
And there is another reason, and that is that it is too expensive.
Since the engine was removed directly from the fighter, the car also used aviation fuel, and every time it started the engine, it burned hundreds of dollars. When accelerating, there is a kind of "burning money" pleasure, and the engine seems to burn not fuel but a large amount of money. If you are a solo driver, it is a question of whether you can afford this consumption.
However, now it is enough to just accelerate.
With a million-dollar prize in less than a minute, no one would refuse such an easy errand. If he had this money, Zhao Nuo felt that he would probably be able to buy many sets of games and peripheral collections.
"Come on, I'm ready."
At the same time as Zhao Nuo spoke, the host's voice sounded again and began to count down:
"Three, two, one, GO!"
"Boom!"
At the moment when the prompt for the start of the race appeared, Zhao Nuo suddenly pressed the red button on the steering wheel, and the jet engine behind the body made an explosion-like loud noise, reflecting the sky behind him, and he knew that it was breathing fire without looking.
The sudden terrifying acceleration almost pressed the whole person into the soft backrest seat, Zhao Nuo looked forward with difficulty, and tried to hold the steering wheel with both hands, not letting it make any movements.
Almost in the blink of an eye, the car's speed exceeded 300 kilometers per hour, and the green text on the dashboard, which directly displayed the numbers, was still rapidly expanding.
350β¦β¦
400β¦β¦
430β¦β¦
The scenery outside the car window was completely unclear, and he could only see the afterimage of the frenzy fleetingly, Zhao Nuo felt like he was being stuffed into a cannon and fired out, and his whole body was shrouded in incomparable tension.
At this time, he was going through a non-human test.
Compared to driving a racing car that can reach a speed of 600 kilometers per hour, even bungee jumping is extraordinarily gentle. In an atmosphere of absolute tension, even time seems to slow down a lot. And then......
Zhao Nuo, who was still pressing the red button, heard Ronald next to him. Yang's voice.
"It's the end! Slow down, slow down! β
Let go of the red button, press the green button next to it, look up at the rearview mirror, and see a white flower blooming from the rear of the body, and the parachute used for deceleration has been opened.
"Hoo ......"
Feeling that the incomparably savage speed machine was slowing down, Zhao Nuo finally breathed a sigh of relief. The hands holding the steering wheel also loosened slightly, leaned the somewhat stiff body on the seat, and then couldn't help but smile:
"We won."
You don't even need to look at the speed of the Lamborghini next to you, the moment this jet car starts, the outcome of the race is already decided!
"You kid is so good hahaha, I really didn't see the wrong person!" Ronald sitting next to him. Yang's voice trembled slightly, and it should have not completely eased up.
"Next time, you should find a pilot to drive this car, people will be scared to death if this thing drives for a long time." Zhao Nuo smiled.
The drivers of the "supersonic car" back then seemed to be some ace pilots of the Air Force. If it were an ordinary driver, even if they were given a million dollars, probably no one would dare to drive that kind of thing.
However, now that the game is over, Zhao Nuo has more important questions to ask:
"You said you can't drive because you have a broken leg, are you? You don't need your legs to drive this car, and acceleration and deceleration are all done on the steering wheel. β
"Haha, you're pretty sharp, Viper."
The young racer nodded: "That's true, in fact, I wanted to play, but Sister Shuang recommended you, and she said you like a myth, so I also want to see how strong you are." β
ββFor this reason, he gave up a million dollars, and the thinking of the local tyrant is really different from ordinary people......
Zhao Nuozheng sighed secretly in his heart, and Ronald in the passenger seat spoke again:
"Congratulations, you've become the fastest man in the city, there's no one faster than you here!"
"Don't say something that is easy to misunderstand...... Zhao Nuo sighed.
By the time the jet car had come to a complete stop, it had completely rushed out of the field, leaving the lights reflecting the track far behind.
drove off the track, Zhao Nuo didn't say anything, but in fact he was excited.
It's not because of the generous bonuses, nor because of the easy win, I'm afraid I won't have another chance in the future.
-- I was driving a car with a fighter engine at a speed of more than 500 kilometers per hour!
It's hard to reach such speeds even in racing games, right?
So, just now Ronald. Yang was absolutely right.
"Is the fastest man in the city...... It sounds disgusting, but it seems to be true. β
Looking at the dark night scene outside the car window, Zhao Nuo said casually. R1152