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Happy Little Mayor

By All-Metal Shell

420. Chapter 420 410. Beach paving (1/5)

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With herbicides, there are tools, and you can't spray the herbicide manually? The area is too big, but he really wants to build a ten-mile silver beach. Anyway, the shoreline of Lake Hawea is very long.

He wants to develop this lake and become a tourist attraction. If it is not too much power, he even wants to transform the entire southern shore of Lake Hawea into a beach!

The best tool for spreading pesticides is the agricultural aircraft. He doesn't know the farmer, but he joined the Yak Club and now is the time to use his contacts.

He called the general manager of the Yak Club, Leonard Swift, and said: "Leonard, I am the king. We Chinese have a saying that it is nothing to go to the Three Treasure Hall. This time I am looking for you. ,need your help."

When Leonard received his call, he smiled and said: "Hah, my buddy, if I remember correctly, you are calling me for the second time? The last time I joined the club, this time I came to seek the club. power?"

Before he answered, he said: "Of course, this is the original intention of our club. Isn't it? Say your request, I will do my best to help you."

Wang Bo said his request to use a small agricultural aircraft to spray herbicides.

After listening to this, Leonard laughed and said: "This is too simple. I will contact the folks around Aocheng to see who has a farm aircraft and send it to you."

Wang Bo said, Leonard said: "You don't need to thank, but after the New Year, the club has a party, you will participate, right?"

"Of course, I like to party, when I go with Motak." What else can he say?

Wang Bo can't let people see that he used GF-2644, so after the dangerous liquid was delivered, he stored it in the basement of the castle and then sprayed it at night.

The Colombians are very reliable, in addition to giving them herbicides, they are also equipped with special protective clothing: like the things in the Resident Evil, this dress also has a pig head protective mask.

No wind at night, he called out the confused Bao Wen and said: "When you were in Texas, must you spray the pesticide on the plane?"

Bowen suddenly understood what he meant and patted his chest. "Of course, I learned to fly a plane just to spray pesticides. But are you sure you want to use a rotorcraft to spread pesticides? God, I used to spray pesticides. Not a helicopter!"

Wang Bo laughed and said, "No, not a rotorcraft, it is a small farmer."

In the middle of China Road, a silver-white agricultural small plane stopped on the road, and Motak sat there smoking, and the cigarette butts flashed like a firefly.

Seeing them coming, Motak shrugged: "I really don't understand, you don't have a farm, why do you borrow agricultural airplanes?"

The farmer came from a rancher in the south of Aocheng. He had to accompany the children at night and didn't have time to send the plane. So he asked Motak to have a good relationship with him.Wang Bo said vaguely about weeding, and Motak did not ask again. Bao Wen circled the plane and said: "No problem, mini dromedary, I drove this kind of plane, produced by the Poles, The performance is very good, the speed can reach 200 kilometers per hour, and the maximum takeoff weight is 12000 kg."

Seeing that he is confident, Pharaoh will let go of his heart.

Williams and Bass wear protective clothing to pour the herbicide into the pesticide storage tank and then add the lake water.

Wang Bo let them be careful, this stuff is a bit too killing, don't get yourself.

In addition to the three of them, others did not know the specific identity of the herbicide, and Motak shook his head there. He said, "Why are you spreading the herbicides during the day? It’s really amazing, and spraying pesticides at night, I really opened my eyes. !"

Wang Bo smiled. He asked Peterson to mark the weeding area with six cowboys. It was very simple. You could put a bonfire on the ground and let the plane fly along the bonfire.

Before taking off, he repeatedly yelled Bao Wen: "You must give me a big eye, optimistic about the location of the damn, if it is not 100% certain, don't open the hand brake to release the herbicide inside!"

Bowen said: "I know that next door is the pasture, I will not hurt the pasture of the pasture."

Wang Bo thought about it, but let Peterson start to pour diesel from the lakeside on the road in New Zealand, and set a burning belt. The killing power of GF-2644 is really terrible!

Flying at night is dangerous. Agricultural aircraft cannot fly too high. In order to ensure that no herbicides are wasted, they almost fly on the ground. One accident is accident.

Fortunately, there are bonfire guidelines, plus Bowen has a wealth of experience in agricultural aircraft flight, the danger exists but will not happen.

Glide from the Chinese road, the small plane slowly accelerates, then the nose is lifted and the plane takes off!

The plane took off from the south to the north. After Bowen flew up, he immediately turned to the lake. He needed to run in with the small plane, and the lake surface was the best environment. Once it was dangerous, it could be plunged into the lake.

After flying for about twenty minutes, Bao Wen sent a message to Wang Bo via radio: "No problem, the mini dromedary is very simple, just set fire, I have to start working."

A fire band burned from the road in New Zealand, and the deer wandering on the side of the road was shocked and turned to the direction of the ranch.

Along the fire belt, the figure of the plane appeared. It was only a few tens of meters in height, and it swept through the air and sprinkled a rain curtain.

It took fifty minutes to fly, and the plane flew over the selected weeding area. The herbicide with a slight bitter almond taste was spilled on the ground, and the night wind blew, and the taste quickly disappeared.

Under the prestigious name, GF-2644 is no wonder that the New Zealand government is a flood beast. This thing is very killing. In one night, there is no sunlight, and the grass on the land turns pale yellow.

Wang Bo looked at New Zealand in the morning with a classic car. The roadside pasture was inevitably affected. The grass leaves were yellow, as if it were severe winter.Fortunately, there is a second-level ranch in the heart of the town, these pastures have been affected, but did not die, pull out and look at the root system, and did not shrink.

After two days of exposure, there were four or five square kilometers of area, and the weeds on it turned into dead grass, lit by a fire, and the grass was burned to ashes!

"This is not going to be a spring breeze." Wang Bo looked at the remaining ash after the fire, and he waved his hand. A rotary tiller and a tiller opened up and they rebuilt the land. Once again, until the grass roots below are dug out.

Because of the time, the agricultural vehicle dug out the grass roots, while the dump truck sprinkled the fine sand on the land, and the beach began to show its initial appearance.

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