In the summer of 1975, Zhao Shanhe, an educated youth on the border, stopped a frightened horse carrying white powder. Unbeknownst to him, the powder was four kilograms of high-purity heroin. Little did he know that from that rainy night onwards, his life would be closely tied to the word "anti-drug".
From the county security team to the anti-drug unit, from provincial department training to the undercover Golden Triangle, Zhao Shanhe used the pseudonym "Chen Zhiyuan" to infiltrate the drug gang headed by Zhang Boss. He has transported goods, seen blood, and received a gun from a drug dealer on a moonlit night. The closer he gets to drugs, the closer he gets to danger - the temptations of drug dealers, internal suspicions, and the sacrifices of his comrades, all peel off his disguise layer by layer. He had no way out. If you quit, everything you did before will be in vain. This is not a story of a hero, it is a story of an ordinary person walking in the dark, with his life in his waistband, saving one kilogram after another, and saving one life after another. During his 24-year anti-drug career, he said: A gram less is a gram. The poppies in the Golden Triangle bloom every year, and the rain falls every year on the border. But as long as there is one person standing there, drugs cannot get in.
Respect to every anti-drug policeman who keeps his name anonymous!
