Binjiang Police Affairs
Chapter 133 - 113 This time is different from the last_2

Chapter 133: Chapter 113 This time is different from the last_2

Director Wang thought more and more that it made sense, and couldn’t help but nod.

The wind started to pick up outside, blowing quite strongly.

Captain Wang and Old Zhou from the ship lock management office were more concerned about the weather and asked quietly, "Is there a change in the weather?"

Han Yu turned around and said, "The river is affected by the cold snap and there’s a strong wind blowing, force four to five, and fog might form."

Director Wang furrowed his brow: "With such strong wind, could it affect our activities tomorrow?"

Han Yu said helplessly, "I don’t know."

"In such cold weather, if it’s not snowing, why would there be fog? If the fog is dense, how will the leaders come over tomorrow morning?"

"Director Wang, this is the river’s weather forecast."

As they were speaking, Sister Zhu had already turned the volume on the color TV to its lowest.

Director Jin, who was sitting right next to the command platform, stood up and gave his seat to Han Xiangning.

Han Xiangning pulled out a chair and sat down, extended her hand to turn on the amplifier, and then turned on the tape recorder rewarded to Yanjiang Police Station by Binjiang Port Police Station, and inserted a cassette tape into it.

Director Wang asked in a low voice, "Salted Fish, what’s this for?"

"Broadcasting a notice to the ships anchored nearby."

As soon as Han Yu finished speaking, the tape recorder and the loudspeakers on top of the dunship started to play music.

This task was originally assigned to Xu Sanye by Han Yu, but now that Sister Xiang Ning had arrived, and since she was also Port Supervision, Han Yu did not hesitate to pass the job of broadcaster to Sister Xiang Ning.

It was Han Xiangning’s first time broadcasting in front of outsiders, and she felt a bit embarrassed. She silently adjusted her breathing, tapped the microphone down, and then holding the fax paper, began to broadcast in standard Mandarin.

"Attention all crew members, attention all crew members, Binjiang Changjiang Port and Navigation Supervision Bureau Third Law Enforcement Team is now broadcasting the latest weather forecast, affected by the cold snap..."

The pretty girl spoke with proper intonation and emphasis, sounding quite professional.

However, on the dunship of Linghai Police Bureau, using Linghai Police Bureau’s broadcasting system to broadcast a weather forecast while not mentioning Linghai Police Bureau, not even mentioning Yanjiang Police Station, seemed a bit too much.

Director Wang felt that afterwards, he should talk to Little Salted Fish about this; he should learn from their Director to leave a name whenever doing a good deed.

Han Yu did not know what Director Wang was thinking and continued to watch TV after Sister Xiang Ning finished broadcasting.

Before becoming a member of the Yanjiang Cooperative Defense Team, Liang Xiaoyu had never watched TV, only seeing open-air movies in the village where his family’s boat often moored.

He was completely a TV addict, watching advertisements with great focus.

If no one called him to go to sleep at night, he could watch until two in the morning when various checkered patterns appeared on the screen.

But tonight he was more interested in the upcoming capture operation and couldn’t help but ask, "Salted Fish, it’s almost ten o’clock, do you think Director Zhang and Captain Chen have set off yet?"

"I don’t know."

"Should we call and ask?"

"Does calling cost nothing?"

"Oh."

Sister Zhu did not like to stay up late and was about to get up to return to the dormitory, when the extension phone of the Port Supervision on-duty, which had its cord unplugged during the day and plugged in at night, rang.

She was about to answer it when Director Jin gestured to Han Xiangning to lower the volume and picked up the phone, asking, "I’m from Third Team, may I know who you’re looking for... What? Oh, I’ll take note, buoy number 22 in Dacang Waters, right? Let me ask."

"Director Jin, what’s wrong?" Sister Zhu asked urgently.

Jin Weiguo could not take the time to answer her question and, covering the phone, turned to Han Yu, "Salted Fish, our Traffic Control Center received an emergency distress signal, a Tianjin-registered cargo ship ’Hexiang 9’ downstream near Dacang buoy number 22 collided with an upstream coal transporter.

’Hexiang 9’ has a radio onboard, and the captain reported the coal transporter is severely damaged, and there are people overboard. Their own damage is also very severe, the cabin is taking on a lot of water, they are in urgent need of self-rescue."

Just after receiving the fax about the weather changes, a dangerous situation has occurred!

Director Wang was stunned.

Sister Zhu looked solemn.

Han Xiangning watched her junior brother, wanting but hesitating to speak.

Zhang Lan faced this kind of situation for the first time and was somewhat at a loss.

Captain Wang, Old Zhou, Liang Xiaoyu, and Zhu Baogen stood up and walked out of the command and dispatch room without a word.

Han Yu quickly walked to the water area chart, searching for the location of buoy number 22 in Dacang Waters.

Director Wang, coming to his senses, asked in a low voice, "If someone is overboard, why aren’t they rescuing people first?"

"They can’t see nor can they care."

Han Yu thought for a moment, then turned back and said, "The Dacang section of the river is wide, affected by the cold wave, with high winds and rough waves. Fog has started to descend on the river again, visibility is very low, and there are no small harbors nearby for boats to shelter from the wind. Incidents like wind disasters, collisions, sinking and man overboard occur frequently."

Director Jin added, "Hexiang 9 is also seriously damaged; what they need right now is to save themselves."

Director Wang subconsciously asked, "What should we do then?"

What would a Political Work Office Director know?

Director Jin didn’t want to waste time and urgently said, "The accident area has high winds and rough waves, and the two Supervision Boats nearby can’t be deployed in such bad weather. Though it’s possible to mobilize tugboats in the vicinity, the fog is thick on the river, and it’s night. Even with searchlights and fog lamps lit, visibility isn’t even fifteen meters. Standing at the stern, you can’t see the bow..."

The Director had given instructions on when 001 should be deployed.

As long as the station wasn’t engaged in a crackdown on aquatic illegal activities, and the personnel had no other important tasks, they could assist the Port Supervision Bureau in law enforcement on the river.

If a major emergency occurred on the river, regardless of whether there was a crackdown or other tasks, rescue should take priority.

However, there was one prerequisite: ensuring their own safety.

It would be pointless if the rescue operation ended up costing their own lives.

Four to five levels of strong wind, and heavy fog...

Director Wang and Zhang Lan didn’t understand what this implied, but Han Yu knew very well how dangerous rescue operations were under such weather conditions.

But the Port Supervision Bureau couldn’t find a tugboat with radar in a short time.

Already, someone had fallen overboard, the two ships might sink at any moment. Han Yu dared not hesitate and quickly approached the command desk, picked up the walkie-talkie: "Captain Wang, Captain Wang, prepare the vehicle immediately and aim to set sail within twenty-five minutes."

"Received, received."

"Salted Fish, I’m going with you."

"Sister Xiang Ning, someone has fallen overboard, we can’t just go and then come right back, we must search and rescue. There’s an event tomorrow, and you and Sister Zhu know the situation best. As Director Xu and Commander Li can’t attend to it, we’ll have to rely on you."

"Ningning, listen to your brother," Sister Zhu didn’t want to cause any trouble for Little Salted Fish, she quickly grabbed Han Xiangning.

Rescue in this weather was too dangerous, Han Xiangning said with a pained expression, "Be careful."

"I know, I will be careful."

"Shouldn’t we first report to your Director Xu about such a major event?" Director Wang reminded.

Without thinking further, Han Yu said, "Reporting to Director Wang, our Director Xu has instructed us that we do not need to report in such situations."

"When will you be back from the rescue operation?"

"I don’t know, it could be soon, or we may need to search and rescue until tomorrow afternoon."

"But we have an event tomorrow, we need to hold a commissioning ceremony for 001."

"Human life is paramount; rescuing people is more important than any event." Han Yu turned his head back and lifted the walkie-talkie again: "Captain Wang, Captain Wang, check the fuel tank, see if we need to refuel."

"Just checked, we have enough fuel."

"Have Xiao Yu bring a few more blankets, take some hot water bottles, and also bring some of Uncle Qian’s sun-dried steamed bread slices."

"Received, received."

Bringing water and dry food, it seems we may not necessarily be able to come back before nine o’clock tomorrow morning.

The "protagonist" 001 won’t be there, how to carry on with tomorrow’s event, and how to explain it to the leaders at that time...

Director Wang realized that the problem was serious, but since saving lives was as urgent as a fire and should not be impeded, he made up his mind: "Salted Fish, I’ll go with you. Master Ding has seen your rescue operations, but I have not. It would be good for me to witness it."

This time is different from when you went with Master Ding. If you really come with us, you will definitely regret it.

Just as Han Yu was unsure how to explain, Director Wang had already turned around and said to Director Zhu, "Director Zhu, you have more experience in reception than us; I’ll leave tomorrow’s event in your hands."

"Director Wang, you don’t need to go, if you go, you also... also..."

"I know I can’t be of any help by going, but don’t worry, I won’t cause any trouble for the comrades!"

With his mind made up, Director Wang grabbed his insulated tea mug and headed out the door.

As Sister Zhu’s words fell on deaf ears, Han Yu knew it was useless to persuade any further and once again lifted the walkie-talkie: "Captain Wang, Captain Wang, let Xiao Yu take a bucket."

"What kind of bucket, what do we need a bucket for?"

"Director Wang is going with us on the rescue."

"Got it, I’ll tell him to grab a manure bucket."