Riverside Police.

It was late at night, and Reporter Wang and his assistant Xiao Chen took a truck carrying emergency supplies back and forth.

Under the illumination of the car headlights, every village we passed was dead silent, and the doors of every house were wide open (to reduce the impact of the flood and protect the houses), and it was abnormally cold.

Most of the village is surrounded by lush cotton fields, lush green rice and lotus flowers in full bloom. Occasionally, there are chickens chasing and pigs feeding, but there is no one, not a single one!

There is an old saying called "ten rooms and nine empty spaces".

Here is not ten rooms and nine empties, but ten rooms and ten empties.

Fortunately, the Yangliu section of the dike was guarded. If it was not guarded, the 10,000+ people who "transferred internally" to several nearby towns and "transferred externally" to neighboring counties would really be homeless.

Reporter Wang was in a very serious mood.

Xiao Chen felt that this trip was meaningful. He witnessed the tragic evacuation of 10,000+ people and took photos that others did not take.

The two rushed to the bottom of the embankment, jumped out of the car and thanked the driver, and climbed up the embankment to see that the Linghai Reserve Battalion was indeed fighting at night as expected!

The lights on the other side of the cofferdam are bright, and two large excavators, three large loaders, a bulldozer and two large dump trucks are still busy.

When I went out to interview people in the early morning and evacuated, there was only a cofferdam for the foundation, but now it is higher than the dry embankment.

To be precise, the cofferdam that the Linghai Reserve Battalion rushed to repair in just eight hours was the dry dike, which blocked the flood at a critical moment, and it can be called the dike of life for thousands of people behind it!
The previous dry embankment broke down, leaving only two short embankments of less than ten meters in total.

Looking at the two short dikes that have not collapsed, one can imagine the horror at that time.

"Director Wang, you are back, have you eaten yet?"

"Yes, the dry food we ate on the road."

Reporter Wang settled down, turned to look at the camp and asked, "Minister Li, where's the salted fish?"

"Mayor Shen ordered him to rest." Deputy Minister Li of Linghai Armed Forces Department raised his arm and looked at his watch, and said with a wry smile, "But he won't be able to sleep for long, and he will get up and continue commanding later."

"Who is in command now?"

"It's Mr. Hao now, and Mr. Hao can't handle it anymore."

"What about Ge Ju?"

"Ge Ju is sleeping too."

As soon as Vice Minister Li finished speaking, Director Ge got out of the tent, stretched his waist and yawned continuously: "I'm getting old, I can't sleep well, or I won't wake up, and I won't be able to sleep when I wake up."

Reporter Wang said apologetically, "Ge Ju, did we wake you up?"

"It has nothing to do with you. I woke up hungry. Are you hungry? Let's go eat something together."

"We're not hungry, but I can go with you."

"Come with me, Director Wang, stop joking."

"I'm not kidding, Ge Ju, I have something to ask you."

"Okay, this way please."

Ge Ju led Reporter Wang to the tent of the logistics support personnel, said to wait a moment, went under the water tank truck in front and turned on the tap to wash his face, then walked into the tent where the "senior military officers" had meals and held meetings, turned over the He found out his own lunch box, and while eating the cold rice and cold dishes that he didn't eat at night, he asked with a smile, "Director Wang, what's the matter?"

"I wrote this in the afternoon. It was not sent to Binjiang Daily, but to Xinhua News Agency. People knew that I was in the disaster area, so they called me yesterday to ask for a draft." Reporter Wang opened his briefcase, took out his notebook, and handed it to in front of him.

They are also journalists, but the pattern is completely different.

Those from Binjiang TV Station and Binjiang Daily knew how to report news about Binjiang, or how the leaders told them to report, and they reported it.

Reporter Wang is different from those few. Although Reporter Wang is a reporter from Binjiang Radio Station, his stage is not in Binjiang, but in the whole country!

Xinhua News Agency is a state-level media.

One piece of news from Xinhua News Agency is worth more than [-] articles from Binjiang Daily, and it may be more than that.

Lao Ge didn't have time to eat, so he hurriedly wiped his hands and took the notebook: "Thank you, Director Wang, for giving me the opportunity to have a sneak peek. I'll read it first."

"Ge Ju, eat first, and watch the trial after the meal."

"What kind of trial, Director Wang, stop joking with me."

Lao Ge looked at it and sighed: "As expected of a great national reporter, the writing is really beautiful and the literary talent is really good. Director Wang, I admire literati like you the most. I racked my brains to write articles like this. not come out."

Reporter Wang took out a cigarette and said with a smile, "Ge Ju is overrated, can you see if this is okay?"

"How could there be a problem with the article, I'm not flattering, it's really well written!"

"Can you send it?"

"Of course it can be posted, why can't it be posted!"

"Do you want to send it to the 132 group for trial?"

"It is reasonable to say that it should be sent for trial, but I can guarantee it."

"Thank you, then I'll go to the county seat tomorrow morning."

Lao Ge didn't want Reporter Wang to just post like this. He pointed to one of the names, hesitated and said, "Director Wang, others don't know the situation of our Linghai Reserve Battalion, but you know it best. To form this battalion, to come here Support Beihu to fight against floods, we in Linghai can be said to be throwing pots at us!"

"I know."

"It's not enough to just know. If you publish it like this, you only mention the Binjiang flood control and rescue camp, and don't mention our Linghai. Would you say that the commanders and fighters of the battalion will be chilled, and will the morale of the team be affected? I can say this, if it is published like this, The officers and soldiers of the entire battalion will not agree, and neither will the 100 million Linghai people!"

"The order to send you to support the flood fight says Binjiang Flood Control and Rescue Camp. As for whether using this name will violate the discipline of secrecy and publicity, the comrades in the editorial department of Xinhua News Agency said that there is no problem. They are state-level media. They think more comprehensively than us, and their political awareness is higher than ours."

In the past, using tiger skin as a banner to carry out news censorship could only deal with local media such as Binjiang TV Station and Binjiang Daily, but it was useless for national reporters like Reporter Wang.

It will take time for the 132nd Regiment to help the Linghai Reserve Battalion to "rectify" the name. Reporter Wang can report whatever he wants before the superiors clarify the troop number.

Lao Ge didn't want to waste all his previous efforts, racked his brains for a while, and asked with a smile: "Director Wang, can we be flexible, can we take care of both."

"How to adapt, how to take care of it?"

Reporter Wang wanted to help publicize the Linghai Reserve Battalion, but the name of the unit and the number of the unit are very serious matters.If you don't write about Binjiang and only write about Linghai, even if the manuscript is sent out, it will not be published.

Lao Ge pointed to the troop number in the article, and said with a smile: "The Binjiang Flood Control and Rescue Battalion is still written, but a parenthesis must be added at the end to note the Shanglinghai Reserve Battalion."

Binjiang Flood Control and Rescue Battalion (Linghai Reserve Battalion)...

Reporter Wang didn't expect Lao Ge to be flexible, so he couldn't help laughing: "Okay, I'll modify it as you said. As for whether people will adopt such an expression, I can't guarantee it. After all, after our manuscript is sent, the editor will trial, and even adjustments.”

"Director Wang, if this is not the case, it will be changed to the Linghai Reserve Battalion, including the Binjiang Flood Prevention and Rescue Camp. In this way, even if they adjust it, they will only adjust the Binjiang Flood Prevention and Rescue Battalion."

"Ge Ju, such an expression is inappropriate. After all, the order is for the Binjiang Flood Prevention and Rescue Camp. If you express it as you said, it is very likely that people will not adopt it."

"Then go ahead as I said earlier, there is nothing they can do if they really want to adjust."

"Okay, thank you."

"You're welcome, it should be us thanking you for helping us promote it."

……

The two were chatting when Han Yu came in.

Reporter Wang raised his head and asked, "San'er, why don't you sleep more?"

"I'm a little hungry, I woke up hungry." Han Yu took out his mobile phone to look at it, thought about it and then smiled: "Calculating the time, I should take over after I have something to eat. Mr. Hao hasn't had a good rest these days. , I want to replace him."

"Eat quickly, I'll pour some water for you."

"Thank you, Ge Ju."

The dishes are cold and so is the rice.

It may be that I am too hungry, but it is extraordinarily delicious to eat.

In order for "Brother Hao" to come back to rest earlier, Han Yu ate "combat meals" and he was full soon.Just as I put on the harness that can be used to hang walkie-talkies and mobile phones, the sound of a car engine came from outside.

The three of them stepped out of the tent and looked down the embankment. It turned out that Xu Mingyuan and Ma Jintao had returned from their mission.

To everyone's surprise, as soon as Xu Mingyuan jumped out of the car, he ran up to the embankment and stood at attention to salute: "Report to the battalion commander, we have completed the task assigned by Mayor Shen, and we request to return to the team!"

They are all from our own family, so why is it so formal?
Han Yuzheng felt strange when he saw a major general with a colonel and a captain get out of the car, striding along the slope towards him.

"Return to the team!"

"Yes!"

Xu Mingyuan raised his hands in salute, and then ran away with Ma Jintao and other brothers.

Han Yu didn't care about them anymore, and hurriedly went up to stand at attention and saluted: "Report to the commander, our battalion is carrying out the emergency rescue mission in the Yangliu Village section of the Yangtze River. Please give instructions! Han Yu, battalion commander of the Linghai Reserve Battalion."

"Continue to rescue."

"Yes!"

As soon as the major general raised his hand to return the salute, the colonel introduced with a smile: "Comrade Han Yu, I am Peng Jiandong, the commander of the 132 regiment, and this is Deputy Commander Lu of our army. Deputy Commander Lu was entrusted by the head of the military region to visit you."

It turned out to be the superior's superior's superior...

Han Yu came to his senses and stood at attention again to salute: "Hi, Chief, welcome to our camp to inspect the work."

"Comrade Han Yu, I'm here to learn from you and learn from you."

"Chief, you...you really know how to joke."

"Comrade Han Yu, why are you nervous? No matter how high my position is, I am not as high as the head of the military region, and I am not as high as the vice president L. You are not nervous when you see the vice president L, and you ask the vice president L, 'Can I go?' What?" See me getting so restrained."

"Sir, how do you know these things?"

"I heard." Deputy Commander Lu patted Han Yu's arm, then turned around and asked with a smile, "Which one is Ge Gong?"

"I, I am, Hello, Chief."

"I've heard about it for a long time." Deputy Army Commander Lu held Lao Ge's hand tightly, turned to look at Commander Peng, and said with a smile: "Gong Gong, thank you for your hard work, we have caused you trouble."

"Chief, I don't know how to answer what you said."

"You are a professor-level senior engineer and an expert in flood control. Today, you even managed a battalion for us. Both command and logistics support are better than that of Peng Jiandong, the head of the regiment. Isn't this just causing you trouble? I still have to trouble you."

"Chief, I don't quite understand..."

Deputy Army Commander Lu was very busy with work, and while walking towards the construction area accompanied by everyone, he said straight to the point: "Comrade Han Yu, Gong Gong, I have two main reasons for coming tonight. One is to be entrusted by the superior to see Look at everyone, the second is to announce an order entrusted by the superior."

Han Yu hurriedly said: "Chief, you can announce."

Deputy Commander Lu stopped in his tracks, looked at the two of them and said, "Comrade Han Yu, since your battalion is mainly for mechanized emergency rescue and lacks auxiliary construction forces. At the request of the local flood control headquarters, the head of the military region ordered the transfer of a part of the 132nd Regiment and the Naval Academy's diving team. All the squads, form a more effective emergency rescue commando with your battalion, and you will be the captain."

"Yes!"

"At the same time, a temporary party committee of the emergency rescue commando team was formed. Comrade Shen Fan served as the temporary party secretary of the commando team. Comrade Peng Jiandong, head of the 132 regiment, Comrade Feng Qingsong, leader of the diving team of the Naval Academy, Comrade Ge Weidong, member of the senior expert group of your battalion, and You serve as a member of the temporary party committee."

"Boss, our Mayor Shen is on duty in Jingzhou."

"I know, I saw him before I came."

Deputy Commander Lu looked back at Commander Peng again, and added: "It is impossible for Comrade Peng Jiandong to be with you all the time. do it."