In May 2002, I graduated from the police academy with great expectations, but I did not expect to be assigned to Inner Mongolia as a platoon commander. When I first received the notice, I was stunned for a long time, thinking, "I'm going, Inner Mongolia?" Isn't that a place to shepherd sheep on horseback? Can my skills learned from the police academy come in handy when I get there? ”
On the day I took office, the sun was shining, and I was wearing a brand new police uniform and a big cap, standing on the grassland with a confused face. Elder Li walked over, patted me on the shoulder, and said, "Xiao Zhang, don't look at the desolation here, the security work is not easier than in the city. We've got steppe wolves, poachers, and illegal mining, and you're busy this time. ”
Before I could digest Lao Li's words, I was assigned to a patrol called "Grassland 110". The captain is a Mongolian man, named Batu, who is five big and three thick, with a beard on his face, and looks quite fierce. He took me around the jurisdiction, and I realized that there were so many stories hidden in this grassland.
One day, we received a call to the police that someone was poaching illegally in the grasslands. Batu rushed to the scene with me. I saw a group of outlaws holding shotguns, aiming at a group of running antelopes. Without saying a word, Batu picked up the walkie-talkie and shouted: "Prairie 110, act now!" "Several of our team members quickly outflanked and subdued the criminals.
At that moment, a steppe wolf suddenly jumped out of the grass and pounced on us with its teeth and claws. My heart was beating faster and I was about to draw my gun, when Batu stepped forward with an arrow, grabbed the wolf by the neck with his bare hands, and subdued it. I was stunned and thought, "I'll go, this is too fierce, right?" ”
As the days passed, Batu and I became good brothers who talked about everything. Together, we catch poachers, fight illegal mining, and protect the tranquility of the grasslands. In this process, I gradually understood Lao Li's words, and the security work on this grassland is indeed not easy.
One day, Batu suddenly told me: "Xiao Zhang, I heard that the leader of a poaching gang is coming to us, and he is a ruthless character. We have to find a way to catch him and give the grassland peace. My eyes widened: "Boss? Then we have to be careful. ”
Sure enough, the poachers were cunning, and they split into small groups and dispersed. In order to catch them, we squatted on the grassland for several days and nights, and finally found their traces.
In a fierce battle, we managed to capture the leader of the poaching ring. Looking at the calm of the grassland, Batu and I looked at each other and smiled. At that moment, I understood that no matter where I was, as long as I could serve the people, my police career was meaningful.
This vast grassland has witnessed my growth from a young police academy graduate to a qualified police officer. And my brotherhood with Batu has also formed an indissoluble bond in this land. Here, we jointly guard the tranquility of the grassland and write a legendary story that belongs to us.
In the following days, Batu and I led the members of Prairie 110 to conscientiously protect this land. The four seasons of the grassland, we are on this land, dancing with the wind and sand, and accompanied by the stars.
One cold winter night, we received a call from a herder that a burglar had infiltrated the yurt to steal. Batu and I immediately set off with the team, following the footprints in the snow. The wind and snow were blowing, and the cold wind was like a knife, but we didn't flinch. Finally, in a pine forest, we spotted the thieves.
"Stop! The police! I shouted, trying to stop them from escaping. However, the thieves scattered like rabbits. Batu took me and pursued them separately with the team. During the chase, I accidentally slipped and fell into a snow pit.
When I got up, I found that Batu had caught up with the thief and was scuffling with him. I rushed to help, only to be attacked from behind by another thief, and a sharp pain spread from my waist to my body.
"Batu, be careful!" I endured the pain and reminded him loudly. Batu turned around and punched, knocking the thief to the ground. We took the opportunity to subdue them all and seized the stolen property.
Back in the yurt, the herders looked at us gratefully and thanked us. Batu patted me on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Xiao Zhang, you are doing well today, is your waist okay?" I rubbed my waist and pretended to be relaxed and said, "It's okay, we police, this little injury is nothing." ”
That night, Batu stewed a pot of hot handheld meat for me, and we both drank and talked. Batu said: "Xiao Zhang, do you know? This grassland is where our ancestors have lived for generations, and we must protect it. I nodded in agreement: "That's right, Batu, it's our common mission." ”
With the arrival of spring, poaching on the grasslands gradually decreases. When I'm not on patrol, Batu and I help herders repair yurts or teach children Chinese. In this land, we are not only the police, but also their friends and relatives.
One day, Batu suddenly told me that his father was sick and that he needed to come home to take care of him. I looked at him worriedly: "Batu, don't worry, there are still us here." Batu held my hand tightly: "Xiao Zhang, thank you, when I come back, we will continue to protect this grassland." ”
After Batu left, I led the team and continued to perform our duties. Whenever night falls, I always stand on the grassland, look up at the starry sky, and miss my brothers in the distance. And Batu's figure, as if in that star, guards this land with me.
While I was waiting for Batu's return, an accident occurred in the steppe. A herder accidentally touched a bomb left over from the war and is in critical condition. Without hesitation, I led the team members to the scene and launched a thrilling rescue operation. And this is just a microcosm of the grassland that Batu and I work together to protect the grassland. In this vast land, our story continues.
Spring passed, and summer arrived. The flowers on the grassland are in full bloom and full of life. It's been more than a month since Batu left, and I'm getting used to being without him. However, in the dead of night, I always think of the brother who fought side by side with me, and I can't help but feel a little lonely in my heart.
One day, in the middle of the day, the sun was blazing, and my team and I were resting by the yurt, when suddenly, there was a rapid sound of horses' hooves in the distance. I stood up and looked alarmingly in the direction of the sound, only to see a herdsman on a horse running towards us.
"Comrade policeman, no! A group of poachers broke into the reserve, and they had guns in their hands! The herdsman said breathlessly.
I immediately gathered my teammates, distributed my weapons, and set off urgently. But I was worried: Batu is not here, can we deal with this group of vicious poachers?
When they arrived at the scene, the poachers were about to flee. I decisively ordered: "Act now, we must not let them escape!" "The players split into two groups and flanked them from both sides. A few of my team members and I confronted the enemy head-on, trying to block their way.
"Stop! You're surrounded! I shouted. Seeing this, the poachers shot in all directions in a panic. Bullets whistled past my ears, and I nervously clenched the gun in my hand.
Just then, a poacher suddenly raised his gun and aimed it at me. In the nick of time, a familiar figure swooped down from the side and knocked the poacher to the ground. When I looked closely, it was Batu!
"Batu, you're back!" I shouted in surprise.
Batu nodded, and without a word, we fought side by side, subduing the poachers one by one. After the battle, I looked at Batu with gratitude.
Batu smiled and said, "I heard that there was a situation, so I rushed back immediately. Fortunately, I didn't miss the battle. ”
That night, we were in the yurt to wash the dust for Batu. The team members toasted him one after another, thanking him for his timely return. Batu looked at me and said, "Xiao Zhang, thanks to you, this grassland can continue to be peaceful." ”
In the days that followed, Batu and I worked even closer to protect the peace of the steppe. We have had many difficult moments together and shared many happy moments.
Autumn comes, and the grass on the grassland begins to wither and yellow. One day, we received a call to the police that several children had strayed into an abandoned mine deep in the grassland. Batu and I quickly led the team members to the rescue.
In the depths of the mine, we found several shivering children. Batu didn't say a word, and immediately went down to save people. I'll be there to make sure the kids are safe.
After a lot of hard work, we were able to get the children out. Watching them return to their parents safe and sound, Batu and I looked at each other and smiled, filled with satisfaction.
This vast grassland has witnessed our growth and friendship. Here, we work hand in hand to protect this land and write a legendary story that belongs to us. And the story continues.
The grassland in autumn is golden, and the sky is high and the clouds are light. Batu and I sat in front of the yurt, watching the sun slowly sink into the horizon, and our hearts were filled with peace.
"Xiao Zhang, have you ever wondered what our future will look like?" Batou asked suddenly.
I smiled slightly, looked into the distance, and said softly, "I think that as long as we are here, the grassland will always be peaceful." As for the future, let it come naturally. ”
Batu nodded and said no more. We sat quietly and enjoyed the tranquility.
At this moment, a figure approached from afar, getting closer and closer. I squinted my eyes, made a careful search, and finally saw the person who was coming. It turned out to be Batu's father.
"Father!" Batu shouted in surprise and got up to meet him. I followed closely.
Batu's father looked much better, and he looked at us with a smile: "I heard that you are guarding the grassland here, so I came to take a look." You guys are doing a great job. ”
I smiled a little embarrassedly: "This is what we should do, Batu is the real hero." ”
Batu's father waved his hand: "You are all heroes, and the grassland is peaceful because of you." I am proud that I have a son like this. ”
That night, Batu's father told us many stories about the grasslands, and we were fascinated by those ancient and mysterious stories. Late at night, we sat around the campfire and listened to Batu's father play the horse-head fiddle, the melodious sound of the piano wafting across the grassland, as if telling the past, present and future of the grassland.
Winter is coming, and the wind on the grassland is even colder. Batu and I, as always, are sticking to our posts and guarding this land. Although the wind was biting, our hearts were full of warmth, because we knew that as long as we were here, the grassland would be peaceful.
One day, we received a call to the police that there was a group of criminals illegally mining in the grassland. Batu and I immediately led the team out and launched a grueling pursuit. After a fierce battle, we finally captured all the criminals.
Back in the yurt, we were exhausted, but our hearts were filled with a sense of accomplishment. Batu looked at me and said, "Xiao Zhang, we did it. ”
I nodded, looking out the window at the grassland, my heart full of emotion. This grassland has witnessed our growth and friendship. Here, we work hand in hand to protect this land and write our own legendary story. And the story continues.