Riverside police

When Han Yu woke up, it was already three o'clock in the afternoon.

The breach from yesterday afternoon disappeared, and a new embankment that had just been built appeared in front of us. It was wider and higher than before.

The road rollers sent by the Jingzhou City Defense Command are rolling back and forth on the embankment. The embankment slopes on the water side have been reinforced with bamboo and sandbags.

Excavator No. 1 was replaced with an extended arm and was cleaning the mud at the bottom of the large semicircular pond on the cofferdam.

The two dump trucks were busier than before. They first brought the earth excavated by the No. 2 excavator to backfill and clean up the silt, and then transported the silt cleaned up by the No. 1 excavator down the embankment to backfill the deep pit left by the previous earth removal. .

The officers and soldiers of the 132nd Regiment are still filling sandbags. Next, they will build a sandbag wall on the side of the safety zone not facing the water to prevent landslides.

The safety zone is the size of a football field.

This meant that they had to build a sandbag wall that was 120 meters long, 100 meters wide on both sides, and about 15 meters high from bottom to top.

Not only does it need to be laid, but it also needs to be filled first. This is a huge project!

While Han Yu was calculating how many days it would take to build the safe zone, Lao Ge actually ran over with Huang Yuanchang.

After not seeing each other for a few days, Boss Huang lost a lot of weight, his beard was unkempt, and his eyeballs were bloodshot. It was obvious that he had not slept much in the past few days.

"Huang Chu, why are you here?"

"Don't worry, I just came to take a look."

"By the way?"

"The Upstream Port Supervision Bureau helped purchase six shiploads of stone. When it arrived in the morning, I followed the ship."

"Huang Chu, you can't just focus on work, you should also pay attention to rest."

"Thank you, I know."

Huang Yuanchang was not only sleepy now, but also had a splitting headache. He pinched his temples and said, "Xianyu, the fleet has entered Xijiang. We purchased 10,000 piles of wood from Zhangjiagang. We originally planned to transport them all, but Hanwu When Bian found out, he found the leaders of our bureau and wanted to requisition 5,000 sticks."

Several ports at the end of the Yangtze River have their own characteristics.

There are many wood deep-processing companies in Zhangjiagang City, some of which make furniture, and some of which make various boards needed for furniture. Therefore, Zhangjiagang has a dedicated timber terminal, and a large amount of wood is imported from Southeast Asia every year.

Although Shuzhou Port has not been officially in operation for a long time, it has quickly found its position. The newly built terminal is being renovated to build Shuzhou Port into a distribution center for pulp and oil.

Boss Huang worked in the Binjiang Port Supervision Bureau, so of course he would go to Zhangjiagang to purchase wood.

Han Yu had known that his long-distance transport fleet was loaded with 10,000 stakes, but he didn't expect that Han Wu would requisition them, so he pretended to be relaxed and said: "At least 5,000 stakes were left for us."

"Don't worry, I have arranged for the comrades in Zhangjiagang to continue purchasing. The problem now is transportation capacity. We have to wait for the first batch to arrive before we can go back and continue transshipment. Now we are fighting floods everywhere, and there are not enough ships."

"This is something that can't be helped, and there's no rush."

"Then I'll go back first."

"Go back and take some rest."

"I'm fine, Ge Ju, I'm leaving first."

…

Huang Yuanchang can be said to have "everything to do every day". He had too many things to do and did not dare to stay here for a long time. He just took the car arranged by Lao Ge and left.

Han Yu also ignored the progress of the project and took the mobile phone handed over by Lao Ge. As he walked towards the camp, he asked: "Bureau Ge, did anyone call this morning?"

"Yes, but they are all from my hometown."

"Did Ningning call me?"

"Not just Ning Ning, but also Station Commander Fang of the Binjiang Border Inspection Station, Wang Wenhong of the Water Branch, and Luo Wenjiang, the son of Luo Hongxin, director of the Binjiang Development Zone Management Committee. Didn't Mingyuan and the others send several chiefs to express condolences to the victims yesterday? , I didn’t expect them to be on the CCTV news together with several leaders. My hometown is very lively now..."

Lao Ge briefly talked about the situation in his hometown, and then got down to business.

"Peng Tuan said that although we are a temporarily formed commando team, we have already achieved results, and we must be evaluated for merit and awards next. He assigned us a political officer at the request of his superiors. His surname is He, he is 20 this year. He's nine years old, very young, and he seems to be a pretty good person."

"He is responsible for organizing and reporting our results?"

"Well, you also have to assist me in publicity."

"Where are the others?"

"I'm helping fill the sandbags down there, maybe I'm too embarrassed to be idle."

With staff and officers under his command, Lao Ge felt like an "uncrowned regimental leader". After thinking about it, he said: "Secretary Yuan from Angong County came here this morning and gave us some condolences and two thousand yuan. Condolence money. We have our own logistical support, so we don’t really need condolence money and two thousand yuan. If we don’t accept it, they won’t be happy.”

Han Yu sighed softly: "Now is the most difficult time for people. The area near Yangliu Village has not been affected by the disaster. I will go back to the disaster-stricken place to carry out rescue missions and distribute condolences and condolences money to the people affected by the disaster."

"Condolence items can be divided, but how should the condolence money be divided? I have already made arrangements for Zhang Erxiao to buy some condolence items while shopping, and then we will share them together."

"OK."

Just as he was talking, Li Shousong, who led the team to assist the local government to check whether any people had not evacuated, and later assisted the local government to patrol the evacuation area, came back with two companies of officers and soldiers.

As soon as I came back, I was busy handing back my cell phone, walkie-talkie and life jacket.

Understandably, cell phones and walkie-talkies are expensive and they cannot afford to pay for them if they are lost or damaged.

Han Yu asked them to eat first. After the meal, they went to the logistics support staff to get toiletries. While everyone was working now, they quickly went to the water tanker to take a shower, and then took the time to rest.

Li Shousong said with an embarrassed look: "Secretary Han, we are not very sleepy. You can arrange tasks for us. Otherwise, if the regiment leader knows that we are idle, it is difficult to say whether he will transfer us."

"You guys are not made of iron. How can you perform your mission if you don't get enough rest?"

"We are tired or sleepy, but there are more brothers who are more tired and sleepy than us. On the way back, we encountered several troops. The worst one has been without food for a day and a night."

They don't want to be transferred, so they have to work.

Han Yu came to his senses and said with a wry smile: "Okay, you guys eat first, then fill sandbags and build a sandbag wall after you finish eating."

"yes!"

The main force of the 2nd Battalion of the 132nd Regiment is back.

Han Yu took advantage of the meal break between the officers and soldiers of the two companies and asked "Brother Hao" to recruit urgently needed talents.

Facts have proved that this battalion is really full of talents, and thirteen more have been recruited.

Dongdong no longer needs to sew the seams in person, and has been entrusted with important tasks, becoming the person in charge of the filling and packing sandbag "workshop".

"Be careful when packing. Don't stand there, but stand here. Otherwise, once the iron belt breaks, the broken end will hit you. The damage is minor, and you might die!"

"Okay, I'll pay attention."

"The baler needs to be cleaned every hour. With this, you can blow air with just a pinch. Use a small brush to brush the soil that cannot be blown away."

"Okay, got it."

"Why don't you wear gloves? Were they not issued to you?"

"Sent."

"Why don't you wear it if you have hair?"

"trouble."

"You'll get blisters on your hands if you do this. Put them on quickly."

"yes!"

More than thirty soldiers, including several squad leaders and deputy squad leaders, now all have to listen to Dongdong, and Dongdong has a great sense of accomplishment.

After spending most of the day together, everyone knew that Battalion Commander Han was his uncle, Director Ge, whom even the regimental commander respected, was his grandfather, Military Doctor Liang was also his uncle, and even the reserve lieutenant who drove the big excavator was his uncle...

Last night, the army chief came over to announce the order from his superiors. Before leaving, he patted him on the shoulder and said well done.

In short, Dongdong can walk sideways in the 132nd Regiment just like in the Linghai Reserve Battalion.

A soldier piled up the sewn sandbags and asked with a flattering smile: "Dongdong, look at how quickly I pile up the sandbags. Help me and tell your uncle to let me stay with you on official business."

"Aren't you just on a business trip?"

"I mean in five days."

"You have a good idea, work hard!" The deputy squad leader kicked him far away, turned around and said with a smile: "Dongdong, don't pay attention to him."

The deputy squad leader is from Donghai!

To Linghai people, people from Binjiang are not fellow villagers, but people from Donghai are.

Dongdong likes to interact with fellow villagers, and asked curiously: "Standing guard is not the second and fifth guard, and being an official is not the deputy squad leader. Brother Wang, why do you think of being the squad deputy?"

Wang Peng was stunned and asked in shock: "You even know this!"

Dongdong said proudly: "Squad deputy, housekeeper in the vegetable field! Although I have never been a soldier, my father has been a soldier and has worked in the army for many years, so of course I know."

In a grassroots company, being the deputy squad leader is very embarrassing, quite embarrassing, very embarrassing!

For example, some tasks cannot be done by the squad leader, nor can they be done by recruits. The deputy squad leader can only do it himself. Only those who have been deputy squad leaders know the hardships involved, and being a deputy squad leader does not pay as much as the squad leader.

Seeing a bunch of fucking subordinates snickering, Wang Peng was very embarrassed and quickly changed the subject: "Dongdong, are you going to high school in the second half of the year?"

"Um."

"Which high school?"

"Yangjing Middle School."

"Yangjing Middle School is in Pudong, how can you go to Pudong to go to high school?" Wang Peng didn't want those fucked-up soldiers to affect his chat with fellow villagers, so he spoke Donghai dialect instead.

Donghai dialect is similar to Linghai dialect, but the accent is slightly different.

Even if Dongdong didn't go to Donghai Junior High School, she could still understand and there was no barrier to communication. She explained in her hometown dialect: "My house is bought in Pudong. Brother Wang, isn't it good for Yangjing Middle School?"

"It's good. When I retire from the army, I will go to Pudong to play with you."

"Okay, Brother Wang, when will you retire?"

"It's almost time. I will be discharged from the army this year. I can pack my things when I return to the army after fighting the flood."

…

He started talking like birds again, but I couldn’t understand a word of it.

The soldiers who filled and packed sandbags together despised the deputy squad leader, but they were also envious at the same time.

The deputy squad leader is from Donghai. Donghai people already have money, so they come to serve as soldiers and the local government pays them back. He served as a soldier here for one year, and the local government gave him more than 10,000 yuan, which was higher than the salary of a company commander or a battalion commander!

If you are reborn well, your life will be good...

Just when everyone was extremely envious of the deputy squad leader and Dongdong, Li Shousong came with a large group of well-fed and drunk troops.

Let Captain Wu, who is familiar with the situation, arrange how to do the work.

He found Staff Officer Dai who was working and Director He who had just arrived today, and joked: "Old He, why are you here? If you come here, you will have a bunch of blind staff officers and bad officers!"

"You can come, why can't we come?"

Officer He put down the shovel, walked up and touched his pocket, and said with a smile: "Not only can I come, but I won't leave once I come. Like Lao Dai, I have to wait until the flood fight is over and the emergency rescue commando team is disbanded before returning to the team. .”

"Stop touching it, there's no ammunition!"

"I asked Wu Xiaosong and he said you brought a whole one with you when you set out."

"I finished smoking already."

"Why don't you buy a few more boxes on the way back?"

Li Shousong looked behind him, pinched his fingers and smiled bitterly: "On the way back, I saw a few shops, but there is no rice. What do you want me to buy?"

Officer He asked in a low voice: "Has all last month's salary been spent?"

"I spent it long ago, and I can still wait until today."

"How can we fight without spiritual food?"

"I can say this, but you, a lousy officer, can't."

Staff Officer Dai knew that they were both addicted to cigarettes, so he couldn't help laughing and said: "I still have some money on me, so I will help you think of a way to see if I can share two boxes with others."

"Thanks."

"Wait."

Staff Officer Dai put down his shovel, walked over and climbed up the embankment, and went straight to the logistics team tent.

Li Shousong and Officer He were looking forward to it. After waiting for a while, Staff Officer Dai came back, pulled them aside, and then took out a whole Chinese strip from his camouflage uniform.

Li Shousong couldn't believe his eyes and said with a grimace: "Lao Dai, this cigarette is too good, we can't afford it!"

"Smoking with confidence, no money required."

"for free?"

Li Shousong looked incredulous.

Director He was also doubtful.

Staff Officer Dai pointed to the logistics team tent and explained: "The 'Hong Kong Garrison' has several old squad leaders, all of whom are bosses worth tens of millions. The cigarettes we can't afford are just food rations for them! They only have China, not Others. I originally wanted to buy a box from someone, but they didn’t want money, no matter what they said. They just gave me one and let us smoke it first."

"How can this be so embarrassing?"

"It was several hundred dollars. I was just as embarrassed, but he stuffed it into my camouflage uniform and said he wouldn't be happy if I didn't accept it."

"You can't accept it even if you force yourself to force it."

"I thought so at first, but then Ge Jue went in, and Ge Jue asked me to accept it on behalf of you guys."

"If Ge Jue says he can take it, we can take it."

Li Shousong was so happy that he immediately asked several company commanders who were smoking to come over and distribute a box to each of them, and the three of them divided the rest.

Several company commanders who smoked like them. After returning, they asked their platoon commanders and squad leaders to smoke together.

Lao Ge could see clearly from the embankment and turned around and said: "Mr. Qian, call Mr. Zhang quickly and ask him to buy some more cigarettes. You don't have to buy too good ones, just buy them for three or four yuan a pack." Later, I will ask Xiao Dai to count how many officers and soldiers of the 132nd Regiment smoke. From today on, each smoker will be given one pack a day."

Mr. Qian from Binjiang Development Zone asked with a smile: "Where is our side?"

"Same."

"Okay, I'll call Mr. Zhang right now."

"Call Huang again and ask when the medicines Dr. Liang needs will arrive. Almost all the soldiers have wounds on their hands, and some soldiers have rotten crotches. If there is no medicine and no treatment, it is easy to get infected in such a hot weather."

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PS: Maybe I didn’t have a good rest last night and my head hurts a little. There are only two chapters today, and three chapters will be resumed tomorrow!