The Wolf of Los Angeles - Chapter 321

Chapter 321 The wind is roaring, the fire is burning

The bright sun hangs in the sky, and the sunny leaves are curled up.

In the business car driving, Hawke turned on the air conditioner and blew out, saying, “It’s over 35 degrees outside.”

Brian is very concerned about the weather these days: “Today’s highest temperature is 38 degrees, and it feels like the sun is shining on the asphalt road, it will exceed 42 degrees.”

In summer, there is little rainfall in Los Angeles and the daytime temperature is hot. Since the new century, the highest temperature in the city has reached 42 degrees.

Originally, most parts of California have a Mediterranean climate, with hot and dry summers and mild and humid winters.

But starting from the late 1990s, the southwestern North America continued to be super drought.

In Hawke’s memory, the drought in his previous life has not been relieved for more than 20 consecutive years.

A terrible fire will come sooner or later.

Hawke opened the car refrigerator, took out two bottles of mineral water, and handed Brian a bottle: “From January to now, the rainfall in Los Angeles is only 16.9 mm.”

“The forecasts from Caltech meteorological experts are very reliable, and the weather this year is about the same as they expected,” Brian said.

He looked at Hawke, “Where do you think the fire will start to burn?”

There are standard answers to this question, Hawke said: “For the past decade, wildfires have erupted in areas such as Mount Malibu, southern Santa Monica and Topkapi.”

“In addition to the Malibu beach area, most of the people living in these places are middle- and high-income middle-class, small business owners, cultural and sports stars, and some government employees. The houses are mainly made of wooden structures, and the green plants on the mountain are mainly oil-rich trees of pine and oak.”

Hawke reminded: “You have a suburban development plan and forest management policy in advance.”

Edward was driving and parked in front of a single-family house.

Brian opened the door and turned to look at Hawk: “You won’t go down together?”

Hawke said, “This is your moment, I won’t go.”

Brian got out of the car and walked towards the other side of the house.

The courtyard wall of this house is not particularly high, and it uses a wrought iron fence with wisteria planted behind the fence.

Due to drought, many branches of dense wisteria have died, and many gaps have been exposed in the iron fence.

In the car, Hawke said, “Call and call someone.”

“If it were more than two years ago, we could sell several thousand dollars for such news.” Edward said and called Juan’s cell phone.

It was through the free journalism industry that Hawke accumulated its initial capital.

A Ford sedan drove over, Juan quietly got out of the car, sneaked up with the camera and found a gap, pointing the camera lens at the door of the house.

Brian walked in and quickly walked towards the door.

The door opened and a beautiful and **** woman came out inside, holding a little boy of five or six years old in her hand.

Seeing Brian, the little boy ran over quickly.

Brian picked him up with one hand, held the woman’s hand with the other, and entered the door together.

Hu’s Security Department took these photos from the angle of peeping and shooting.

The commercial vehicle started and left here.

Edward asked, “Boss, has Brian made his relationship public?”

“When the election was announced, his relationship with Jennifer Huey was revealed.” Hawke also designed it: “If nothing unexpected happens, he will get engaged next month.”

When you enter politics, you have reached a certain level, and a stable partner is a must-have option.

…

Fox TV Center, Channel 11.

With continuous high temperatures and droughts, the weather trailers of major TV stations are all trying to find ways to make a living and create something new to attract attention.

Channel 11 has been working with professional institutions at the California Institute of Technology for a long time and has invited experts to participate in the program several times.

Meghan, the director, also came forward in person and talked with meteorological experts several times, allowing Channel 11 to establish a smoother meteorological communication channel with Caltech.

In the corridor leading to the president’s office, the sound of high heels landing on the ground sounded very fast. Elsa came to the door of the director’s office, greeted her with her assistant, and entered Meghan’s office.

Megan put down the work at hand: “You just called and the weather agency gave a new prediction?”

As Meghan’s former assistant, Elsa also served as producer of Evening Meteorological Forecast after serving as the host and deputy producer of “Ace News”.

On the Fox Channel 11, she has always been responsible for communicating with meteorological agencies.

Elsa put the latest weather forecast on her desk and said: “Several experts from the Polytechnic University predict through meteorological satellites and state-of-the-art computer models that as high and low air pressure collide due to temperatures, there will be strong winds throughout Southeast California from the day after tomorrow.”

Megan immediately asked, “Will it bring rain?”

In the winter of the LA rainy season, Elsa said: “It’s a dry summer monsoon, with the maximum wind speed predicted to exceed 50 miles.”

Megan picked up the prediction instructions and looked at it: “How many days will it last?”

“About a week,” Elsa said, adding: “Meteorological experts recommend that you issue a Los Angeles wildfire warning.”

“It seems that there is no large-scale wildfire this year,” Megan said.

Elsa remembered clearly: “Yes, in May, a small wildfire occurred in the San Fernando Mountains, but it was put out in two days, causing no waves. Only the TV stations and media in the canyon reported it, and no one paid attention to the mainstream media.” After reading the prediction instructions, Meghan said, “Weather forecasts are reported according to the experts’ predictions.”

She pondered a little: “The meteorological expert gave a wildfire warning… Well, Aisha, you have drawn a group of people to prepare to report on possible wildfires. If you receive a tip on this, you will drive the broadcast car as soon as possible.”

Wildfires occur in Los Angeles every year, but the size is different, and the media has always paid attention to news in this area.

“I’ll do it now.” Aisha left the office.

Megan put the weather forecast instructions, picked up his mobile phone and took two photos, and sent them to Hawke.

Soon, Hawke called and said, “Confirm?”

“California University of Technology has worked with Fox for nearly 10 years and the weather forecast is very accurate,” Megan said.

“I understand.” In the villa on the other side, Hawke hung up the phone, retrieved several photos he received, and said to Brian: “Open your phone’s Bluetooth.”

Brian asked while turning on Bluetooth, “Is the time ripe?”

While Hawke passed the photo to him, he repeated what Meghan said.

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Hearing that there is a high chance of continuous strong winds in Los Angeles in the next week, Brian said with some excitement: “The opportunity has finally come!”

He looked at the photos and said, “Yesterday afternoon, I went to the mountains near Kovina in the name of an inspection. The dead branches and leaves were not cleaned for a long time, and under the scorching sun and high temperature, it was just a little bit.”

Hawke reminded: “You should pay attention too.”

Brian was prepared: “There are relatively few mountain peaks. Most of the low mountain peaks were rented to plantation farmers as early as the 1990s. They were all fruit trees they planted. The fire prevention measures were done well. The only two mountain peaks. I have asked the city hall to hire a special person to clean up the branches and leaves and dug a simple fire protection belt.”

Erica came over from the bar with black tea at this time and said, “I heard from my colleagues that her community was preparing to dig a fire belt, but under the protests of multiple environmental protection organizations, she had to give up.”

Brian took the black tea, looked at Hawke, and said to Erica: “Your boyfriend had expected this. Although all environmental organizations are slaves to money, there are many fanatics who have problems with their brains. As long as they are provoked, these people will go crazy.”

Erica smiled at Hawk and brought him a cup of black tea: “Whether it is red or blue, environmental protection organizations are a very useful card.”

…

The scorching sun is in the sky, and the hot wind blows vigorously.

In the edge of the pistachio plantation affiliated to Wandefu Company, a person in charge directed the workers to clear out an isolation belt more than three meters wide through multiple excavators.

Not only did all the plants be dug, but a trench was also dug.

Outside the park, dozens of environmentalists were wearing green vests, holding posters and slogans, clamoring to let the engineering team get out and immediately stop this environmental damage.

A car drove into the plantation, where Wandefor’s boss Stewart Resnick was sitting.

He glanced at the construction department from afar and said, “Let the security personnel pay attention. Those guys dare to enter our territory and fight them all!”

The co-pilot’s assistant replied, “Yes.”

The car entered the plantation and stopped near a pistachio tree.

Stewart got out of the car and walked towards his wife Linda’s location in the wind.

The latter was taking planting experts to check soil and moisture issues. When she saw her husband coming, she said, “The drought is intensifying, and there are only a dozen millimeters of rain so far this year.”

The expert held the sun hat to avoid being blown away by the wind, saying, “The high temperatures have exacerbated the drought and the frequency of irrigation needs to increase.”

Linda said again: “Many weather programs on TV stations have issued wildfire warnings, so we should pay attention to our plantations.”

Stewart looked at the assistant who followed him: “I informed you to increase the water pumping in various planting areas, and all fire water tanks and water storage tanks are all filled with water. The rivers, reservoirs and lakes we control will not be allowed to get water without my consent.”

The assistant said: “The Los Angeles Fire Department chief called before and wanted to communicate with us about fire water issues.”

“Morgan?” Stewart dealt with the old man a lot.

“It’s the new director Karen Crowley,” the assistant said.

Stewart waved his hand and said, “Don’t worry about her.”

…

The strong wind blew for two consecutive days, but it did not bring any rain to Los Angeles, which was in the dry season.

That evening, Brian stood on the roof of the villa, feeling the unusually dry air, and was frowning.

The fire has not started.

If it doesn’t burn, the wind might dissipate.

Brian called and called his cronie assistant, also running manager Bacon.

Not long after, Becken came and left hurriedly.

In the early morning, Mars suddenly emerged in the uninhabited areas of Mount Malibu and Mount Santa Monica, ignited dead branches and leaves.

When the wind blows, the sky is filled with sparks.

The whole forest was burning, and the pine trees with the aroma of oil turned into torches.

The sky in northern Los Angeles began to turn red.

(End of this chapter)