Riverside police

The tide had not come in, and the Baishen passenger ship was as late as ever.

After the Binjiang Port Public Security Bureau became the Binjiang Branch of the Changhang Public Security Bureau, the Bailonggang Police Station and the Baishen Police Team became a veritable family.

Lao Liu, Lao Jiang and other police officers from the Bailonggang Police Station wanted to participate in the flag-raising ceremony of the barge. Considering that the waiting room and ticket office could not be left unattended, they simply asked Shao Lei and other police officers who could not leave temporarily to come ashore to help keep an eye on the boat for a while.

As for the people Han Yu asked to keep an eye on, he also entrusted the policemen on the Baishen to help keep an eye on them.

Four old comrades rushed to the barge and everything was ready.

Lao Qian put on an old military uniform, an old military cap, a third-class merit medal and four commemorative medals on his chest and walked onto the "water platform" with an embarrassed look.

Due to the passage of time, the military medals and commemorative medals did not shine and reflect when exposed to sunlight, and looked so old and dull. One of the medals was even rusty and could not be wiped off no matter how hard it was rubbed, nor could it be polished with a file.

"Ding Suo, Liu Suo, why don't you wear military medals?"

"we do not have."

"Xianyu has achieved third-class merit twice, how could you not!"

Lao Qian found out that he was the only one wearing medals and commemorative medals. He was even more embarrassed and subconsciously wanted to take off his medals and commemorative medals.

Xianyu took his hand and said very seriously: "Uncle Qian, I have made third-class merits. Uncle Ding, Uncle Zhang, Uncle Liu and Uncle Jiang have made more merits, but we are all in peace." You have achieved meritorious service during the period. This is a military achievement you won on the battlefield. We really don’t have military medals like yours."

"Yes, your military medal is the most valuable and has the highest gold content!"

"Ding Suo, how about we salute the senior first?"

"OK."

"You give the command."

"Liu Suo, Jiang Ke, what are you doing?"

"You should, don't move, everyone is here, salute the seniors who participated in the War to Resist U.S. Aggression and Aid Korea!"

Following Lao Ding's order, everyone, including Han Yu, Xiaoyu and Jin Weiguo, raised their arms in unison and saluted.

After Lao Qian came back from the battlefield, he was assigned to cook at the Fourth Factory Supply and Marketing Cooperative until he retired. How had he ever seen such a scene?

Seeing that everyone respected him from the bottom of their hearts, Lao Qian felt sad, his eyes filled with tears, and he hurriedly raised his hands in return.

"The ceremony is over!"

Lao Ding put down his arms, and together with Lao Liu, invited Lao Qian to the front, and turned around and said, "Xianyu, let's get started."

"Okay." Han Yu immediately signaled Xiaoyu, who was also wearing a uniform and an armed belt around his waist, to get the national flag.

Lao Qian hid behind and said eagerly: "Ding Suo, Liu Suo, Jin Da, you are cadres, you stand in the front, I will go to the back, and I will stand with Baogen."

Lao Qian worked as a cook by the river for six years. He worked hard and won the respect of everyone.

Zhang Mingyuan felt from the bottom of his heart that he wanted to give him glory for once, even if all the people present today were his own people. He pulled him and said, "You are an old revolutionary. If you don't stand in the front row, who will?"

Jiang Xiaojun echoed: "Not only must you stand in the front row, but you must also stand in the middle!"

Jin Weiguo even reminded: "The national flag is out, it's about to start, everyone stands still."

Lao Qian had no choice but to straighten his old military uniform and stand in the front row, among Jin Weiguo, Lao Ding, Lao Liu and others.

Xiaoyu has participated in several militia trainings, and every training has a flag-raising ceremony.

He carried the big national flag, walked in goose step, and came to the flagpole under the gaze of everyone.

Han Yu took a step forward and tied the national flag together with Xiaoyu. Then he turned back, took three steps and then turned back. He looked up at Yuzhen who was helping in the command and control room on the second floor, and said loudly: "Raise the flag, play National anthem!"

Yuzhen quickly pressed the recorder, and the majestic national anthem came from the loudspeaker on the top of the barge.

Xiaoyu waved his right hand like on TV, flinging away the national flag, and then slowly pulled up the rope. Han Yu, who was standing on the north side of the flagpole, and Lao Qian, Lao Ding, Jin Weiguo and others who were lined up in two rows facing the flagpole, all stood together. Shuasa raised her arms, saluted the slowly rising national flag, and couldn't help humming the national anthem.

stand up!

People who don’t want to be slaves!

Build our new Great Wall with our flesh and blood!

The Chinese nation is at its most critical moment, and everyone is forced to make one last roar...

Looking at the scarlet national flag and singing the national anthem, Lao Qian thought of the battlefield filled with smoke and bullets, and of those comrades who sacrificed their lives in a foreign country. He burst into tears, and his saluting hands were shaking involuntarily.

It had been years since I had attended the flag-raising ceremony. Lao Ding, Lao Zhang, Lao Liu, Lao Jiang and others had tears in their eyes.

Han Yu couldn't help but think of his master, and tears welled up in his eyes.

Their attention was focused on raising the flag, and they had no idea that there were seven or eight uninvited guests on the barge, stopping in the aisle of the barge and looking at them in surprise.

"The ceremony is over!"

Han Yu is the squadron leader, and the flag-raising ceremony is held at the Marine Police Squadron. He must preside over the entire ceremony.

After giving the order, he just put down his arms and was about to wipe his tears when he suddenly found several people on the barge, most of them wearing police uniforms. You could tell by the police rank on their collar badges that they were all leaders.

Han Yu was stunned.

Lao Ding and Lao Zhang were also confused.

Jiang Xiaojun has been the criminal investigation section chief of the Binjiang Port Public Security Bureau for so many years. He has seen the world and reacted first. He quickly reminded: "Xianyu, what are you doing in a daze? Go and report it immediately."

Han Yu calmed down and hurriedly ran to the port side of the "old antique" and stood at attention and saluted: "Reporting to all leaders, the Water Police Squadron of the No. 4 Police Station of the Linghai City Public Security Bureau is cooperating with the Bailonggang Police Station of the Changhang Branch and the Binjiang Yangtze River Port and Shipping Supervision Bureau. The Third Patrol Law Enforcement Brigade held a flag-raising ceremony, please give instructions!"

A small squadron actually held a flag-raising ceremony.

It’s just a matter of holding it by oneself, but also holding it together with two unrelated units.

If the itinerary had not been temporarily adjusted, it is certain that the Linghai Public Security Bureau did not know that he would come to Bailong Port first, and Director Chen would definitely suspect that this was done for him.

There were tears in the young man's eyes and tears on his face. The old soldier was in tears. Almost everyone who participated in the flag-raising ceremony had tears in their eyes...

Director Chen couldn't believe his eyes, so he calmed down and raised his hand in return: "Please rest a moment."

"yes!"

"May I have your name."

"Reporting to the leader, my name is Han Yu."

"Xianyu...who is in charge here?"

"Report to the leader, I am the captain of the Marine Police Squadron of Yanjiang Police Station, and I am the person in charge!"

Han Yu peeked at the river embankment through the gap between the uninvited guests and confirmed that there was a police car on the river embankment. After thinking about it, he couldn't help but ask: "May I ask which unit the leaders are from? I... I don't know how. call."

Deputy Director Shen of the office coughed quickly and introduced: "Comrade Han Yu, this is Director Chen of our Binjiang City Public Security Bureau, and this is the Director of the Political Department."

The leaders of the municipal bureau came, one or two.

Han Yu was taken aback and hurriedly raised his hand to salute again: "Hello Director Chen, hello Director Dong!"

The Binjiang City Public Security Bureau and the Changhang Branch Bureau have different systems. No matter how old the leader is, Lao Liu greets him and salutes him.

After announcing his home, he evacuated first on the grounds that he could not leave the dock for too long.

Lao Jin and the other three port supervisors didn't even care. They saluted and said hello, jumped directly onto the supervision boat, and left on the pretext of patrolling.

I don’t like to receive leaders. This is also the tradition left by Master.

Han Yu didn't like it either, but he had to welcome the leaders of the municipal bureau when they came. He was thinking whether to ask the leaders of the municipal bureau to go to the command and dispatch room on the second floor first, or to quietly ask Lao Ding and Lao Zhang to report to Political Commissar Yang, Bureau Ding. Bureau Chen looked at He looked at Lao Qian and asked curiously: "Comrade Xianyu, which unit does that old comrade belong to?"

"Reporting to Bureau Chen, Comrade Qian Dafu is a cook in our squadron and has been working here for six years. He is an old party member and veteran soldier who participated in the War to Resist U.S. Aggression and Aid Korea."

It turns out he is an old party member and an old soldier...

The policemen and the Hong Kong Supervision and Enforcement Officers of the two small units all respected the old comrade so much. Director Chen felt that he needed to respect him even more. He went up to him, held Lao Qian's hand tightly, and asked with a smile: "Comrade Lao Qian, how old are you this year?"

Lao Qian has retired a long time ago. Even if he has not retired, he will only be afraid of the leaders of the supply and marketing cooperatives, not the leaders of the Public Security Bureau.

And after working at the Yanjiang Police Station for so many years, he has met many big leaders. He said as if he was asking the old man at the shipyard to chat with him: "I'm still young. I'm only sixty-nine after the Chinese New Year this year."

Sixty-eight is still young...

Director Chen was stunned and asked with a smile: "How are you feeling?"

"I'm in good health, but I've lost a few teeth."

"..."

There was nothing to talk about that day, so Director Chen simply changed the topic, looked at the medals on his chest and said: "With so many medals, an old comrade like you should be enjoying his life, so why are you still working as a cook?"

"There is only one military medal, and the others are commemorative medals. Anyone who participated in the War to Resist U.S. Aggression and Aid Korea has them."

"Is this a commemorative medal?"

"Um."

Lao Qian looked down at his chest and pointed with his finger while explaining: "This is the commemorative medal issued by the Chinese People's Political Consultative Conference to resist U.S. aggression and aid Korea. This is the 'Long Live Peace' commemorative medal issued by the Chinese people when they went to the DPRK condolence delegation. This is the Donghai Medical Medal." The commemorative medal given to us by the Workers’ Committee to Resist U.S. Aggression and Aid Korea when they went to offer condolences, this is the expedition commemorative medal issued by Shiji.”

"Everyone who has been on the battlefield is a hero, so your comrades respect you very much."

"Xianyu Ding Suo and Zhang Suo are very good to me. This is my home. They treat me as their own family. Director Chen, it's time for me to go shopping. Will you have dinner on the boat?"

"You go ahead and do your work. We won't eat here. Let's take a look and leave."

What’s so good about a boat? If you don’t get money to repair it, why don’t you come...

Lao Qian cursed, picking up medals and commemorative medals, and walked to the dormitory on the first floor, planning to change clothes and go buy food on the shore.

Bureau Chen looked back at Lao Qian, turned around and asked with a smile: "Comrade Xianyu, you are a very young squadron leader. How old are you this year?"

"Report to Director Chen, this year is twenty-two."

"How many years have you been working?"

"Six years."

"You started working when you were sixteen?"

"I graduated from a technical secondary school and was assigned to the bureau as soon as I graduated."

"You have been working for six years, so you are also an old comrade."

There is a problem with the age structure of this squadron. It can be said that the old are old and the young are young. And at a glance, it is obvious that they have not seen the big world after staying on the river for a long time. They don't know how to receive the leaders, and they don't even know how to speak.

Deputy Director Shen was afraid that the director would be embarrassed, so he quickly smiled and said: "Director Chen, I have seen police officers who are only a few years older than Comrade Xianyu but have about the same length of service as me."

"Is there any mistake? Is the policeman you are talking about from our city bureau?"

"Yes, in the Second Traffic Police Brigade."

"What the hell is going on? This is too exaggerated."

Director Dong had an impression of the policeman Deputy Director Shen mentioned, and couldn't help but smile: "Director Chen, that policeman's situation is quite special. He joined the army at the age of five and was recruited by the military art troupe to be an acrobat. Those who changed jobs last year were placed in Our Public Security Bureau. I am twenty-five years old this year and have twenty years of service. If I work for another ten years, I can retire at the age of thirty-five."

"There is such a thing."

Director Chen felt it was a bit ridiculous, so he immediately changed the topic, looked around and asked: "Comrade Xianyu, how many law enforcement boats do your squadron have in total?"

"Report to Bureau Chen, a barge, a law enforcement rescue boat and a motorboat, a total of three."

"Where's the one under our feet?"

"We picked this old antique from the river when there was a typhoon this summer."

"Picked it up?"

"It floated down from the upper reaches. I don't know which unit it belongs to. It was similar to a barge. It had no power and there was no one on it at the time. If it is not towed back in time, it will threaten the ships sailing on the river and affect navigation safety."

"No one came to see you?"

"No."

"Take us on a tour first, and report on the work of your squadron by the way."

"yes!"