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手機殼噴塗流水線與人工相比的優勢在哪裏？---鵬鲲噴塗線

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在很多行業中都會涉及到噴塗工作，而隨著噴塗機的誕生，現在人工噴塗工作正逐漸被設備取代，尤其是最先進的手機殼噴塗流水線更是成为很多行业生产中喷涂作业的主要设备，而今天就来说说和人工喷涂相比使用自动噴塗設備的优势在哪里。

第一，无论机械设备制造行业还是其他行业中喷涂作业是很常见的，而使用手機殼噴塗流水線进行喷涂效率更高，因为噴塗流水線都是提前设置好程序，所有的喷涂工作都是自动完成的，这样较之人工喷涂来说效果要高很多，人工喷涂需要套膜喷漆以及清洗工具等很多步骤。

第二，虽然对于过于精细或者无规则可言的喷涂工作来说依然主要依靠人工喷涂，但是在工业生产中大多数情况下都是重复的有规律的喷涂工作，这种情况下手機殼噴塗流水線的喷涂质量就要高很多，比如人工喷涂时会因为触碰喷涂对象增加污染几率，而使用自动噴塗流水線几乎不会导致喷涂对象造成油漆污染，喷涂之后物体表面均匀光滑。而且使用这类设备喷涂时油量是基本恒定的，但是人工喷涂油量则是因人而异。

第三，当喷涂作业量比较大的时候，人工喷涂往往是在人员密集的情况下完成的，这种情况下通风设施不到位可能导致施工人员吸入漂浮在空气中的油漆分子，而使用手機殼噴塗流水線则可以避免这种情况，一方面减少人员密度改善环境，而另外一方面大多数情况下都自动噴塗流水線进行工作，这样就避免施工人员吸入空气中的油漆等有毒物质。

随着手機殼噴塗流水線的功能越来越强大，可以完成更加精细的喷涂作业，相信会有越来越多的企业使用喷涂机，而刚才提到的几点就是像比较人工喷漆而言，使用自动噴塗流水線的优势。

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