Qi Tongwei throws a sniper rifle, scaring Hou Liangping and Sha Ruijin to their knees

In the meeting room of the Handong Provincial Party Committee, the atmosphere was so solemn that it seemed as if water could be squeezed out of it. The core leadership team members of Handong Province were sitting around the huge conference table. At this moment, their faces were extremely heavy. The documents in front of each person were spread out, and on them were the latest disaster reports about the 7.0 magnitude earthquake in Lincheng City. Those shocking figures and photos seemed to carry the tragedy and despair of the earthquake scene, directly impacting everyone's heart.

Sha Ruijin sat at the head of the conference table, holding the pen tightly in his hand, his knuckles white from the force. As the governor, he had never expected that such a huge disaster would befall Handong without any warning. For a while, all kinds of problems came to him like a tide, including the coordination of rescue teams, the allocation of materials, and the resettlement of disaster-stricken people... He was confused by the myriad of issues, beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, his eyes were full of anxiety and confusion, and he didn't know where to start.

Qi Tongwei sat upright on one side, his eyes were sharp. He knew that time was running out and he could not afford any hesitation. Seeing Sha Ruijin fall into a brief silence, he stood up and said in a loud and firm voice: "Governor Sha, the current situation is extremely critical. I propose to immediately mobilize the public security forces of the whole province to go to Lincheng. Our public security team is well-trained and responsive. It can go deep into the core area of ​​the disaster area to search for survivors and maintain order. At the same time, we will widely recruit volunteers from the society and pool everyone's strength to help the people of Lincheng overcome the difficulties." As he spoke, he gestured vigorously with his hands, his eyes revealed unquestionable courage, and his words were like a heavy hammer, waking up the somewhat dull atmosphere in the conference room.

Fang Xinwu sat next to Qi Tongwei, pushed his glasses, and then nodded in agreement: "Director Qi is right. Not only can the public security team take on the main rescue force, but some of the technical resources I have at hand can also come in handy. Using drone thermal imaging technology, we can accurately locate possible signs of life under the ruins, greatly improve rescue efficiency, and never let any chance of life be missed." He spoke quickly, with the competence and confidence unique to a technician, as if he had already seen the scenes of the trapped people being successfully rescued.

Gao Gang also stood up, his posture straight and his face full of the determination of a veteran. "Our public security team has experience. We have participated in various rescue and disaster relief missions before. We know how to find people and organize evacuations among the ruins. As long as the order is given, the brothers will definitely rush to the front line without hesitation." His voice was deep and powerful, like a reassurance to everyone, making everyone believe that the public security team can definitely take up the responsibility in this disaster.

Gao Yuliang frowned slightly and tapped the table lightly with his fingers. After thinking for a moment, he said, "The rescue operation requires an all-round layout. The public security alone is not enough. The education system must act immediately and open schools as temporary resettlement points to provide shelter for the affected people. All staff in the medical system must be on standby and organize medical rescue teams to rush to the disaster area to rescue the wounded in a race against time. The transportation department must ensure that the roads leading to the disaster area are unobstructed to allow rescue supplies and personnel to arrive smoothly. Only when all departments work together can a strong synergy be formed." His usual calm and elegant demeanor turned into calm and decisive decision-making. With just a few words, he outlined a disaster relief framework involving multiple departments.

Sun Liancheng sat in a corner, feeling a little restless, with beads of sweat on his forehead. After hearing everyone's speeches, he hesitated for a moment and whispered, "I... I will be responsible for the logistics support. I will do everything I can to ensure that the relief supplies arrive as soon as possible, and that all the necessities of life, such as water, food, and tents, are not missing. I will never let the comrades on the front line of disaster relief and the affected people go hungry or have no place to live." Although his voice was small, it revealed a determination. At this moment, in the face of the disaster, he also wanted to make up for his daily shortcomings and contribute to the disaster relief.

Everyone spoke one after another, quickly filling in Sha Ruijin's initial decision-making gap, and a relatively complete disaster relief blueprint gradually became clear on the conference table. Sha Ruijin listened to everyone's speeches with mixed feelings. On the one hand, he was deeply gratified by the responsibility and wisdom shown by his comrades in times of crisis. These voices were like torches in the dark night, illuminating the way forward; on the other hand, he couldn't help but feel secretly disappointed. As the governor, he failed to quickly grasp the overall situation and give a clear response strategy at the first moment of the disaster. Instead, he seemed a little overwhelmed by the enthusiastic suggestions of everyone. He knew that after this disaster, his political career in Handong might face severe tests. After all, the lack of leadership at critical moments is an unavoidable flaw. But at this moment, he had no time to think about it. Looking at everyone's expectant eyes, he took a deep breath, stood up suddenly, and said in a loud voice: "Just do as everyone says! I will coordinate and coordinate, and we will work together to help Lincheng get through this!"

Lincheng City, Handong Province, is a bustling city full of fireworks, with the hustle and bustle of life. Rows of high-rise buildings are rising from the ground, and the shops on the street are full of dazzling things. People shuttle between them, busy for their dreams and livelihoods. The laughter of children and the shouting of vendors are interwoven into a beautiful daily movement. However, a sudden magnitude 7 earthquake, like the roar of a devil, ruthlessly tore apart this peaceful place. In an instant, the ground shook, and the once extremely solid high-rise buildings collapsed and turned into piles of broken bricks and tiles; the flat and wide roads collapsed and cracked, like the bloody mouth of a hideous beast; the city's power supply system was paralyzed, and the darkness spread rapidly like a tide, deeply implanting fear and despair in every corner. Under the ruins, countless lives struggled in pain and called for help. The weak voices were covered by the chaos and noise, but they stubbornly wanted to penetrate, looking forward to the arrival of the light of rescue.

The Jingzhou Public Security Bureau sounded the alarm the moment the earthquake news came, and a rescue vanguard team composed of elite police officers was urgently assembled. Qi Tongwei, the battle-hardened and resolute Public Security Department Director, dressed in a neat police uniform, stood as tall as a pine or cypress, with a resolute look in his eyes. He stood at the front of the team without hesitation and waved his hand: "Let's go! The people of Lincheng are waiting for us to save their lives, and we can't delay for a moment!" The voice was like a huge bell, echoing in the police station compound, startling a group of roosting birds.

The police car rushed towards Lincheng like an arrow from a bow, with flashing police lights cutting through the haze, as if carrying the last hope of the disaster-stricken people. Inside the car, the police officers looked solemn and clenched their fists. Although they did not speak, everyone was holding back their energy. Qi Tongwei sat in the co-pilot of the first car, staring at the road conditions ahead with a sharp gaze, and kept shouting to each car through the intercom: "Keep the formation, pay attention to the speed, and be ready to respond to emergencies at any time!" His voice was steady and powerful, giving the police officers a reassurance.

However, when the convoy approached Lincheng and drove onto a winding mountain road, the sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds, and a thick darkness like ink enveloped everyone, weighing heavily on their hearts. The howling wind swept in, as if it was going to uproot the convoy. The trees on the roadside were blown all over the place, and the branches whipped the car body frantically, making crackling sounds, like desperate struggles, and like painful groans. Then, a terrifying roar rolled in from the direction of the mountain. Qi Tongwei's heart tightened, and he looked up, only to see that one side of the mountain seemed to be torn apart by an invisible giant hand. Mud and rocks were wrapped with boulders and thick trees, like a surging black torrent, rushing down with a devastating momentum, instantly burying the road ahead tightly, and billowing smoke and dust rose into the air, choking people to the point of suffocation. The smoke and dust filled the air, blurring the vision, making people feel as if they were in the chaos of doomsday.

The convoy braked suddenly, and the police officers quickly jumped out of the car. Looking at the debris flow in front of them, which seemed like a natural moat, they were shocked and desperate. Some people couldn't help but murmured: "It's over now. The road is completely blocked. How can we transport our equipment and supplies? What will happen to the people in Lincheng..."

Qi Tongwei rushed to the front of the mudslide, his eyes quickly swept over the pile of "roadblocks", his brows furrowed, knowing that every second of delay meant more lives lost in the ruins. He turned around suddenly, his posture was as straight as a pine tree, and his voice was as loud as a bell: "Comrades, the road is blocked, but our determination to rescue must not be broken! Now, we must walk over the mountains and ridges, even if there are many difficulties, even if we have to risk our lives, we must bring hope of life to the people of Lincheng!" This shout was like a shot of adrenaline, dispelling the haze in everyone's hearts, and the police officers responded in unison, and their eyes rekindled their fighting spirit.

Qi Tongwei took the lead in climbing up the nearby mountains. As soon as he started, the precipitous road conditions gave everyone a warning. The mountain road was so steep that it was almost vertical, and the rocks under his feet were loose and unstable. Every step he took was accompanied by the sound of gravel rolling down, as if the mountain was issuing a warning of danger. He grasped the protruding rocks with his hands like pliers, his fingers turned white due to excessive force, and his feet carefully searched for the fulcrum, moving up inch by inch with difficulty. At this time, the strong wind in the mountains was still raging, making people unstable, as if to push the climbers back to the bottom of the mountain. The police officers followed closely behind, supporting each other, you pull me, I push you, and climb tenaciously on this desperate mountain road.

When we reached the middle of the mountain, the sky seemed to be deliberately making things difficult for us. Heavy rain poured down. The rain mixed with mud, turning the mountain road into a muddy swamp in an instant. If we slipped, we might fall off the cliff and be crushed to pieces. The rain was like a dense bead curtain, making it hard for us to open our eyes. The gullies in the mountains were quickly filled with rain, forming a series of turbulent water currents, carrying mud, sand and stones, rushing down with a loud rumbling sound, as if Thor was roaring in anger. A young police officer suddenly slipped and fell back, and his scream instantly broke through the rain curtain. Qi Tongwei was quick-witted and rushed over. At the critical moment, he grabbed his arm, pulled him back and shouted, "Be careful! Everyone keep steady and look out for each other!" The rain poured down his cheeks and neck into his collar, but he didn't care. His eyes were still staring firmly ahead, as if he wanted to use his eyes to open a safe passage for the team members.

After finally getting through the heavy rain, the team plunged into a primitive jungle. The jungle was full of thorns, and the sharp thorns stretched out wantonly, ruthlessly cutting the police officers' clothes, leaving blood marks on their skin, and blood seeping out, staining their clothes red. Mosquitoes also took advantage of the situation, buzzing around everyone's ears, biting everyone and making them itch all over. The sun shone through the dense branches and leaves, forming patches of light, but it did not bring any warmth, but made the hot and humid environment even more unbearable. The ground was piled with thick rotten leaves, emitting a pungent smell. Every step you take seems to fall into this soft but dangerous "trap".

Qi Tongwei waved his arms, trying hard to clear the thorns for the team members behind him, and encouraged everyone while clearing the way: "Comrades, work harder, grit your teeth and you will get through it, the people of Lincheng are waiting for us!" Fang Xinwu followed closely behind Qi Tongwei. He pushed his glasses, his eyes showing tenacity. From time to time, he used the branches in his hands to pry open the hidden vines to prevent the team members from tripping, and muttered: "Everyone, watch your feet, don't panic." Gao Gang was the last one to come. He was burly, like a mobile fortress, always paying attention to the situation at the end of the team. Once someone was exhausted, he would lend a hand and shout in a low and powerful voice: "Don't fall behind, keep up!"

After several hours of hard climbing, the team finally climbed over the mountain. But before they could breathe a sigh of relief, a turbulent river appeared in front of them. The river water became turbid due to the dual effects of rain and earthquake. The waves slammed against the boulders on the shore, making a deafening roar, as if protesting to the exhausted army. On both sides of the river, trees that were knocked down by the earthquake were scattered in all directions, some half-submerged in the water, swaying with the current, as if water ghosts were waving.

Qi Tongwei quickly searched by the river and found a thick branch. He held on to it tightly, leaned over to test the depth of the river, and then turned to his teammates and shouted, "Everyone hold hands and follow me across the river. Watch your step and don't let go!" After that, he resolutely stepped into the river. The freezing cold water instantly covered his knees. The rushing water hit his legs. Every step seemed to weigh a thousand pounds and it was extremely difficult to walk.

The police officers followed one by one, holding hands tightly, forming an indestructible human chain, and moved with difficulty in the river. Suddenly, a huge wave hit, and a police officer at the end of the team swayed and was almost washed away. Qi Tongwei noticed something was wrong and turned back to yell: "Hold on! Don't let go!" While shouting, he tried his best to walk back a few steps against the current, using his body to block part of the impact and protect the police officer.

After a tenacious struggle with the river, the team finally succeeded in crossing the river. When this ragged, wounded but hopeful team arrived at the designated rescue site in Lincheng, the local police and the disaster-stricken people were stunned. They saw that the team led by Qi Tongwei, although everyone was in a mess, still stood tall and had a firm gaze.

The police officers of Jingzhou City looked at their director with shock and admiration in their eyes. A young police officer said excitedly with tears in his eyes: "Director Qi, this journey has been so difficult. As the director, you have been charging ahead, carrying, blocking, and commanding. We admire you from the bottom of our hearts!" The other police officers nodded one after another. They knew that without Qi Tongwei's iron will and outstanding leadership, it would be difficult for them to persist in this round of difficulties and obstacles.

Qi Tongwei looked at the team members with a gratified smile on his face, his voice slightly hoarse but still powerful: "Comrades, we are the people's police, and protecting the people is our mission. The hardships along the way are the price we have to pay for the people of Lincheng. Now, let us go all out and devote ourselves to the rescue!"

After that, he turned around and led his team members to quickly integrate into the intense rescue work. On the ruins, Qi Tongwei's figure was busy shuttling back and forth. He interpreted responsibility and commitment with his actions, like an indelible light of hope, leading everyone to bravely move forward on the road to rebirth.