Thunder Strikes Back

Chapter 130
"Great, it looks like we didn't get nothing. If Rajesh can be found, the Prime Minister should honor him."

This day's fierce Sino-Indian air confrontation did not start an exchange of fire in other directions.The 4 Su-30MKIs of the Arrow Squadron that took off from Tespur and the 102 aircraft of the same model from the 2nd Squadron that took off from Jabwa, because of the lack of guidance from the early warning aircraft, did not dare to start a battle with the dominant Chinese test aircraft .When the news reached the Ministry of Defense, Singh, who had been waiting for the results, was quite frustrated.Originally, he thought that the problem could be solved cleanly. From the map, the Chinese airports are all far behind. If the radar on the snow line is removed, their dispatching will be inappropriate, but today's situation shows that they It seems to be prepared, there are defenses in all directions, and there is a great possibility of taking off early.He doesn't know why?What went wrong in the details, he couldn't figure it out for a while.

While frowning, Lujadnahan knocked on the door and came in.He brought the latest news about Captain Lobsang Gyatso, whom the minister had so deeply disliked.

"Your Excellency, our special forces commander has news."

"What did the warlord find?" Singer rubbed his eyes and asked.

He called Lobsang Gyatso a warlord not only because he hated him, but because this special force has not been controlled by the Indian military for a long time. Although Indian officers were placed in key positions and the promotion of Tibetan commanders was deliberately restricted, those who The soldiers of the battalion always believed in their own people like Lobsang Gyatso.Moreover, this force has been in collusion with the CIA. The intelligence they collected on China by using the prophecy advantage is shared by the United States and India. The Indian military is also very helpless about this, because since the 60s, this force has spent a long time With American money, the Americans also set up special training camps for this force in Guam and Colorado. The training included mountain guerrilla warfare and intelligence gathering.

"The captain said that he found traces of Chinese reconnaissance troops around Luketang."

"What kind of trace?"

"Footprints, the footprints of military boots. It was left dozens of hours ago." Lujadnahan said and stuffed a photo into the minister's hand.

Singer looked at it for a while, and impatiently threw the photo aside: "You can tell Captain Lobsang Gyatso that our patrol team also wears military boots like this."

"The captain was found from the valley. Our patrols rarely cross the valley. This at least shows that there is a group of people who have been walking through the forest before."

"Wait a minute, if someone really sneaks over, won't the tornadoes of the half battalion deployed by the old stubborn be exposed?"

"Probably not. It rained heavily last night, and the mountain torrents have filled the surrounding valleys. No one can cross these valleys. According to Captain Lausanne's prediction, they will still stay west of the Zela Pass."

"Hmph, Paciade is an old fool who is out of date. He spent a lot of military expenses digging holes there, thinking it's the First World War. If those tornadoes are exposed, they will suffer."

Singer complained that he was really worried about those precious "tornadoes" hidden on the edge of the control line. According to his original plan, all the artillery in this area should be transferred to the western front, but the Spang family felt that it was very difficult to mobilize scattered artillery in the mountainous area. Difficulties will delay the overall plan, so I don't want it.

"Minister, Captain Lobsang Gyatso has another request."

"What else does he want?"

"He asked local patrols and paramilitary forces to conduct a dragnet search."

"That means he can't admit to his people?"

"He said he needed to scare people who were hiding in the bush so he could find more holes."

"Hehe, this suggestion is quite self-aware. Let the Fourth Army figure out a solution. In addition, please inform the Ministry of the Interior that the Eastern Command needs to mobilize the special security forces of the Assamese Gang. Let General Jerram be responsible for the mobilization."

"I'm afraid these people are still not enough. Today, thousands of people from the forward troops of the 4th Army have been mobilized just to search for the parachute pilots. The mountains there are very complicated."

"How about the Gurkha battalions on the Eastern Front? They're veterans."

"Captain Lobsang Gyatso said that he didn't get along well with these mercenaries."

"Damn it, asking a captain to transfer a general is enough to flatter him, and he has to be picky. Well, how is the mobilization of the reserves in Assam going?"

"In Tespur, 1 people have been assembled. It was originally intended to use these reservists to make up for the vacancies after the transfer of several mountain divisions. But these people still lack basic infantry training."

"Stop infantry training and let them go to the mountains to help search. There are a few key points that China can't spy on. In addition, letting them go to the mountains is better than training in formation."

"Yes, sir, I will do it now."

"Very well...why are you still standing here?"

"The Ministry of National Defense cannot mobilize special security forces. Procedurally, this requires the permission of the War Cabinet Secretariat."

"Understood, I will call the Prime Minister. One advantage of the wartime system is that the Prime Minister can say what he wants. By the way, there is no news from Lieutenant General Spanga?"

"Not yet. But the General is always very punctual, and I expect he will telegraph in the evening."

Rujadnahan finished his report and left the office, leaving Singh alone.Compared with the small-scale battles on the Eastern Front, what really worries Singer is that the real general attack directed by Spanga is about to kick off. Now he is extremely nervous. This attack will be Yom Kippur in 1973 The largest tank battle since the war, and everyone in the world is now blinded by Spanga.It is impossible for Singer to know that there is really a person in the world who can see through all this, and at this time this person is crawling slowly in the mud of southern Tibet.

Lin Huaisheng and Wang Tiechuan completely lost contact with the team. They strictly stipulated the rules for using the radio, and the distance is too large now, so it is difficult to find their own people in the thousands of square kilometers of mountainous area.Throughout the afternoon, neither found a way to return north.The Indians have bridges in some valleys to cross the rolling torrents, but these bridges are guarded by guards. Even Indian soldiers must show their passes when crossing the bridges. There is no possibility of water level drop inside.

"It's been fucking raining non-stop."

Wang Tiechuan squatted in the grass and cursed.The rain had been trickling down from the front and back of his telescope, not affecting observations too much.

"This month is like this. How is the observation going?" Lin Huaisheng asked from the other side.

"There is a squad guarding the bridge in front, and there are machine guns on both sides of the bridge. There is a platoon in the barracks on the low ground under the bridge, and we can't get through."

Just as he was talking, he saw a new situation through the binoculars. A row of military vehicles wobbled to the checkpoint and stopped.

"It's the license plate of the Eastern Military Region."

"Oh?" Lin Huaisheng crawled a few times in the wet grass, and came over from the other side.The Indian military vehicles they found before had obvious signs, such as the army or air defense forces, but these military vehicles did not.

"Well, it's a vehicle from the Eastern Military Region temporarily transferred by the Ministry of the Interior."

"Could it be the border special forces?"

"No, they don't have such a large scale." Lin Huaisheng was talking, stuck in the military vehicle behind, jumped off a few soldiers to urinate on the side of the road, and could clearly see the Enfield Lee they were carrying on their backs from a few kilometers away. type rifle.

"Look, the paramilitary forces of the self-governing state, the reserve."

"India has already mobilized the reserve forces?" Wang Tiechuan was puzzled.

"At least we didn't have them when we set off, but they transferred so many regular troops to Kashmir, they must be supplemented by second-line troops." Lin Huaisheng said.

"Can you confirm the number?"

"Not yet, probably one of the 17 reserve Assam Rifle Battalions. No heavy equipment. I don't know what they're here for."

"Could it be to search us?"

"It's possible, but I haven't heard gunshots from the north since yesterday."

"I think they must be alert. In the past, the satellite photos showed that the defense of these bridges was not so tight. We must find a way to reach the Zela Pass tonight."

The two discussed for a while, but they still had to find a way to get across the bridge, so they got up and headed for the bridge to hide.They have already discovered that the sentinels on the bridge are very sloppy in checking, and they may be able to pass through with a military vehicle.

Before sunset, they took refuge in the hills above Highway 13 towards Bundila.At 5 pm, another Indian convoy passed the potholed dirt road.A truck broke down when passing the foot of the mountain, and the rest of the trucks left it and drove north. Only two Indian soldiers were left to repair the broken car in the heavy rain. For some reason, two disheveled soldiers decided to I went to a nearby village first, so I left the truck on the side of the road.It's a deserted place, and they're clearly not worried about the vehicle being stolen.Wang Tiechuan and Lin Huaisheng came down from the mountain and sneaked up to the truck. Judging from the license plate, it was an Assamese local armed vehicle. The special pass in front of the vehicle stated that it was the Assam Security Brigade, transporting the 2nd company.

Lin Huaisheng climbed into the truck and found that the vehicle was transporting weapons and parts.The veteran scout did not open the crate containing the weapon. Judging from the text on the outside of the ammunition box, it was a 7.7mm bullet. It can be seen that the weapon in the box is not worth seeing.The parts box indicated that it was a radar accessory, which aroused Lin Huaisheng's interest.Passports in the cab showed that they set off from Tespur in the morning and returned the next day. It seems that there must be a radar position that has not been discovered on the remaining 15 kilometers of the route.

There is no map or anything like that in the cab, but there is an intercom that rings from time to time.They were all calls from the Indian army to communicate with each other, and someone on the walkie-talkie could be heard urging the vehicles behind to catch up.Wang Tiechuan couldn't understand these words, so he could only call Lin Huaisheng from behind, while he stayed in the heavy rain as a guard.

"what did they say?"

"I kept asking if the car was repaired, and I was still asking if the filter parts were found. Hehe, these two guys actually threw the walkie-talkie into the cab. I think they must have gone to the village of Meinba ahead to find parts. .”

"Where can I find these in the wilderness? I think this car will not be able to run today. You come and be careful, and I'll see what's going on." Wang Tiechuan said, opened the door and jumped into the cab.As expected, the driver had left the keys in the car, perhaps thinking that no one would be able to drive the wrecked car away.Wang Tiechuan turned the switch, and the vehicle screamed when it started. It seemed that there was no problem with the ignition, but as soon as it entered the idling speed, it turned off amidst the vibration.He took a look at the oil pressure, and it still couldn't go up.

"I bet it's not about the filter." He jumped down and closed the door.

"Can you fix it?"

"No problem. Even if you find spark plugs or filters for those two sticks, it's useless. The car can start, but the fuel pump doesn't work. Do you have any new ideas?" Wang Tiechuan asked.

"Did we think of going together again?"

(End of this chapter)