Guzman had been flying for three days now, and his target was in sight. He ran through the plan in his head. He would land behind the central grain production greenhouse, and pour the poison down the irrigation pipe. The computer on board Guzman's aircraft whirred to life and notified Guzman that he could now land the aircraft. Guzman flipped a switch and the aircraft began to descend, it finally came to a halt on the ground with a light thud. The engines dimmed to nothingness, and Guzman stepped out of the cockpit. Guzman began heading to the pipe system that ran along the back of the greenhouse. He opened a hatch and poured a viscous clear solution from a small vial, his work was done. Even though he was done he would stay in the village to watch the chaos that is sure to ensue.