"There is a saying in Steelmaking that the main tragedy in life is to stop fighting."
Chief Anto said this, pressed the car start button, and talked about the past with the co-pilot's machine gunner Sula.
He is a 42-year-old middle-aged man from Austria with a wife and daughter. He has a legendary experience of falling to the bottom and climbing to the top. In other words, the resume of every unknown person in the Knife Fighter Group can be turned into a documentary.
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"Fullmetal Alchemist?" Sura pouted with a smile on her face. Every inch of this 27-year-old girl's skin is covered with tattoos, including her face - every battle group she has ever been to, every battle group she has ever been to.
The nicknames and insignias of comrades, dead or alive, are all left on their bodies.
"No." Chief Anto said, "How is steel made?"
The Audi RS-E Tron lights up the central control and dashboard. This electric car competed in the Dakar Rally ten years ago. It was also the darkest moment in the underground world. Despite this, Aohui Mingde still did not give up hosting the Luna Cup.
I have not given up on this kind of sports that wastes people and money.
If you want to ask what is the essence of sports? Is it faster? Higher? Stronger?
Is it human beings’ pursuit of their own limits? Is it the excitement brought by commercial competition itself?
The answer given by Aohun Mingde may be found in Master Chief Anto.
Holding the steering wheel of this rally car, everything seems to be back on the field again——
——This chief sergeant was once very poor. At the age of thirty-one, he was still working as a taxi driver. He solicited customers on the streets of Paris and had to endure the beatings of the carbon reduction policy of new energy trams. He also had to pay more money to buy production tools.
Gotta meet the driverless hammer.
There were still twenty minutes left before the windmill set off. Machine gunner Miss Sula handed the sergeant the helmet, but asked Mr. Anto to wave his hand to stop it.
"Slow down. Girl, slow down."
Sura shrugged helplessly and took out a commemorative medal from the Luna Cup from his bulletproof armor.
"Okay! It seems that Big Daddy has to tell the story about it raining before the Luna Cup TKO again today! I haven't heard this story for two hours! ~ Hurry! Tell it again to the children!"
"I lost my job and my baby was just born." Antuo recounted his story as a war cry before departure: "In Cochin Hospital, the little angel has just come to the world."
"After Korana gave birth, the doctor found me before she even had a chance to say a word to me."
"He first asked me, what should I name my daughter?"
"I'm very nervous, this is my first time as a father..."
"I said, just call her Vanessa, call her little butterfly!~"
"Just when I was happy, it hadn't been a few minutes."
"The doctor told me again that this girl might not survive for a few weeks because she has a severe Epstein-Barr virus infection."
Epstein-Barr virus is a sporadic disease among children with low immunity. Adults can also be infected. However, because the immune system is not strong enough to resist this saliva, blood-borne herpes is a disease that is mostly recessive.
"I still don't understand what it means. Really, I don't understand it."
"The doctor said that Vanessa will spend the last few weeks in an incubator. Maybe we both have this virus and passed it on to the child."
"She will have persistent fever and difficulty breathing, which can be fatal for infants and young children."
"I don't know what to do, but it must cost a lot of money. It must cost a lot of money."
“You can’t make that much money from taxis—”
Antuo patted the steering wheel gently, his eyes becoming more and more intense.
"——I must find a way to get the money."
"What to do? Rob a bank? Get a gun, point it at the president's head and say, give me the money! I have a daughter, and she's dying! She's dying!"
"What should I do?! What should I do?"
"I like racing. I know it. I know that I can only get this money if I bet my life."
"I'm going to the Dakar, running through desert, mud, jumping over rocks and trees."
"I like driving and love my job——"
"——To pass the rules of the Amory Sports organizer, I almost tore the car to pieces."
"Thank God, this race does not require a super license. It gives everyone a chance to make a name for themselves. The only thing to consider is whether you can survive this race. I can't guarantee that this machine can finish the race."
One stage, but I have no other choice."
"It's like you encounter a problem that you can't solve in life. It's a terrifying and powerful enemy."
"You can't surrender, you have to keep fighting."
"Displacement, suspension, brakes, organizers' standards are always so strict, but Dakar welcomes me, it calls me."
"I only need one navigator to reach this stage."
Sulla: "Ha! It's finally my turn?"
"A sixteen-year-old flower girl?" Antuo stretched out his hand, and Sula held Big Daddy's hand tightly. "How many curves can she remember? How many slopes? How many tops of slopes can she remember?
As long as the hourly wage is six euros, she is willing to accompany me on the track - she seems not afraid of death, she seems crazy..."
Sura responded meaninglessly: "I just feel that life is too boring. There is nothing new in XGP's game library - there happened to be an uncle with a sloppy beard who was about to go crazy and seemed to be risking his life! Ha! How could I miss this kind of thing?
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"Our first race..." Anto continued: "After only thirteen kilometers, this Hyundai collapsed. Its engine caught fire, and the turbine became a pressure relief device-the motor that controls the movable valve.
It inhaled too much smoke and burned out."
"In my opinion, it's because your running style is too conservative. You run behind a broken windmill on the circuit training track, but you don't dare to lead the way." Sula said contemptuously: "Suck in other people's wake, eat other people's exhaust, you loser
It would be strange if the car doesn’t have any problems!”
Sura's expression became gentle, and she sighed: "When I think about it, your hands are all covered in blood."
"That's the gear lever. I crushed it. I was too nervous." Chief Anto responded.
Sulla: "Are you sure that's the gear lever?"
Anto: "What else is that?"
Sura: "That's your broken home. Your wife also said you were crazy..."
"Hahahahahaha! You are right, Miss Sula!" Chief Anto then told the story of the racing car: "I was almost cornered, but the big fat man found us. Antonio is the mechanic of the McLaren team
, he knows how good I am and how fast I ran these thirteen kilometers..."
Sura tilted his head and stuffed gum into his mouth: "He cannot ignore a father's determination."
"I got a new car, a brand-new Audi RS - it is the electric car I hate most, the gears are not clear enough, and the chassis is a slimy piece of shit. Even though I dislike it in every way, I have to continue
Just run on and I can change it..."
Anto looked at the Dakar Rally medal of honor, this story is a fairy tale.
Receiving personal sponsorship from the McLaren team's mechanics is like an unknown driver suddenly receiving a reward from a top brother, which allows him to run faster and more steadily.
The Dakar Rally is an extreme test for most racers, and this kind of racing is fatal.
Whether it is for cars or people, every year drivers pass away halfway through the stage due to various accidents. The cause of death is by no means limited to mechanical accidents. High temperature and heat stroke can also kill people.
The venue in the outskirts of Paris welcomes all amateurs, and it is also an endurance race. Mr. Antoine did not intend to complete the race at the beginning. He hoped that someone would see him, and that someone would discover his talent through this 13-kilometer circuit practice course.
—— Try your best to get on the real track.
He did it and earned enough money with Miss Sura, but this story was just the beginning.
He got the fastest time in the fourth and fifth stages. The sandy environment was like the rain and haze on the streets of Paris. He often used the airport ramp to pick up and drop off intercity long distances. After gradually mastering the rhythm of the game, he had a clear vision.
Under the harsh conditions of obstruction, Anto is almost integrated with the car, and the environmental impact is minimal.
He relied on this skill to save his daughter and temporarily win a point in the boxing match with life.
But he didn't stop and continued to fly on the field.
The third year, on the fifth stage in Bergeois, the 34-year-old rally driver ran into a field and immediately stepped on a landmine.
Yes, you heard it right. The cause of death was the same as that of another French truck driver in 1996. It is not uncommon to accidentally step into a landmine left in a war zone during a rally event. It happened once, and there will be a second time.
The third time.
Mr. Anto lost his navigator and himself became half-dead and disabled.
Miss Sulla had returned to her hometown in Italy to make a living. After learning the bad news about Big Daddy's accident, she had warned Anto several times that rally racing was very dangerous, and the God of Death often wandered around the track, randomly selecting a few talented people.
God's beloved son took them away with a flick of his knife.
This kind of luck is a gift from God. It is not always possible to escape the sickle of death by luck.
But Anto lost himself in racing. He first thought that as long as he could earn money to treat his daughter, then nothing would seem to be a problem. Dakar responded to him, but he could only respond once.
He has already won the first place in the four stages of Dakar. It seems that there is a pair of invisible hands controlling his steering wheel, stepping on the accelerator and pulling the gear lever for him, completing these things that ordinary people cannot do for him.
His movements helped him cross sharp turns one after another - that was because his spiritual energy was slowly awakening, and he was about to turn into an insect egg.
But this time, his aura seemed to have failed.
He rushed into the fields without any hindrance. He seemed unable to see or grasp anything in the wind and rain, and the familiar road became unfamiliar.
When the fire truck arrived, Mr. Anto, unable to move and with a comminuted fracture of his right leg, was holding the body of his navigator brother and crying bitterly - he said this more than once.
I'm so damned, I'm so damned.
I'm so damned, I'm so damned.
It may take a few strokes to describe the blood and tears. Those were the darkest six years of Antuo's life——
——Everyone is paying attention to the beautiful legend of Dakar.
How does a taxi driver become a professional racing driver? What can a father accomplish for his children?
These beautiful stories always make people yearn for him and make reporters flock to him. But when he fell to pieces, those hot eyes turned into thousands of cold arrows that penetrated his heart.
For six years, Anto never got up again. He was almost completely defeated. Watching his opponents in the same stage constantly improving their results, it seemed that the hobby of racing was gradually getting further and further away from him.
There was no passion in his life. He returned to the taxi and avoided the most important right leg. He switched to an automatic tram. He no longer had to work hard to fill the oil with heel and toe, and he no longer had to consider the strength of downshifting and braking.
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He began to sleep like a dead man -
——When his wife Corana discovered this, it was at the moment when Anto walked to the bed and knelt on the edge of the bed and fell asleep. Corana suddenly woke up from a state of horror with cold sweat on her head. She thought that her husband
sick.
Epstein-Barr virus came to Anto again, but this time, he fell ill himself.
His old injuries were difficult to heal, his immune system crashed several times a month, and he was developing more and more rashes and red spots—the disease was slowly destroying him.
He went back and forth several times to various hospitals, but the acne did not get better. Finally one day——
——The invitation letter to the Luna Cup Endurance Race found him, it was a ticket.
Miss Sulla followed Antuo to this stage and came to the gifts that Ao Mingde had prepared for all living beings.
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "From the beginning, what I am best at is endurance racing." Anto held up the mini Gold Cup statue on the steering wheel, which was his first participation in the Luna Cup four years ago.
, the theme of the cup is the wonderful journey of [Asceticism], "BOSS is looking for a driver, and he has chosen the right person."
The panacea cured the Epstein-Barr virus and Vita Brand on his body, allowing this vehicle-specialized psyker to once again see the aura of life and the Morpho butterfly in his soul.
Two times before and after, namely the 2029 Best Luna Cup Ascetic Finals and this year's Best Luna Cup Survival Finals - Master Chief Anto drove his car and picked up his teammates to take the gold cup back.
Entering District 43, he is the most professional rally driver in the underground world and an important backbone of the local war group.
As long as you encounter bad roads and long-distance extreme driving, almost no one can survive Sergeant Anto at this specific stage. Once upon a time, he was an honest man on the road that no car dared to overtake - no matter it was the Dakar on the ground.
It is still the underground Adulis. These places where dreams come true have forged countless Anto. Under the experience of sports events, countless ordinary people like him who were originally unknown can also become mentally tough warriors.
Whenever the regiment needs to be put to the test, marching rapidly in the mountains and fields, taking elite soldiers to remote and wild lands without the care of railways, Sergeant Anto is the best driver. Thumb's driving skills are good enough, but there is no
Such strong endurance.
These two Luna Gold Cups confirm the history of mankind. Cars are more than just a tool for people. Places other than railways - the highest mountain in the world - are no match for human legs, and the most distant road is no match for them.
You can ask the car to take you there.
"The train is starting!" Chief Anto said, "I remember..."
Sulla shouted: "All oil, all oil, all oil!~"
Chief Anto: "I remember this feeling..."
The tram was silent as it started, and it entered a dark wilderness road. Perhaps there was no road at all.
Antuo said to the car radio: "This time it's my turn to break the wind for you, follow closely! Anonymous!"
Tianshu's special operations team has dealt a heavy blow to Judah's spiritual world.
They walked very far, and the sharp knife team entered the hinterland of Fufeng Mountain and drove straight in to break through Huanglong——
——The sky is completely bright.
The second motor vehicle was fully fueled and fully charged, and it followed the vehicle in front. The driver was Jiang Xueming.
There are also six other all-terrain rally vehicles in the team. They are veterans of various stages of the previous Luna Cup. They are either sergeants of the legion or waiters with multiple roles.
Under the influence of harsh terrain in windy and rainy weather, the nameless decapitation elites do not need to think about how to avoid muddy pits. Even if the windshield is covered by rain and gravel, as long as there is a pilot car leading the team, Xueming only needs to follow the taillights of the car in front.
He can face the enemy with full energy.
These six rally wheels took turns, swapping shifts in pairs. As pathfinders and navigators, they had to cross 280 kilometers of wilderness in four hours. Before Judah could react, they had to cut down the Danqiu Kingdom's administration.
The head of the center, this will be the final battle, and it is also Wumingshi’s consistent fighting style. After breaking through the death door of Maling Township——