Binjiang Police Affairs-Chapter 979 - 648: No Showing Off Allowed!

Including the grouting team, there were a total of six teams executing emergency protection tasks along both banks of the great river.

As the leader of the emergency rescue assault team, Han Yu had to consider not only the safety of the team members but also the quality of the rescue operations.

Yesterday, his father-in-law called and said it was raining upstream, there was also rain in the middle and lower reaches, and the flood control situation in Jingjiang was still severe. There might be a third flood peak, so Han Yu had to ensure that the dike section he had reinforced could withstand the potential third flood peak.

Thus, he and Hao Qiusheng divided into two groups to inspect the rescue situation, riding the Yangtze Police 110 and Binjiang Police 002.

Chen Zikun was a real, experienced water police officer, just like Xiao Gong, he could steer the boat.

Considering that Xiao Gong was too tired and sleepy, he personally steered the boat to escort Han Yu and Master Sun.

Looking at the river surface, he held the steering wheel and jokingly asked, "Secretary Han, what would you consider me now?"

"On the way here, Director Liu told me that when we return, that 'acting' title of yours can be removed, and you will become the full department level director of the Linghai Police Station." Han Yu, also very tired and sleepy, leaned back on the chair and closed his eyes to rest,

"I didn't mean that, I meant am I now considered a soldier of your camp?"

"No."

"Then my identity is rather awkward."

"Not awkward." Han Yu opened his eyes and smiled, "Director Chen, you're with the Changhang Police. The security of the entire Yangtze River is under the jurisdiction of your Changhang Police Bureau. Your situation is similar to Director Yu at the Jingzhou Port Supervision Bureau Traffic Control Center, you're assisting us in emergency rescue, providing us with water safety and water traffic support."

"Considered as an auxiliary?"

"Yes, being auxiliary is very important."

"If I had known it would be like this, I would have joined the military like Xiao Yu and Xiao Gong back then."

"You're a director, how can you join the reserve?" Thinking about his currently awkward identity, Han Yu considered and then said, "I'll give Boss Huang a call later. If comrades from the Jingzhou Port Supervision Bureau and Changhang Jingzhou Branch can join the Changhang Logistics Support Team, so can you."

Weasel Huang's Changhang Logistics Support Team has a high standard, with most members being leadership cadres at the deputy department level or higher from various units within the Changhang System.

From a utilitarian perspective, as a Changhang Public Security Officer, joining the Changhang Logistics Support Team is far better than being a reserve officer in the Linghai Reserve Camp. Because whatever you do, your unit's superior knows.

This logic also applies to most reserve soldiers in the Linghai Reserve Camp.

Police and auxiliary police from the Linghai Police Bureau, Water Police Station, and Changhang Bureau hope even more to receive recognition and praise from the bureau. Some comrades even worry that going with Salted Fish to Beihu for flood control could be seen by their superiors as "not doing their proper job."

Reserve soldiers from other units feel the same way, as it concerns their future work and life.

While praise from military commanders and local government leaders is certainly good, for most people, it just brings a moment of happiness, and then that's it.

Perhaps only active-duty officers like Yang Jianbo and Zhao Jiang, and those meaningful "Boss Officers" like Boss Wang and President Qian really take it seriously.

How could Chen Zikun not know Han Yu's well-intentioned efforts, he quickly said, "Thank you."

"What's there to thank for, you're also here to support Beihu's flood defense."

"Salted Fish, Weasel Huang has truly risen to power, even our Director Qi and Director Liu have to listen to him."

"What Weasel, you should call him Director Huang, or you can call him Boss Huang like I do!"

"..."

"Steering the boat now, focus on safety, look ahead, not at me." Han Yu smiled, explaining, "A scholar who has been away for three days should be seen with new eyes, people truly change, he's a genuine leader now."

Chen Zikun muttered, "He seems to be just a deputy director."

"But he's a deputy director in the Changhang Bureau, not a deputy in your Changhang Police Bureau, and that 'deputy' in his title will soon be removed just like the 'acting' in yours."

"What's with your 'our Changhang Police Bureau', it sounds like you've never worked in the Changhang Police System, when you were a deputy division commander at the branch, I was still managing things for my father-in-law on the construction site in the East Sea."

"Thinking back, I really am an old Changhang officer."

While they were chatting, a local expert's call came through the intercom.

Han Yu looked up at the shore, seeing several "subordinates" waving on the dike not far ahead.

Chen Zikun immediately slowed down, adjusted the course, and gradually approached.

Han Yu slung on his bag, put on gloves, opened the window by the helm, climbed to the bow, grabbed the rope ready to throw to the dike...

Here, an emergency situation of a collapsed pit was being addressed.

Last night, a three-meter-wide pit suddenly appeared at the top of the dike, and water was continuously gushing upwards, terrifying the local officials and civilian soldiers patrolling the dike.

This is part of the Yangtze River embankment. If the situation worsens, it could collapse and create a breach.

When Han Yu received the order from the City Flood Control Command, he was startled and immediately instructed two earthwork teams performing rescue tasks to prepare to move, and he and Master Xu took the 001 to rush to the scene at once.

On-site inspection revealed that although the pit was very deep, its diameter had not further expanded, meaning it was collapsing vertically downward.

Only about one meter thickness of the upper half of the water-facing side of the embankment was stable.

The cross-section of the dike is trapezoidal, and the further down the water-facing side, the thicker and more solid it becomes.

Using the 001's underwater surveying system, no signs of collapse were found on the riverbed or beach, and there was no abnormality found in the underwater part of the dike.

Based on the actual situation, Han Yu and Master Xu boldly decided to conduct manual rescue.

They let the two earthwork teams continue to address the previous emergencies and transferred two local experts, a mechanic, twenty-six warriors from the 132 regiment, as well as simple rescue equipment and materials such as pumps, planks, piles, steel pipes, and fasteners.

By setting up scaffolding in the pit to support the walls and ensuring it wouldn't collapse inward, and simultaneously setting up pumps to drain the water out of the pit.

Once the water was drained, the soldiers took turns going down to dig out the silt.

The pit was not that large, so the job wasn't extensive but was quite troublesome to execute.

Because the pit had scaffolding inside, maneuvering was difficult, and the pit was quite deep. The mud had to be lifted up in buckets. After more than six hours of rescue efforts by twenty-nine people, most of the mud in the pit had been cleared away.

Han Yu lay at the edge of the pit, shining a flashlight below and asked, "Captain Hua, is there still water seeping down there?"

"No more seepage."

The village leader, Old Hua, from Bailong Port Village at Four Factory Town, carefully straightened his back, looked up, and smiled, "Salted Fish, do you know what we've uncovered?"

These people had watched Xiao Yu and him grow up.

Han Yu respected Captain Hua greatly. Seeing Captain Hua in high spirits, he finally relaxed a bit and couldn't help but smile, "Uncle Hua, what treasure have you unearthed?"

Old Hua had gone down with cigarettes. After wiping his dirty hands, he took out a cigarette, popped one out, lit it up, took a few pleasant puffs, and complained, "You asked the officials on the shore, and they said there's nothing under this section of the dike.

We also asked during construction. County officials said there's nothing underneath, and township and village officials all said there wouldn't be anything. But as we dug, we discovered a 'river tunnel pipe' (prefabricated cement culvert pipe), and it's oriented towards the river."

Han Yu was astonished, "There's actually a river passage below!"

"Yes, it's more than a meter in diameter."

"Collapsed?"

"Collapsed, if it hadn't collapsed, there wouldn't be such a big pit."

"There's such a big river passage below, how could the local officials not know?"

No sooner had Han Yu spoken than Master Sun analyzed, "Secretary Han, this area is now a dry dike, but it may not have been before. Since the founding of the nation, we've been constructing water conservancy projects, changing dikes and riverbanks numerous times, and the position of the dry dike has constantly shifted. Previously, engineering wasn't documented like it is now; even the nearby elderly might not remember what's underground, let alone the current village group officials."

Before Han Yu could respond, Old Hua shouted from below, "It's possible! Earlier, I poked both ends with a steel pipe. The end toward the river was already blocked, and when I reached toward the inner side of the dike, it wasn't that it was blocked; it had already collapsed."

"Have you figured out how much soil has collapsed?"

"Yes, just over a cubic meter of soil has actually collapsed."

Understanding this issue is crucial. If we don't determine how much soil has collapsed and where it went, it means we still don't know what's happening down there.

Old Hua tossed his cigarette butt away and explained, "'River Tunnel Pipe' is filled with water. It couldn't bear the pressure and collapsed. When the soil sinks, the water gushes upward. What we dug out wasn't just waterlogged mud but embankment soil soaked in water."

Han Yu got up and asked, "Old You, where's the cleared mud?"

"Over there." The "local expert" Old You from the development zone turned and pointed at a mound of soil piled not far away.

Han Yu walked over, glanced at it, then ran back to look at the deep pit again, estimating the soil volume and finally relaxed a bit.

Chen Zikun curiously asked, "Secretary Han, what's the next step?"

Han Yu didn't answer, instead opened his flashlight, observed the pit's condition, and shouted, "Uncle Hua, we'll need your hard work next, cleaning out the rotten mud and damp soil down there."

"And then?"

"It's inconvenient to retrieve soil from here for backfilling. When can you estimate the pit bottom will be clean?"

"Most of the big work is done, just a few small tasks left. Another two hours should suffice."

"Alright, I'll arrange to send over soil and some stones. When the soil and stones arrive, you guys figure out how to fill up the tunnel first, I mean the parts extending on both sides, then backfill the pit. Ensure it's compacted during backfilling."

"No problem, leave it to me."

Old Hua and Old You are equivalent to the foremen now, while the twenty-six soldiers of the 132 regiment are the main workforce.

Han Yu turned off the flashlight and said, "Everyone, thank you for your hard work."

The leading platoon leader quickly responded, "Not hard at all!"

The Linghai Reserve Camp has adjusted its composition several times according to the situation, and the plan to cooperate with the Linghai Reserve Camp's emergency response by the 132 regiment also needs adjustment.

This was already discussed with Captain Peng and Political Commissar Yang during the temporary expanded party committee meeting in the afternoon.

Seeing the young men dirty and exhausted, Han Yu decided to announce something to boost their morale.

"Comrades, considering your outstanding performance in the past few days, and given our Linghai Reserve Camp is a mechanized emergency rescue construction team where the auxiliary rescue construction personnel requirements are very high, necessitating forces familiar with our construction processes and coordination. The superior has decided that your camp will not need to rotate with the brother camp the day after tomorrow."

"Camp Commander Han, are you saying we can continue working with you?"

"Yes, working until we win this flood defense war, and until our emergency rescue assault team is disbanded."

"Great, thank you, Camp Commander Han!"

"No need to thank me, this is something you've earned with your actions."

Han Yu smiled and continued, "Considering that your brother camp is also tired, and logistics support is somewhat lacking, the regiment will organize them to come here periodically for rest. It's an opportunity to take a shower, have a hot meal, watch a movie, get a good sleep, then return to work.

When your camp doesn't have emergency tasks, assist the logistics support team in reception and service. Your commander and commissar emphasized that when brother camps take turns to rest here, you must not show off, otherwise you know the consequences."

Being with the "Hong Kong Garrison" and enjoying perks, who would want to go back.

The soldiers were ecstatic, eagerly promising not to show off, nor boast, nor flaunt.

The leading platoon leader grinned widely, "Camp Commander Han, don't worry, our platoon will definitely not have any issues, if anything does happen, I'll pack up and leave first!"

"Good, do your best."

Han Yu patted his arm, turned around, and climbed back up the rope to the boat, using the high-frequency radio on the Yangtze Police 110 to call the on-duty officer far away at Linghai Port, reporting the rescue situation here and asking the officer to arrange for the necessary rescue supplies.

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PS: Here's one chapter, I'm heading to the train station now. Will update more after arriving at the hotel this afternoon.