Binjiang Police Affairs-Chapter 851 - 578: No Room for Slackness

The Old Secretary wanted to get a certificate to show his grandson.

Old Ge, acting as the head of the expert group, firmly disagreed.

They were all seniors, and he used to know the Master. It was said that they had a good relationship back in the day. Whenever the Master came to Jiangbin Town to handle cases as the criminal investigation captain, he would always treat the Master to drinks.

More importantly, although Jiangbin Town has been dissolved, most of the elderly from Jiangbin Town are still alive, and the Old Secretary is highly respected in several villages that originally belonged to Jiangbin Town.

Even though he’s now retired, his words carry more weight in those former Jiangbin Town villages than Deputy Mayor Shen and Secretary Chen. Otherwise, the city leaders wouldn’t have let him serve as the deputy commander of flood and drought resistance in the development zone.

Han Yu felt that this face should be given, it’s just issuing a certificate, after all, it’s only a two yuan production cost.

The Old Secretary was very pleased, holding a freshly printed large red certificate, he found himself in the same trench with Old Ge, with whom he was almost about to fight earlier. He also agreed that certificates should not be issued indiscriminately, and this matter should be kept confidential, not to be disclosed to the former village chief of Sanhe, who is also the deputy commander of flood and drought resistance in the development zone...

Old Ge agreed, suggesting that future expert appointments should require the approval of more than two-thirds of the expert group members.

This expert group can no longer be called an expert group.

Han Yu decided to let them play as they wished.

When his father-in-law arrived, dusty and carrying a travel bag, changed into camouflage clothes in the dormitory, and walked into the office, Han Yu realized that experts couldn’t be randomly appointed, and certificates should indeed not be issued indiscriminately.

Director Ge and Secretary Wang were surprised that Master Han had camouflage clothing and military boots, demanding equal treatment with their freshly printed certificates!

Camouflage clothes plus military boots cost more than four hundred yuan, and Deputy Mayor Shen issued two sets each to Master Xi and his father-in-law.

If treated equally, wouldn’t that cost more than sixteen hundred yuan?

Han Yu didn’t know how to respond, but Administrator Liu Degui generously said it was no problem and that Instructor Yang Jianbo would go shopping tomorrow.

Old Ge was very happy, and the Old Secretary was even happier.

Considering the command center couldn’t always be unattended, the two exchanged pleasantries with Master Han for a while before leaving contentedly with their certificates.

Without any outsiders, Master Han smiled and asked, "San’er, are you interested in radar?"

Han Yu replied without hesitation, "Not interested."

"I’m talking about meteorological radar, large radar, not the small kind on 001."

"Dad, we’re a flood-fighting emergency battalion, what do we need radar for!"

"To detect if there’s rain! If you can detect rain in time, you can prepare early. For flood prevention, meteorology is important. The National Flood Control Headquarters doesn’t just listen to the Ministry of Water Resources for major decisions, they also listen to the meteorological department."

Though said to be retired, he was actually replaced by younger workers.

Master Han was a key figure in the military, having achieved high ranks in the army’s meteorological prediction competitions. During major Air Force operations, such as transferring inland fighter squadrons to frontline airports in Jianfu, Zhehai, East Guang, etc., he was always called upon for meteorological support.

After transitioning to local work, he remained essential, serving nearly a decade as deputy chief engineer and chief forecaster at the Binjiang Meteorological Bureau.

Now equipped with advanced meteorological radar, using computers for digitization, he felt outpaced by the times, urged to make way for young talent. Naturally, this left him unsettled, eager to do something to show the unit leaders his continued worth.

He closely watched his son-in-law with great anticipation.

Han Yu understood his feelings, but the battalion truly didn’t need meteorological radar, plus they just incurred significant expenses, he cautiously said, "Dad, if I need to know about rain, I can listen to the weather forecast."

"The meteorological information you can access is released after our repeated observations, research, and even consultations. It has a certain delay. If equipped with meteorological radar, you can get the most timely meteorological information, giving you an extra hour or even several hours to prepare."

"We’re just a battalion-level unit, and a reserve one at that. Can we afford radar? Even if we could, who would operate it, who would make predictions?"

"It’s affordable, it doesn’t cost anything! As for operation and prediction, isn’t that what I’m here for."

"It won’t cost anything, such a good deal?"

Master Han said, "Didn’t I mention earlier, the higher-ups equipped our unit with an advanced meteorological radar, reportedly costing tens of millions. The previously used meteorological radar was retired, dismantled, and thrown in a warehouse, likely becoming scrap iron soon."

As a cargo ship captain, one must know a bit about meteorology, at least how to read weather charts.

Han Yu, during his service on ocean liners, realized he had many deficiencies in becoming a captain, often visiting his father-in-law’s unit after returning, learning meteorological knowledge, and visiting the meteorological station radar more than once.

"Dad, are you saying your unit’s 711-type meteorological radar was retired?"

"Retired last month."

"Equipment from the seventies, using vacuum tubes, the display isn’t as clear as a TV, the console is larger than a bank ATM, it’s like an antique, it should be in a museum, should have retired long ago!"

The son-in-law looked down on the 711.

Master Han felt a bit bitter, unhappily saying, "711 isn’t advanced, but it’s the first generation meteorological radar independently developed and manufactured by our country. Do you know how China observed meteorology before the 711?"

"How did they observe it?"

"Through visual observation, standing on rooftops observing clouds, combined with weather data from the past decades to speculate. Sometimes, risking life, climbing meteorological kites or balloons to observe high-altitude conditions. Until around the 1960s, we imported three small radars from the United Kingdom and Japan for precipitation measurement."