"Xiangbei, the first half of the Lingyan Circuit is narrow, plus the temperature has been low these days, it's hard for medium yellow tires to suppress the soft red tires at the start."
"If you can't defend, don't force it and cause an accident."
In the final moments of preparation before the start, Odetto stood next to the car and instructed Chen Xiangbei.
The first half of the Lingyan Circuit is laid out like a street circuit, with concrete barrier walls leaving no buffer space. If Chen Xiangbei, known as the "Track Nemesis", with countless enemies in the paddock, defends too hard, he could easily face malicious collisions.
Even if others don't have malicious intent to crash, there wouldn't be space to avoid if it got crowded.
There's an old saying in China: "Take a step back and the sea is boundless." The HRT Team's strategic goal is a long-distance victory, there's no need to fight for a moment of gain or loss.
"I understand."
Chen Xiangbei nodded.
