"The fact proves that Silverstone Circuit will always be the ho turf for European drivers!"
"Give up, Chinese rookie, a two-second gap per lap, you can’t stop Vergne!"
The various roars from the stands, Chen Xiangbei naturally couldn’t hear them. He only had the team’s instructions and the roar of the engine in his ears.
"Xiangbei, right ahead is T7 Woodfield Bend, Vergne will definitely make a move here."
"Choose a U-shaped line and make sure to defend the center line of the bend. If he uses the tire grip advantage to force an overtake, imdiately use the cross-line to regain position."
"Rember, right now you are the one with nothing to lose; be more aggressive than him, faster than him, don’t give your opponent any hope of defeating you!"
Unlike before, watching the race with an "onlooker" stance, this ti Odetto took the initiative to issue extrely "aggressive" team instructions, vaguely hinting at not being afraid of crashing with the opponent.
Although Chen Xiangbei was still in the lead, his situation was actually quite weak. Vergne was the driver who controlled the situation.
At the start, Costa recklessly cut inside to grab the line, betting that Chen Xiangbei with shoes would fear those without shoes.
Now Chen Xiangbei was the one without shoes; let’s see if Vergne, who had strategized the whole race, was willing to throw it all away at this last mont!
"Understood."
Chen Xiangbei replied, his expression becoming stern.
The T7 bend was the one with two different lines; during the qualifying, Chen Xiangbei used a V-line to aggressively overtake Magnussen, who was warming up his tires.
Now, when competing for the championship, naturally speed was needed with a faster U-line.
But the problem was that using a U-line inside a U-bend required extrely high tire grip, needing to stay in the middle of the track to maintain the highest speed.
Chen Xiangbei’s tires, now at high-speed cornering, were like drifting, unable to grab the inside of the track. The difficulty in defending against Vergne was very high.
But he had no choice; to win the championship, he had to keep the opponent behind him!
"Senior Sawano, data shows Xiangbei’s tire grip has decreased by sixty percent. Even using a cross-line might not be able to overtake the opponent; the risk of losing control at high speed is very high."
Mizutani Sho was the data analyst, and the tire grip percentage was clearly displayed on the monitor.
Although Silverstone Circuit’s buffer zone was quite large, no one dared to guarantee safety if they really went off-track. Odetto’s instructions seed more like a gambler with an aggressive style, using very slim chances to make the driver turn the tables against the odds!
"Mizutani, you’ve never been a driver, so you can’t understand the aning of one sentence."
Sawano Hiroyuki didn’t agree with Mizutani Sho’s opinion this ti, simply replied with a blank expression.
"What sentence?"
"As a driver, I’d rather be shattered into pieces than slow down."
"If you’re afraid at the mont of competing for the championship, Xiangbei will never touch the threshold of F1 in his lifeti!"
Indeed, this kind of yearning for the championship cannot be experienced through racing monitor data; only those who have been drivers can truly feel it.
Sawano Hiroyuki believed that even if the risks were a hundred tis greater, Chen Xiangbei would definitely fight this battle.
Many tis, dancing with death is what drivers must do, especially when it’s far from that level now.
Just as Odetto predicted, Vergne had grasped that Chen Xiangbei’s tires couldn’t maintain traction on the U-line and launched an attack directly at T7.
After Chen Xiangbei entered the bend, he felt the car sliding. But he didn’t choose to slam the brakes hard to reduce speed; instead, he maintained a light braking posture, steering with a speed exceeding 80 km/h.
Although for a Formula race car, this speed wasn’t high, the turning speed of the hairpin bend itself wasn’t fast, especially since Chen Xiangbei’s tires were nearly worn out.
Even if his entry angle and brake control were extrely perfect, the limits of physics in terms of grip couldn’t be broken. The car, originally running in the center of the road, bizarrely showed signs of "sideways" movent.
Seeing the front car, Vergne’s mouth revealed a smirk; it seed the Chinese Kid’s tires couldn’t grip the ground at all.
Saying it was fast at that mont, Vergne had no hesitation, changing direction at the bottom of the U-bend, accelerating to overtake from the outside.
With almost no suspense, the lightened car combined with the grip advantage, Vergne completed the overtake of Chen Xiangbei.
"GOOD!"
Jas shouted loudly, then explained: "Chinese driver Xiangbei led the whole race, but he couldn’t withstand the attack from ART Team’s Vergne on the last lap."
"This race showed us Vergne’s terrifying long-distance ability and exceptional calm beyond his age, truly shocking and unbelievable."
"Only through ultimate team strategy and driver performance can this victory be forged!"
Jas just had a change of opinion about Chen Xiangbei, which didn’t an he would lean towards Chinese drivers.
Seeing the European prodigy complete the overtake and about to win Renault’s first stage championship, Jas couldn’t resist celebrating with ’champagne’ ahead of ti.
It proved that this European Cup was full of talents. Aggressive single laps had Magnussen and Costa, while steady long distances had Vergne.
The Chinese driver Xiangbei indeed perford very well, but unfortunately, he had entered the domain of true prodigies!
Just as Jas finished speaking, tens of thousands of spectators at Silverstone Circuit hadn’t had a chance to cheer.
The situation at T7 suddenly changed, when Chen Xiangbei, during Vergne’s exit from outside to inside line, floored the accelerator, and the cara even showed the tires spinning and slipping.
Yet he forcefully completed the cut from inside to outside line, at the very mont the two cars exited the bend, he completed a cross-line overtake on Vergne and took the lead once again!
"Beautifully done!"
"Brother Bei, aweso!"
"Yosh!"
"NICE!"
The Super Dream Team pit room erupted, various voices of celebration in different languages sounded.
If Vergne couldn’t pass at T7, then other bends had even less hope!
The race trend indeed followed the Super Dream Team’s expectations; in the remaining course, Chen Xiangbei almost completely blocked Vergne’s overtaking routes, giving him no chance at all.
Until the black and white flag appeared at the end of the race, many were still in a state of shock, unable to believe their eyes.
The pole and championship of the Renault European Cup’s first stage, could it really be a Chinese driver?
By now, Chen Xiangbei had arrived at the award presentation area, and the first thing he did after leaving the cockpit was find the broadcasting cara on the track, then pointed at the red flag at his waist on the racing suit, indicating to get a close-up.
Yes, he wanted to tell the entire audience, the pole and championship of the Renault European Cup’s first stage, was indeed won by a Chinese driver!
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