Binjiang Police Affairs-Chapter 1081 - 704: Cadres Leading by Example!

At nine-thirty in the morning, the "delegation" from the Linghai Reserve Camp arrived early at the temporary camp of the Beihu Military District Reserve Bridge Group, accompanied by the Deputy Minister of the Angong County Armed Forces Department for a visit and study tour.

Most of their power boats helped with transporting emergency supplies, leaving only two parked below the levee.

The deputy commander remaining at the temporary camp was very hospitable, showing everyone around the power boats and even accompanying them on a power boat to visit the bridge that had just been erected the previous night.

This trip was incredibly rewarding, even Han Yu was greatly amazed.

They are truly our elder brothers, established as early as 1984, with the main task of supporting the Yangtze River crossing project in the Beihu section of the Han River basin during wartime and undertaking emergency rescue and relief in the Jianghan region during peacetime.

Compared to disaster rescue, they are more professional in constructing floating bridges.

They can build a floating bridge within just a few hours, ensuring that troops can quickly cross rivers and obstacles, and it can handle heavy equipment like tanks and self-propelled artillery weighing thirty to forty tons.

The power boats are very sturdy, and their stability while navigating on water is also good.

When executing search and rescue tasks, one power boat can be equivalent to five or six assault boats; when undertaking the task of setting up floating bridge crossings, the power boats transform into "steel floating boxes," lining up on the river and placing special bridge planks to turn a chasm into a thoroughfare.

However, the river surface in the middle and upper reaches of the Yangtze River isn't as wide as the Binjiang Waters, nor is the wind and wave as strong.

The Binjiang Waters, located at the tail of the Yangtze River with numerous passing ships, even when the wind isn't strong, and the river surface isn't wide, it's still not feasible to conduct cross-river floating bridge training like theirs.

More importantly, each specialized reserve force has a supporting unit.

The Linghai Reserve Camp primarily relies on the Linghai Road and Bridge Company, various units of the Changhang System, and several port and shipping enterprises in Binjiang. Meanwhile, theirs primarily relies on a military enterprise specialized in designing and manufacturing bridge equipment.

In other words, they produce the bridging equipment themselves; how to design, manufacture, improve according to actual conditions, and operate it—they are experts; this isn't something the Linghai Reserve Camp can learn easily.

Because of this, their level of expertise was beyond expectations.

The bridging equipment is all standardized, some even unmatched in active units, and in contrast, the Linghai Reserve Camp has nothing but civilian construction machinery and private engineering vessels. Although both were mentioned by superiors, in reality, there is still a significant gap compared to them, and they must humbly learn from them.

What shocked everyone more was that this belonged to a real disaster area.

On both sides of the levee were stretches of water, with the levee crowded with makeshift shelters, the survivors looking worried, while the children were carefree, running around shirtless, even naked.

The local comrades said that many people were still stranded on the dikes in the expanse of water.

Some were being transferred to safer areas, but more were unwilling to move, those citizens lacked not only medicine but sometimes the most basic food and clean water.

Looking at Mengxi swallowed by floodwaters and glimpsing rooftops occasionally poking out from the endless waters, Han Yu and others deeply felt the disaster brought by the flood.

As they watched trucks with slogans "When one place is in trouble, support comes from all directions" roar in, continuously delivering disaster relief supplies to this location, hope and confidence rose in Han Yu's heart, knowing that while floods are ruthless, human compassion prevails; as long as there is genuine affection in the world, great love will surely overcome great disasters!

The primary task of the Beihu Province Military District Reserve Bridge Group is to transport disaster relief supplies delivered by all social levels into the "flooded area" and distribute them to the citizens urgently in need.

Though the disaster is merciless, in the world lies great love.

The disaster area's cadres and citizens receiving the relief supplies were excitedly shaking hands with everyone from various units and enterprises delivering the supplies, reluctant to let go, tears in their eyes as they continuously expressed their gratitude, their emotions overflowing. When the disaster relief convoy offloaded the supplies and was about to return, they waved again and again, sending them off over and over.

On the way back to "base," they unexpectedly encountered Master Yan from the Angong County Water Resources Bureau.

Han Yu used the intercom to ask Deputy Mayor Shen and Vice Minister Li to move ahead while he and Dongdong, who insisted on coming along, got off the vehicle to greet Master Yan.

Master Yan asked joyfully, "Secretary Han, how come you're here!"

"I went to take a look at Mengxi this morning, didn't expect to meet you here."

"What did you go there to see?"

"To see the Beihu Province Military District Reserve Bridge Group and casually check on the disaster situation."

Mentioning the Mengxi Embankment pained Master Yan, and after a short silence, he said heavily, "Despite our strict defense, we still couldn't guard it, and where it shouldn't have breached, it did, causing massive economic loss, letting down the hundreds of thousands of people in the embankment and you supporters coming to help us combat the flood.'

Han Yu signaled Dongdong to fetch a bottle of mineral water from the car, handing it to Master Yan, "Master Yan, it's not your fault."

"A single bad apple can spoil the whole barrel."

Master Yan took the mineral water and gulped down more than half the bottle at once, pointing to the front section of the levee, choking up as he said, "During this over month-long high water level flood season, every guard post, danger point, and sluice gate on this section of the levee was manned by cadres, while civilians could rotate, they couldn't; even grains rot in the water or if the kids fall sick, they stood their ground on the levee."

The cadre on the Yanjia Platform was irresponsible, resulting in such a major disaster, not only causing massive economic losses to the public, leaving hundreds of thousands homeless, but also tarnishing the reputation of our entire county's cadres! That night, if it weren't for a few people holding me back, I would've smashed his head with a bench!"

"Master Yan, what's the point of saying this now, it's all flooded already."

Someone behind them suddenly spoke, which drew Han Yu's attention to a disheveled middle-aged man in a cotton field below the levee, with a dilapidated bamboo bed beside him, obviously a guardian, staying here during the day, sleeping here at night, covered with mosquito bites and infective sores.

Han Yu quickly asked Dongdong to fetch another bottle of water, and asked, "Comrade, your body is covered in sores, why not go to the hospital for treatment, or get some medicine?"

The middle-aged man climbed onto the levee, speaking in a local-accented Mandarin reluctantly, "No one to replace me, can't leave my post!"

Master Yan hurried to introduce, "Secretary Han, this is President Wu from our county agricultural bank. President Wu, this is Han Camp Commander from the Linghai Reserve Camp who helped us defend against the breach at Yang Liu Village's main levee."

"Hello, Camp Commander Han, thank you all, Camp Commander Han, if not for you stopping the breach at a critical moment, this place would've been flooded long ago."

"President Wu, how come you're personally guarding the levee?"

"I even personally eat; you're likely aware of our situation, with the extensive levee, the east, south, west, and north all need flood defense, and with Mengxi Embankment submerged, party and cadre numbers are short. Being assigned to guard the levee is a privilege from the superiors to me."

Afraid Han Yu wouldn't believe it, President Wu took the water from Dongdong, thought for a moment, and with a wry smile, said, "Otherwise, I'd have to join the assault team to carry sandbags; at my age, and with my body, I can't handle it."

Master Yan set down the bottle of mineral water, murmuring, "Secretary Han, all the county's cadres are on the levee; President Wu handles this area, Archives Bureau Director Wang handles the front."

Leadership by example truly isn't just a slogan here.

Han Yu followed Master Yan forward about three hundred meters, indeed finding a middle-aged man sleeping on the levee slope, and prolonged exposure had left him looking sickly.

Hearing footsteps, he raised his head to look at Han Yu and Master Yan, asked half in jest, "Master Yan, you're the big boss during the flood defense; I have a question, what will happen if I resign now?"

Master Yan hesitated briefly, joking back, "Director Wang, if you really resign, I'll tie you up to that tree up front, and when the breach happens, don't even think about escaping."

"I can't even quit?"

"You can't!" Master Yan took a deep breath, seriously and gravely declaring, "If you hold your ground here, I'll be the first to rush over to organize defenses alongside you at any sign of danger, to die ahead of you, never behind you."

Han Yu clearly saw tears rolling uncontrollably from Master Yan's red swollen eyes.

Dongdong was astounded, unable to believe that a bank president and a director were actually guarding the levee, for over a month never returning home, without even knowing when they'll go home.

They faced the harsh elements, living like two savages...

Sympathetically, Dongdong hurried back to the car, opened the door, fetched another bottle of water, and dashed back to hand it to Director Wang.