Binjiang Police Affairs-Chapter 1013 - 666: A Hard Life!

Old Wang, Zhang Erxiao, and Master Dai had just arrived at the First Team's duty room when Administrator Liu Degui came back on the ship delivering water to the Second Team, with a large pile of engineering machinery and ship parts.

He was definitely the most inconspicuous battalion-level officer in the Linghai Reserve Camp. The soldiers rarely saw him, but his work was extremely important.

The logistics support was mainly divided into two parts: emergency supplies, various types of equipment and parts, and daily necessities such as food, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, and tea.

According to the initial division of labor, Liu Degui only needed to communicate and coordinate with the Changhang logistics team for the procurement of various emergency supplies, equipment, and parts.

However, there were too many things to purchase and even more forms to reimburse.

Flood relief work was different from other tasks; everything was so rushed.

If various invoices and receipts were delayed for too long, eventually, people might not remember who requested the purchases or where they were used.

Every day money was spent like water flows; one must keep track of where the money goes with a big ledger.

Liu Degui took on another responsibility—keeping a big ledger and also managing the reimbursement of various invoices and receipts, improving the financial reimbursement efficiency from three-day cycles to one and a half-day cycles, easing a lot of pressure for Zhang Erxiao and President Qian, who were responsible for logistics support.

Liu Degui figured out the ins and outs and said urgently, "Salted Fish, the direct distance from here to Xiang'an County is less than eighty kilometers, not far at all. Why don't you let me go!"

"Uncle Liu, you're our chief steward; how can you leave?"

"The problem now is President Zhang can't leave. If President Zhang goes to Xiang'an, what will everyone eat and drink?"

We have to admit that Zhang Erxiao truly cannot be spared here.

Despite our large logistics team, we still lack enough personnel during critical moments.

Han Yu pondered for a moment, furrowing his brows, and asked, "Uncle Liu, if you go with the Political Commissioner, who will handle the financial reimbursements and coordinate the emergency supplies?"

"Yang Jianbo."

"What about Yang Jianbo's work?"

"The Second Team is close to Jingzhou, so we can ask Director Huang to help us find two accountants from Jingzhou."

Political Commissar Yang and Master Dai aren't very familiar with Ma Jintao and the others, so someone from the Linghai Reserve Camp must go.

Han Yu weighed his options and was about to decide when Political Commissar Yang's phone rang again.

This time it was a commander from the 403rd Division, saying the superior knew that the 127th Regiment had ten assault boats, and the military district ordered the water rescue team of the 127th Regiment to bring these assault boats and rush to support Anzao Dam immediately.

But the 127th Regiment was stationed in the flood-surrounded River Mouth Town, and the water rescue team has to first traverse the "Flooded Area" which is like a vast ocean before crossing the Yangtze River.

This section of the journey is not short, and the fuel carried by the assault boats may not be enough. Even if the fuel is sufficient, setting off in the middle of the night also risks getting lost.

The winds are strong and waves are high on the river, and driving assault boats across the Yangtze River in the dead of night would be very dangerous.

Even if everything goes smoothly and they can arrive here on time, going to Xiang'an County from here is another problem.

Theoretically, they can launch from the inside of Diao Xiankou Gate and head south along the Huarong River to enter Dongting Lake, but there are many tributaries along the way, and in the middle of the night, they'll easily lose their way as they proceed...

Political Commissar Yang put down his phone and said gravely, "Saving lives is as urgent as extinguishing a fire. If it weren't for a dire emergency, the superior wouldn't deploy the ten assault boats from the 127th Regiment."

"The 127th Regiment is trapped by floodwater too; the superior is mobilizing all possible water rescue forces, even calling in the water rescue team from the 127th Regiment."

"What should we do now?"

The superior's instructions are clear; the water rescue team from the 127th Regiment should go with our logistics team, temporarily assigned to our Water Rescue Team, and we must go to meet them."

"In the dead of night, with poor navigation conditions over there, can we manage the pickup?"

"Other boats may not be able to go, but 001 can. You all hurry up and prepare; I'll personally go pick them up."

"Stay safe."

"I know, that's all for now, dismissed."

...

Another flood erupted in the Yangtze River Basin, worrying people across the country.

Newspapers and televisions are filled with news about the flooding conditions in areas like Nanhu and Beihu.

Han Xiang Ning was closely following the updates at first, but over time, with a pile of tasks at work and home, she found less time to stay updated. Now she just calls in the evenings to hear her brother, father, and sister's voices to ensure their safety.

Last night, she returned to the city to accompany her mom and Han Han, woke up early today, and caught the unit's car to the Port Supervision Department, arriving right at 8 AM.

Unexpectedly, as she got off the car, familiar songs could be heard from the Linghai Port Co., Ltd office building nearby.

"Gently awakening the sleeping heart, slowly opening your eyes. Look at the busy world; is it still endlessly alone? The spring breeze doesn't understand feelings, stirring the youthful heart, letting the tears of yesterday's face dry up with memories..."

Sister Ling, commuting together with her, stopped in her tracks, gazing at the distant Linghai Port office building, muttering, "Donations again?"

Hearing this melody, you know donations are coming.

Han Xiang Ning came back to her senses, patted her arm, and said, "This is the broadcast from Sanhe Street; apparently the development zone and Sanhe Street are mobilizing donations. It's none of our concern; besides, we've already donated."

Sister Ling nodded, "Yes, it startled me."

Carrying their briefcases, they walked into the lobby, seeing Han Ning chatting cheerfully with Sister Tang from the Jiangbin Community.

Han Ning has been frequently visiting the Port Supervision Department recently, not for leisure but for work.