"After studying the data, we formulated a competition plan, which means that canned food cannot retain its strength during the competition and must rush hard from the beginning."

"Storm from the beginning!?" I frowned immediately when I heard Kava's introduction.

I am familiar with canned food and this tactic.

In general competitions, canned food uses the method of preserving its strength. At the beginning, it preserves its strength and exerts its strength in the final sprint. This tactic can maximize the protection of the canned body under the premise of winning.

However, the tactics that have been rushing from the beginning are not often used in canned foods. Because this tactic will be more intense than other tactics. For a short horse like canned foods, running wildly will put huge pressure on the body.

This tactic is most commonly used by tall horses, those strong racing horses. These horses have good physical conditions, so even if the body bears huge pressure during the rushing process, there will basically be no problems. The can is different. It is too short and too small. This tactic is definitely a dangerous tactic for it.

In fact, it is this tactic that causes it to break the ligament.

However, I understand the dangers of this tactic, and Kava understands it too. As a person who is proficient in horses, he understands more than anyone else what it means to canned food using this tactic.

He regarded canning so important that there must be a lasting reason to adopt this tactic.

Sure enough, Kava explained why he chose this tactic.

"Dad, there is no way to choose this kind of tactic." Kava drooped her head, as if she blamed herself in her heart: "This competition is different from the previous competitions. In those competitions before, there were few horse racing races in the competition, and the level was not enough. But this time, there were 30 horse racing horses in total, and each horse racing was a top master. When these 30 horses appeared on the same track at the same time, it means that if you are a little careless, you may get two completely different results. This is the issue you need to pay attention to in the top competitions."

"The body of the canned field is too small. The tactic of preserving strength in the past is not suitable at all. Think about it, 30 horses, who seize a track at the same time, will definitely collide and surround each other during the competition. For those tall horses, this situation is not terrible, because they can rush out with just one force, but canned food cannot. If it is surrounded by other horses, it is impossible to rush out."

"So, we only have one choice between canning and we are, that is, we have to run to the front from the beginning, and if we want to win the final victory, we must always be in the front. As long as we are in the front, we will not be surrounded and the chance of failure will be greatly reduced. However, such a tactic is too much pressure for canning."

Kava said this and could no longer say anything. He covered his face and tears gushed out.

"House, you said." I looked at Houss, he was a rider and knew the condition of the can when the competition was the best.

House was also crying at this time: "Boss, I can only say that canned food is too sensible."

"Before the game started, it realized that this game was very different from previous games. It also realized that its opponents were very good. It was not in good condition that day. Maybe it ate something or drank some unclean water the night before, and had some diarrhea. When I took it to the field, it kept hanging its head, but when I brought it into the field, when I put the red dragon head cover of our DreamWorks on it, it held its head up and raised its chest and became energetic. Although it couldn't speak, I understood that it knew it was fighting for our DreamWorks, and it knew that it could not lose this game!"

House said here, his voice trembled a little.

"As soon as the starting gun sounded, the canned food rushed to death at my signal. Boss, you didn't see it. It didn't take its life seriously. I have never seen it work so hard in so many games! The muscles in the body were tight and tight, winning like a stone, with a heavy breathing sound, like a spring being squeezed to the extreme."

"Afterward, I didn't command it at all, because it didn't need me to command it at all. It knew it had no choice! It knew it had to win! Win those tall horses, those strong opponents."

"The six circles in front of the cans were always in front. But when it arrived at the seventh circle, three horses ran up. The three horses were really excellent. At this time, the speed of the can was a little slow. The six circles of running all the hard work made it wet with sweat."

"In the eighth circle, the canned food and the two horses that caught up with me were running side by side. When I was 100 meters away from the finish line, I felt that the canned food's body was a little strange! I heard the bones of the canned food again! Boss, canned food is fighting hard!"

"It lowered its head, raised its tail, and rushed forward desperately! When it was still 2 meters away from the finish line, my tears came down. I knew that if it continued to run, even if it was 20 meters away, it would be disabled." House looked at me and burst into tears: "Boss, at that time, I made a utmost order to stop the can. Really, I patted its neck and signaled it to stop. Boss, I knew what the result would be if we lost the game, but I really didn't want any accidents in the can!"

At this time, I was already crying in my eyes. But I could feel House's mood. Not to mention him, if it were me, I would have done this.

Then, House looked at me and cried loudly: "Boss, do you know what can do after receiving my order?!"

"It did not stop, but neighed softly and chose the final charge! The last 20 meters. It shot out like a bullet and rushed through the finish line with the advantage of half a horse!"

"At the moment I rushed through the finish line, I heard a few muffled sounds! Its ligament broke! Its hard work for our Dream Factory!"

When House said this, the men in the entire carriage all started to sob.

"Go and see the can! I want to see the can immediately!" I yelled while wiping my tears.

Outside the Topeka Racecourse, there is a large area of ​​high-end horse farm. This place is the most advanced horse farm in the central region. Not only is the beautiful environment, but the facilities inside are very in place, especially the various professional horse racing services inside, which are very well done. I heard that many people come here to the east with their love horses for training.

This horse farm naturally has the best horse medicine in the entire western region and even the United States. Some of them were specially hired from Europe.

We drove out of the airport and headed straight to this hangover.

After Kava and House told the canned land, no matter who it was in the car, they were crying.

Such a horse has long become the most cherished emotion in the hearts of DreamWorks people.

The car entered the horse farm, turned several turns, passed through a forest, passed a huge lake, and came to a grassland.

Behind this grassland is a vast hillside, with some shrubs on it. Because it is November, many trees have fallen leaves down. Looking from a distance, the trees are yellow, red and green in color, which is very beautiful.

There is a breeze, and the wind is mixed with a trace of the fragrance of soil, which makes people feel relaxed and happy.

"Boss, such a large area is prepared for horse racing. There are dedicated people to take care of horse racing, and there are dedicated people to train. The food for horse racing is specially configured by nutritionists. The places they live in are very high-end personal apartments, which is the top horse farm in the central and the entire United States." As soon as he got off the car, Kava pointed to the surrounding environment and introduced to me.

This place is indeed good, comparable to my manor.

"Where cans live?" I turned around and asked softly.

Kava pointed to a building hidden in the woods on the opposite hillside: "Live there."

The group walked up the hillside. The slope was not very steep and the scenery was very beautiful, but the closer we were to the building, the more we were, the more we were in a heavier mood.

The last time I saw canned food, it was still lively, but now it gradually breaks its ligament in a blink of an eye. Many of us can't accept such things.

When you walked into the gate, you saw a very tall stable. This stable is very different from the stables we saw along the way. Those stables are extremely luxurious, such as Corinthian stigmas, tall earth fountains, marble statues, etc. When you see these stables, you will think this is a private villa of rich people, and you will never think that there are all racing horses there.

The racehorses living in the stables are dressed like stars. Some of them are decorated with gold on their horses' hair and some are covered with noble silk fabrics, which are all kinds of. They are simply dumbfounded.

But the canned stable is very unique.

The entire building is not built with marble, but with wood, without any fancy decorations, and without any luxurious ancillary facilities. The stable room built with logs looks elegant and generous.

Leading by Kava and Haus, our group of people entered the stable. Not far from the stable, we heard the neighing sound of canned food inside.

It obviously heard someone coming outside. And from the sound of our footsteps, it had already distinguished who these people were.

In front of the largest room in the middle, we stopped. House pulled open the stable and I stepped into it.

The inside is spacious and clean. Perhaps because of the incense, there is a faint fragrance in the air.

"The smoked ones are some vanilla that can calm down and restore the canned food to calm down." Kava pointed to an incense burner and said to me.

Inside the room, cans were lying on the carpet. When we saw us coming in, we struggled to stand up, limped to us, and sniffed affectionately.

It came to me, rubbed my face, stretched out its rough tongue and licked my palm, and there was a whirl of heat in its nose.

It seemed very happy that I hadn't seen it for such a long time.

"I'm so tired. I've been so tired these days." Kava's face showed a rare smile on her neck holding the can.

"Yes. I used to run outside for half a day, either running hard or walking. I have been surrounded by it these days, unable to move, and I can't see a few people, so the can is so bad." House patted the waist of the can and smiled bitterly.

"Kava, who is the doctor in charge of treating canned food?" I asked in a deep voice.

Kava pointed to a middle-aged man standing next to him: "Dr. Harry, the most famous horse racing doctor in Europe. We specially invited him from New York."

After Kava introduced, the man named Harry greeted me very politely.

"Dr. Harry, how is the canned injury?" I asked.

Dr. Harry frowned and said, "It's very bad. This is the first time I've been working for so many years. The horse race is very small and has some disadvantages compared to those tall and big horses. During the race, I almost overdraw my physical strength and my ligaments are broken. The situation is very serious. Mr. Corleon, although I know you may not be happy to listen, I also want to say, if I were you, I would not waste time on this horse race. In fact, if it were other horse racers, if it were in this situation, ninety-nine percent of people would euthanize it, which is also a relief for the horse race."

"Mr. Corleon, the horse racing here is basically scrapped, and the ligament breakage is very likely to not be recovered. In this way, the horse racing may even limp when walking, let alone race. The possibility of recovery is very small. Even if it recovers, whether its physical strength, speed and other aspects can return to its previous state will be questioned."

"So, Mr. Corleon, I think you should consider that there is no need to spend time and energy on this horse. If you figure it out, I will help you to let this horse leave the world peacefully without any pain."

Harry looked at me with a sincere attitude. As a professional, his suggestions made sure to make sense.

However, I cannot follow his advice.

"Dr. Harry, what I want to tell you is that I belong to that one percent of the people." I looked at Harry and smiled.

Hatton was stunned. He might not have thought that he would get such an answer from me.

"Dr. Harry, I tell you that what stands in front of you is not a horse, it is the hope of the whole American! It is the hope of the whole United States! You are not unaware of the current situation. The American people have completely lost hope and confidence, and canned food is the only support that makes everyone raise their heads again, so it cannot fall down, and it cannot leave in this way!"

"For canning, for DreamWorks, and for the confidence and hope of the American people, you must believe in all ways to get canning back on the field!"

My voice was a little trembling, and I almost shouted and said these words.

Harry looked at me and his face became a little excited.

As a horse racing doctor, he naturally knew very well about canning, and he also knew very well what canning means to Americans.

"Mr. Corleon, don't worry, since I have taken this task, I will do my best. As long as there is a glimmer of hope, I will not give up!" Harry nodded vigorously.

"Boss. Dr. Harry also likes canning. He has contacted his classmates in Europe and asked some of them to come and treat canning with him." Kava explained next to him.

"That's great. Kava, let Lockheed Aircraft Company roulette special planes to pick up these experts. We must be responsible for their lives. If there are any difficulties, our DreamWorks will do our best to meet them."

My words touched Dr. Harry very much.

"Dr. Harry. If possible, how long will it take for cans to return to the arena?" I asked in a deep voice.

Harry thought for a while and said, "If you are really so lucky, it should be about a month, which is already the fastest. The canned injury is very serious. The first choice is to repair its ligaments and let the ligaments grow and heal again. This process is very slow and the most important process. It plays a crucial role. If this process is successful, the rest is to train the canned food to improve its level bit by bit. As for whether it can return to its previous state, I am not sure."

"Okay, that's it. I'm looking forward to your good news." I held Dr. Harry's hand, looked at the can in front of me, and breathed a sigh of relief. After reading the can, we did not disturb Dr. Harry's treatment. After leaving the stable, Kava took us to the residential area behind the horse farm. There was a very high-end hotel there, and the people who lived there were naturally some well-known people.

When we arrived at the hotel, many reporters suddenly emerged from all over the place, and many people bet on our way with canned posters. These people looked at us, with expressions of concern or expectation on their faces, surrounding me in the center.

"Mr. Corleon, I am a reporter from The New York Times. I want to ask you, why did you suddenly appear in Topeka? Is it for canning?"

"I came over when I received the news of the canned injury. I just saw the canned one."

"Is the canned food good? I heard that all the ligaments on its four legs were broken, and it was very difficult to stand up. Is it true?"

"This news is correct. The ligaments of the canned food were broken due to the violent running. Now, not only can they not run, but they even limp when walking. It is in a bad condition, but we have hired the best horse racing doctor to treat it."

"Mr. Corleon, I am a reporter for The Washington Post. Canned food is in such a situation and can no longer participate in the competition. Many people think that canned food is now a waste horse. Is it necessary to continue its long-distance running plan?"

"For those who think canned food is already a waste horse, I can only think that these people are short-sighted. But I don't blame them. After all, many people also thought canned food was a waste horse, but it did not still leave those purebred tall horses far behind!?"

"Yes, cans are seriously injured now. Doctors say that the chance of recovery is very small. They say that even if they recover, they may not be able to reach the level before. But what I want to say is that DreamWorks will not abandon cans. As long as there is a glimmer of hope, DreamWorks will not abandon it! We want to let it run on the field again and let us see hope again! Will you abandon cans??"
To be continued...