To have herbicides, you also need tools. You can’t spray herbicides manually, right? The area is too big, and he really wants to create a ten-mile silver beach. Anyway, Lake Hawea has a very long shoreline.
He wants to develop this lake into a tourist attraction. If it doesn't require too much power, he even wants to transform the entire south shore of Lake Hawea into a beach!
The best tool for spreading pesticides is agricultural airplanes. He doesn’t know the farmers, but he has joined the Cattle Club. Now it’s time to use his contacts.
He called Leonard Swift, the general manager of the Bull Club, and said: "Leonard, I am the king. We Chinese have a saying, no matter what happens, you will not go to the Three Treasures Hall. This time I am looking for you." ,need your help."
Leonard laughed after receiving his call: "Ha, my man, if I remember correctly, is this the second time you called me? The last time you joined the club, this time you came to seek the club's membership. strength?"
Without waiting for his answer, he added: "Of course, this is our original intention of establishing the club, isn't it? Tell us your request, and I will do my best to help you achieve it."
Wang Bo stated his request to borrow a small agricultural aircraft to spray herbicides.
After hearing this, Leonard laughed and said: "This is too simple. I will contact the guys around Aocheng to see who has an agricultural aircraft and send it to you."
Wang Bo thanked him, and Leonard said: "You don't need to say thank you, but there will be a party at the club after the New Year. You will attend, right?"
"Of course, I like parties, and I will go with Motak and the others." What else could he say
Wang Bo couldn't let people see him using gf-2644, so after the dangerous liquids arrived, he stored them in the castle basement and sprayed them at night.
The Colombians are very reliable. In addition to sending them herbicides, they also equipped them with special protective clothing: just like the stuff in Resident Evil, the clothing also comes with a pig head protective mask.
There was no wind at night, so he called out the confused Bowen and said, "When you were in Texas, you must have flown a plane to spray pesticides, right?"
Bowen immediately understood what he meant, patted his chest and said: "Of course, in fact, I learned to fly a plane just to spray pesticides. But are you sure you want to use a rotorcraft to spray pesticides? God, I used to spray pesticides before, but Not with a helicopter!”
Wang Bo laughed and said, "No, it's not a rotorcraft, it's a small agricultural aircraft."
In the middle of China Road, a small silver-white agricultural plane parked on the road. Motak sat there smoking, the butt of his cigarette flashing like a firefly.
Seeing them approaching, Motak shrugged and said, "I really don't understand, you don't have a farm, why would you borrow an agricultural plane?"
The agricultural aircraft came from a rancher in the south of Aocheng. He had to spend time with his children at night and did not have time to deliver the aircraft, so he asked Motak, who had a good relationship with him, to be responsible for the transportation.
Wang Bo vaguely said that he wanted to weed, but Motak didn't ask any more questions. Bowen circled the plane and said, "No problem, mini dromedary. I have flown this kind of plane. It is produced by Poland. The performance is very good, the speed can reach 200 kilometers per hour, and the maximum take-off weight is 12,000 kilograms."
Seeing that he was confident, Lao Wang felt relieved.
Williams and Bass, wearing protective suits, poured herbicide into pesticide storage tanks and then added lake water.
Wang Bo told them to be careful. This thing is a bit too lethal, so don't get it on yourself.
Except for the three of them, no one else knew the specific identity of the herbicide. Motak was still shaking his head and said: "Why don't you spread the herbicide during the day? It's really weird. Spreading pesticides at night really opened my eyes. ! ”
Wang Bo chuckled. He asked Peterson to take six cowboys to mark the weeding area. It was very simple. Just light a bonfire on the ground at regular intervals and let the plane fly along the bonfire.
Before taking off, he repeatedly warned Bowen: "You must keep your eyes open and watch the damn position. If you are not 100% sure, don't open the handbrake to release the herbicide inside!"
Bowen said: "I know that the pasture is next door, and I will not harm the grass in the pasture."
Wang Bo thought for a while and asked Peterson to pour diesel from the lakeside on the New Zealand road and ignite a burning strip. The lethality of gf-2644 was really terrifying!
Flying at night is very dangerous. Agricultural aircraft cannot fly too high. In order to ensure that herbicides are not wasted, they have to fly almost close to the ground. An accident could result from an accident.
Fortunately, there was a campfire for guidance, and Bowen had extensive experience in flying agricultural aircraft. The danger existed but would not happen.
Starting from the road in China, the small plane slowly accelerates and then the nose of the plane rises and the plane takes off!
The plane took off from south to north. After Bowen took off, he immediately turned around towards the lake. He needed to get used to the small plane, and the lake surface was the best environment. If there was danger, he could just dive into the lake.
After flying for about twenty minutes, Bowen sent a message to Wang Bo via radio: "No problem, the mini dromedary is very simple, just light the fire, I'm going to start work."
A fire belt burned from the New Zealand road. The deer wandering on the roadside were frightened and turned towards the pasture.
Along this fire belt, the figure of the airplane appeared. It flew only a few dozen meters high, flew quickly through the air, and dropped a curtain of rain.
It took about fifty minutes for the plane to fly over the selected weeding area, and the herbicide with a slight bitter almond smell was splashed on the ground. The smell quickly disappeared when the night wind blew.
With such a reputation, it is no wonder that gf-2644 is regarded as a scourge by the New Zealand government. This thing is very lethal. In one night, without sunlight, the weeds on the land turned into withered yellow.
In the morning, Wang Bo drove a classic car along New Zealand and saw that the grass on the roadside was inevitably affected, and the grass blades turned yellow, as if it was a severe winter.
Fortunately, there is a second-level pasture heart in charge. These pastures were affected but did not die. After pulling them out, they checked the root system and found that they had not shrunk.
After two days of exposure to the sun, all the wild grass in an area of four to five square kilometers turned into dry grass. When a fire was lit, the grass was burned to ashes!
"The spring breeze won't blow again now." Wang Bo looked at the ashes left after the fire with great relief. He waved his hand, and a rotary tiller and a mini-tiller drove out, and they plowed the land again. Repeat until all the grass roots underneath are dug out.
Because they were in a hurry, agricultural vehicles dug out grass roots while dump trucks sprinkled the transported fine sand on the land, and the beach began to show its original appearance. (.)
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