Binjiang Police Affairs-Chapter 868 - 589: News of Master Xi

Hanwu is fighting the flood, Jingjiang is fighting the flood, and Binjiang, located at the tail of the Yangtze River, is also fighting the flood.

Han Yu is not only on the frontline of flood control, but he is also the captain of the Binjiang flood control rescue team.

The team members are all staff from the Jiangcheng enforcement units who participated in last year’s Binjiang City military and local flood control and rescue skills training, members from several port enterprise fire brigades, the Binjiang Military District guard company, the Binjiang Branch of Armed Police, the Binjiang Fire Rescue Brigade, and the Binjiang Border Control Station guard company, totaling 126 people, all under the age of thirty-five.

Because Binjiang has four Jiangxin islands, the rescue team is divided into four sub-teams stationed respectively and taking commands from four deputy county-level leaders on Jiangxin islands.

Reporters from Binjiang TV Station came to interview yesterday morning, and it was on Binjiang TV news last night.

It looked very tense on the news.

Some rescue team members in camouflage clothing, wearing life vests, patrolled the river in a rubber boat amid high winds and waves.

Some rescue team members patrolled and removed hazards on the riverbank levees alongside officials and citizens, while others took rest in tents built on the riverbank levees...

As described by the broadcaster, the entire team is on high alert, ready to battle the flood!

In fact, it’s not quite like that. The tide level hasn’t reached the new levee’s warning line. Over three hundred officials and citizens have patrolled the levee for three days without finding any leakage, piping, or other dangers.

As a rescue team captain, he is quite leisurely, currently grilling fish around a fire below the levee with Fang Guoya, the Binjiang Port Enterprise Fire Brigade captain, and Major Li Jun from the Border Inspection Station.

The fish was given by a village official on duty at a nearby drainage station.

The rising tide hasn’t caused much loss to the people on Jiangxin islands, but the heavy rains over the last few days caused internal flooding on Jiangxin islands, with all drainage outlets pumping rainwater into the river.

Draining is the time to catch fish.

To be precise, it’s not catching but picking!

That village official picked up dozens of pounds in one morning, almost all killed by the pump, some fish without heads, some without tails.

Though they’re all dead fish, they can’t be wasted.

Fang Guoya got some oil and salt from nearby villagers, Li Jun cleaned the dead fish thoroughly, skewered them with branches, and grilled them on the fire, tasting pretty good, even Han Yu, who usually doesn’t eat fish, ate two.

"Salted Fish, have another."

"No more for me, you guys eat."

"How about adding some salt, cure them into salted fish, and then grill?"

"Captain Fang, you want Salted Fish to eat salted fish, isn’t that cannibalism?"

"Salted Fish isn’t a real salted fish, hahaha."

Good friends rarely gather, so of course, there should be some jokes.

Not wanting to be teased further by the two, Han Yu reluctantly took another one, sighing: "In flood control, some people carry sandbags, others rescue people neck-deep in water. Our flood control is so easy, like a picnic where nothing needs to be done."

Fang Guoya looked up and laughed: "Doing nothing is a good thing. If we were needed, the people on Jiangxin islands would suffer like last year."

"That’s true."

"I heard that Xiao Yu and Ma Jintao are still fighting the flood in your development zone?"

"What flooding are they fighting, they’re building roads. Xiao Yu called me this morning to say the first gravel road from Yanjiang Road to the river levee is completed, and they are starting the second one today."

"Building roads to the river levee is also flood control in a way."

"Let’s consider it as such, hahaha."

Thinking about the flood control and rescue of past years, and looking at this year’s flood control, Han Yu couldn’t help but laugh.

Fang Guoya took another bite of fish and asked, "Li Jun, aren’t you supposed to be off? Why are you here with us fighting the flood on Jiangxin?"

Li Jun, spitting out a fishbone, said with embarrassment: "The leadership told me to hurry up and make job connections. Who do I know to contact? Staying at home is boring, so I returned to work, but if the leadership asks how my job connection is going, I wouldn’t know what to say. It’s better to be here fighting the flood with you guys."

"If you don’t go around and contact people, what will happen with the job?"

"Follow the organization’s arrangements."

"Running around makes a difference. If you don’t hurry, who knows where the military transfer office will place you."

These days, the placement of retired military officers is also a mutual selection process.

If you can find a receiving unit yourself, the military transfer office will handle the paperwork for you.

If not, the military transfer office will place you uniformly.

The good units and posts are taken by those with connections, and we can only imagine how bad the placements could be – likely assigned to districts or even to remote townships.

Having been through it, Fang Guoya sincerely believes Li Jun shouldn’t just let it be and asked Han Yu: "Secretary Yu, you’ve been friends with Old Li for years, and now Old Li is in trouble, you can’t just stand by."

Li Jun had mentioned last year during the major ship repair that he wanted to retire from the army.

Han Yu had kept it in mind, saying: "I’ve asked Customs, Port Supervision Bureau, and Water Police Station. Customs are only taking one military transfer official this year, the Port Supervision Bureau doesn’t have any placement tasks this year. You know the situation at the Water Police Station, they’re in a tussle with the Changhang Bureau, and personnel is already overstaffed to strengthen water enforcement."

Such matters, Li Jun would certainly be embarrassed to ask.

Fang Guoya turned to look at Li Jun, following up, "Can the placement slot at Customs be scrambled for?"

"Can’t be obtained."

"Has someone taken it?"

"Yes, a division commander from a unit transferred from Jiangcheng."

Li Jun is at the standard camp level, how can he compete with a deputy regiment level...

Fang Guoya sighed inwardly and asked with a bitter smile: "So there’s really no way?"