I m at the pier, I m on the passenger ferry

Mondo Social Updated on 2024-01-31

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Time seems to go back to May 23, 1995......Wang Deli, who fell in a pool of blood, gritted his teeth and crawled to the door of the passenger station police station to call for help. Just a few minutes ago, Wang Deli, the leader of the second shift of the passenger station on duty, saw at a glance that a young man was acting suspiciously, and when the young man's belongings were inspected, a gunshot rang out, instantly staining Wang Deli's police uniform. He endured severe pain and threw himself at the gangster, who fired several more shots at him. Mu Yanfeng, a policeman who was outside the duty room, immediately rushed to the inner room when he heard the gunshots, and was shot three times by the gangsters. After that, the gangsters escaped from the duty room and fled in the direction of the city center.

Catch him!Catch him!Seeing Mu Yanfeng chasing him out covered in blood, Gu Zhengze, the director who was on duty in the square, chased after him with an arrow. At this time, Sun Guoming, an off-duty policeman at the passenger station passing through the square, also chased after the gangsters, but less than 1 meter away from the gangsters, a criminal bullet hit Sun Guoming's heart. Seeing his comrades-in-arms who got along day and night falling in a pool of blood, Gu Zhengze roared angrily while chasing: "Stop, where to run!."The gangsters panicked and got into a ceramic shop on the side of the road. In order to protect the masses, Gu Zhengze pounced on the gangsters who tried to break out of the store, and fought to the deathSurrounded by layers of police who arrived later, the gangsters had no hope of escaping and committed suicide in fear of crime.

Gu Zhengze, Wang Deli, Sun Guoming, and Mu Yanfeng exchanged their precious lives for the peace of the masses, and their tragic and heroic deeds moved the whole country. Time passes, Yingling Mountain Martyrs Cemetery, generations of Hong Kong and aviation police, here to review the footprints of the martyrs, the heroes composed, high-pitched singing!Developing the safest routes in the country has also become an important mission of the Port and Shipping Public Security Bureau

At the beginning of 2013, the police obtained an important clue that the drug dealer Guan would board the ship at Yantai Port in the near future. Never let the drug dealers slip away and completely cut off the drug channel!The policemen rubbed their fists one by one, their teeth clucked, and vowed to arrest the drug dealers!With exhaustion, anxiety, cold wind, and snow, the police squatted day and night. His hands were numb, his face was stiff, his legs were sore, and his feet were wooden, but no one flinched, and an invisible net was spread. On the evening of February 6, Guan, who was disguised in an attempt to get through the customs in disguise, was blocked in the passenger square. When arrested, Guan, who knew that he was at the end of the road, took out a dagger and resisted stubbornly.

Facing the bright sharp knife, Yue Baomin, an old policeman in his fifties, stepped forward, quickly threw him to the ground, grabbed the hand holding the knife tightly, and scuffled with him. With the assistance of his comrades-in-arms, Guan was successfully captured and more than 300 grams were seized on the spot. At the same time, another group of police officers successfully captured three of Guan's accomplices and seized **, a total of 2,837 grams. Inter-provincial drug-related cases were successfully cracked. We are proud to have returned the purity and smoothness of this sea;We are proud to give the people a safe travel environment.

The men in the police barracks also have a tenderness like water, and the ship police are the ones who can best understand this. For months on end, he was stationed on the ship, always spending less time with his loved ones. The monotonous and boring life brings unbearable loneliness. When you are in love, you can't enjoy the moon before the flowers;Before the sickbed, I could only express deep guilt for my loved ones. It was a snowy winter night, all the ships were suspended, and Sergeant Zhou Junhui and his comrades were trapped in Dalian Port and could not return. Late at night, his wife called, saying that his infant son was burning badly, and there was no taxi on the road due to heavy snowfall, so Zhou Junhui could only let his wife walk to the hospital with the child in her arms, and especially told his wife "Don't hang **".

The wife used her mobile phone as a flashlight and struggled to move forward in the snow, and on the other side, there was a creaking and creaking sound of stepping on the snow. Suddenly, a stumbling and the wife fell!The cry of the child, the cry of the wife, and the whistling of the cold wind were mixed together, and Zhou Junhui's heart was broken when he heard it. He walked on the deck alone, watching the sky full of snow, facing the cold wind, this seven-foot man who did not bow his head in the face of gangsters and jumped into the sea to save people without tears, but he could no longer hold back, and tears came out of his eyes. At this moment, he wanted to put on a pair of wings and fly to his wife and children. He did his duty as a husband and father, but he couldn't. Nowadays, the child has grown up, and whenever I ask the child, Dad is in **, and the child will always say to us: "Dad, in **."

Yes, home is the smallest country, the country is tens of millions, and the seven-foot body has promised the country, only for tens of millions of travelers!

Dad, are you a**?Son, I'm at the pier, I'm on the passenger ferry!

I'm at the dock, I'm on the passenger ferry, I'm at the ancient waterway artery, vast, and it's endless for a hundred years!I'm at the wharf, I'm on the passenger ferry, I'm on the busy sea transportation line, connecting Northeast China, East China, South China, radiating half of China!

I am at the wharf, I am on the passenger ferry, and the safety of the motherland is in the years of the port and shipping public security;The harmony of water transport is in the life of the port and shipping police. Integrating into the port and shipping, we are connected with the water transportation of the motherland;Serving Hong Kong and Shipping, we are dependent on life and death with the water security of the motherland.

I'm at the dock, I'm on the passenger ferry, I'm in the motherland;I'm at the pier, I'm on a passenger ferry, I'm at the waterway artery of the motherland!

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