Binjiang Police Affairs-Chapter 892 - 603: Assembly! (Part 2)

The first emergency assembly, coupled with the loading of so much equipment, can easily lead to chaos.

Han Yu inspected all the large vehicles and indeed found quite a few issues.

"Why is the forklift loaded onto the truck? We won’t be using it now, quickly unload it, we’ll load it onto the ship tomorrow."

"Understood!"

"Is the forklift driver here?"

"Here."

"You’ve been called into the team, Secretary Qiu, immediately register the names of the forklift driver and the loader driver, and prepare gear for the three drivers."

Han Yu, under Old Ge’s "sun lamp", reviewed the loading list, adjusting it based on the needs of the main force and the actual situation of the equipment transfer convoy, while frequently issuing commands.

"Administrator, open the warehouse. Once the forklift is unloaded, have the forklift master bring out the generators and water pumps and load them onto the trucks!"

"All of them?"

"All of them."

"Director Ding, don’t you have quite a bit of geotextile in your warehouse? Call a few people to bring the geotextile over and load it onto the trucks."

"Yes!"

"Senior Brother, trucks two, three, four, and six can still carry quite a lot. Quickly gather some people to move more woven bags from the warehouse, fill every gap on the trucks. Woven bags aren’t heavy, load as many as you can. Captain Guan, please organize the drivers to coordinate."

"There are generators, so we can’t be without fuel, Station Chief Li, there are diesel barrels in the warehouse, please call some people quickly to bring over four large barrels of diesel!"

...

The more people, the stronger the power.

Under Han Yu’s instructions, everyone was busy again.

In no time, the seven large flatbed trucks were fully loaded.

The large vehicles of the Port Authority usually only travel back and forth between the cargo yard and the dock, never leaving the Port District, mainly transferring containers within the area, so they don’t have many ropes to secure and fix cargo.

However, this didn’t trouble Han Yu. After all, this battalion is a water mobile unit, and with ships, there are ropes, so they simply used ropes to secure the cargo.

Han Yu was about to conduct another safety check on the convoy that had undergone a second round of loading and securing, when the last large flatbed truck returned under the guidance of a Development Zone Branch police car, bringing back a large mobile unit with air conditioning.

This mobile unit was modified from a container, crane-loaded perfectly onto a flatbed truck originally meant for transporting containers.

This mobile unit is owned by Linghai Port Co., Ltd, and made a significant contribution to the early construction of Linghai Port.

Last year, during the major overhaul of foreign vessels, this mobile unit also played a role.

Now, it is heading to Beihu to participate in flood control and emergency rescue.

Boss Wang of the Changyu Shipbuilding Factory, who rode along to bring it back, had just opened the door of the mobile unit when Xiao Yu and others immediately climbed up to unload the office desks and chairs, then stuffed some small flood control materials inside, packing as much as they could until it was full.

The container was meant for this, and Han Yu wasn’t worried about overloading.

He checked the loading list again and found that everything that could be loaded and carried was already brought on, yet still felt that something was missing.

"Salted Fish..."

"Wait, let me think again."

Han Yu couldn’t bother to talk with the senior sister and walked out of the parking area, looking around, spotting more than a dozen older reserve soldiers smoking and chatting in the corner, he suddenly realized what was missing.

"Captain Cao, Captain Cao!"

"Coming, Secretary Han, what’s up?" The foreman, Old Cao, who had been hauling sand and concrete for the Road and Bridge Company for a long time, quickly threw away his cigarette and ran over.

Their average age was over forty-five, making them the oldest team on average in the entire battalion. However, their tractor driving skills were top-notch, quite possibly unmatched in all of Linghai and even Binjiang.

Their transportation efficiency was exceptionally high, and Han Yu had personally observed their operations at Brother Hao’s construction site.

Thud, thud, thud...

In a grand processional, they arrived at the concrete mixing area, knowing exactly where to enter and exit without any direction, filling up and then flooring the accelerator with a "thud, thud, thud" as they drove forward, skillfully making a very small-radius U-turn, billowing black smoke, kicking up dust, and heading straight to the place needing concrete.

It’s no exaggeration to say that there’s no road condition they couldn’t adapt to, nor any place they couldn’t reach, unless intercepted by traffic police or transportation management.

At Brother Hao’s Road and Bridge Company, the role these individual transporters played far surpassed the two Transformer-like Volvo dump trucks that Brother Hao had bought at great expense, even though those two Volvos could carry thirty tons at once.

Han Yu respected them a lot, and seeing them always reminded him of his father nonchalantly piloting a ship with crossed legs.

"Uncle Cao, you’ve got the people, where are your tractor trailers?"

"Outside, parked by the roadside."

"Why not drive them in?"

The tractor team was different from other teams; the members were all individual transporters, for whom one less day of work meant much less income, so they hadn’t been organized for training before.

Old Cao didn’t recognize Captain Xia and the other leaders; he looked back and pointed to Chief of Staff Cui, who was standing beside Captain Xia: "That officer didn’t let us drive in, probably because our trailers don’t look nice. Actually, it’s fine parked outside, the traffic police can watch over them for us."

A tractor driver leaned over, grinning: "Used to be afraid and want to hide whenever we saw the traffic police, now the traffic police are watching our vehicles for us, funny how things turn out."

"Drive them in!"

"Secretary Han, our trailers don’t look presentable when driven in."

"What we need now is whether they can perform in flood control and emergency rescue, not how they look. Those military vehicles parked outside look nice, with even the wheels painted with a circle of white paint, but can those vehicles carry earth? Can they climb hills?"