Thunder Strikes Back

Chapter 264 The Complacent Company Commander

Company A of the 19th Regiment of the Indian White Tiger Division surrounded the south side of Quetta Town at full speed.Commander Dijaqua has long kept the terrain in this area in mind.This is a plain area with high east and low west, which is very unfavorable for enemy defense.The only thing that can block the runway is the city of Quetta itself. If the enemy still has Javelin missiles, they may deploy in the small city, but this city is not big, and there is no river, so it can be easily bypassed from the range of the missiles; Zadrid's plan is to use one company to quickly occupy the airport runway, and the remaining eight companies will occupy the town in several ways to prevent the recovered enemy from counterattacking from the north. The remnants of the Pakistani First Armored Division will gather in the north. The main force of a battalion was drawn out. Although there were not many troops, Azarid still had a fresh memory of the new Chinese heavy tanks.

Azarid's plan is not to smash Quetta's airport into a mess. In fact, the task assigned to him by Spanga is to firmly control the surface facilities, and then the four airborne battalions assembled in the rear will fly over the airport. Parachuting was carried out as ground cover for the 4th Regiment while the airfield facility was captured.After controlling the airport, another 19 heavy battalion planes with C4 and C17 will land in Quetta. If it is not for the lack of transport planes and airborne troops of the Indian Air Force, this move alone can completely seal the victory.Relying on these forces, the 130th regiment still has to hold on for a few days.Waiting for the two armored divisions and two mechanized divisions to bypass from the front and Karachi, this is the largest force that India's long logistics line can currently support. Once it joins forces with Azarid, Pakistan will become a complete insider The mainland country, which only occupies about two-fifths of the territory in the northern region, will no longer pose a threat to India at all. Is it necessary to fight next?That is the business of New Delhi politicians.

"Brothers, remember that we are Company A of the 19th Regiment. The final glory is waiting for us." Di Jiahua encouraged, and he did not give any instructions to the chaotic formation because it was unnecessary.From time to time, enemy fighter jets pass by at low altitude, but not for attack, but for escape.For a tanker, the rare opportunity to see a fighter jet being chased away by his own tank is indeed a proud moment.

"As fast as possible, blow up the command tower for me. Let none of them escape."

In the control tower of the airport, Mohammad Sami is wearing an anti-G suit and is in command. An hour ago, the Indian Air Force accurately hit the power plant in Quetta. Now the command work can only be maintained by the backup generator.

The enemy's artillery shells have fallen around the runway. This is the random shooting of Indian tanks on the move, and the colonel doesn't care about it.At the moment he is commanding the last fighter to take off.Quetta has always been the training base for the Pakistani Air Force's reserve pilots, and it is also the distribution center for combat aircraft aided by China recently. There are a large number of fighter jets and transport planes staying there, and he is running out of time.

"The C130 in the air immediately turned to Peshawar, don't hover over the airport, and get out of the way."

"clear."

"Don't dawdle the Fighting Falcons, take off immediately." The two Thunder fighters slid into the runway, followed by a J-11 fighter jet waiting to take off.

The two Raiden fighters barely took off under the condition of insufficient acceleration, and the flight was wobbly and dangerous. These young pilots, who had only been flying for dozens of hours, were fresh blood after the exhausted 5th Squadron was repaired. Without sufficient training in the advanced trainer, an emergency transition was made.Sammy thought that if Major Hassan saw his squadron become so amateurish, he would probably choose to die again.

"Lionheart team can fly. I wish you all the best."

"Good luck to you too."

3 heavy fighter planes entered the take-off line one by one to speed up and take off. The formation was compact and experienced. These are Chinese pilots who came here not long ago. They did not turn to Peshawar, but to Shemsi to join their bomber regiment. , Shemsey will be the last airfield in the south, and of course it will soon be blocked by Spanga's ground forces.However, one reason why the Chinese dared to turn there seems to be that they have a secret agreement with Iran that these planes may retreat to Iranian territory at the last minute.

"I didn't expect the Chinese to be so embarrassed." The colonel thought to himself and shook his head. In his memory, only the Iraqi Air Force, which had completely lost its air supremacy, did such a thing.

"Command post, you must retreat quickly. I think their tanks are to the south, and they are very close to you." It was Song Ning who spoke on the intercom.He stayed in the air to block the approaching Indian Air Force, but he could not stop the tanks on the ground that were advancing like a wall.

"Major, I know these things." Sammy turned his head and glanced to the southeast, where the smoke and dust raised by the galloping enemy tank column covered the sky. "You're running out of fuel, retreat quickly."

"Attention the rest of the pilots and ground crew, the fighter jets are too late to take off, all of you get on the C3 transport planes on the apron 4 and 130." Sammy put down the communicator, turned around and went downstairs, when there was a horrific explosion above his head , Fragments of masonry and glass fell one after another, probably shells fired by enemy tanks.There was also a lone J-10 fighter jet parked beside the runway, which he reserved for himself to retreat.He crossed the runway and climbed into the cabin, and told the last few ground crews to run northwest in a car. The Indians should not dare to mess around on the Afghan border.

"Is the war lost?" he asked himself for the first time in his life. "No matter what, it's more urgent to shoot down another Su-30 and teach the Indians some lessons."

Abad's tank did not have time to push out a trench for itself. A thick barrier is still necessary for this weakly armored self-propelled artillery, at least psychologically. The 45 mm thick front armor of this tank , There is no way to resist the attack of T90.

"Stop the row!" Abad ordered.

Six 6-type tank destroyers stopped side by side, and the commanders got out of the turret to observe the enemy with binoculars.These are the last 89 of the 2 old tanks aided by China 40 months ago. They have traveled thousands of kilometers in the south. At present, the motorcycle hours of all the tanks are almost exhausted.

Two months ago, the 12th Army had only an empty frame and no armored formations, but now, after experiencing seven defeats, large and small, and a 80.00% five-person reduction, the six vehicle groups here have become very capable Veteran.Today no one here is going to take the tanks back for tinkering because Pakistan has no rear.

"Did you see the rising smoke and dust? That's the reconnaissance company of the White Tiger Division." Abad said calmly.

"I see, there are still about 5 kilometers left, look at these Indian bastards, they are driving crookedly." Another driver said.

"I estimate that they haven't slept for twenty hours, but we have an advantage."

"Oh?" Someone sneered disdainfully.

"Our artillery is far stronger and more accurate than theirs," Abad said, "so, don't let them get close." Just as he finished speaking, there was a huge roar in his ears, and a transport plane almost brushed against him The top of his head was pulled up.The huge plane took off to attract the attention of the Indians, and the T90 began to shoot meaninglessly. One of them even fired a laser beam missile in an attempt to shoot down a plane. Of course, such an attack was completely futile.

"It seems that they are taking us lightly," Abad said.

"It's 3900 meters." The gunner under the hatch yelled. He had been conducting laser ranging, and saw that the enemy tank had entered the range.

Abad looked around at his comrades-in-arms: "It's time for them to see our quasi-heads."

"Yes, these fools will soon find out that after all the hard work to get through the mountains, what awaits them is a 120mm solid shell."

Everyone got into the turret one after another and pulled down the top cover.

Company A paid no attention to the threat to the northwest at all, and the surprisingly smooth attack made the Indian tankers firmly believe that they would not encounter decent resistance again.They are actually having fun by firing at planes that are far out of range. Many people worry that there are not many opportunities to enjoy the guns in this war; Excellent armor, but as the war draws to a close, discipline has begun to break down.

Distant enemy tanks hide and appear in the smoke and dust all over the sky, which makes it very difficult for the gunner to aim.Even under the white light magnification of 8X, it is still not easy to see the enemy clearly.

The fire control of the Type 89 Tank Destroyer is relatively simple, and it is only a disturbing light spot injection aiming.The unchanging route of the arrogant enemy makes it easier to measure the azimuth angle of the moving target, but at such a distance, the shell will fly for about 2 seconds before hitting the target. Direction lead is reliable?Especially light bullet cores are easily subject to crosswinds at long distances.

"How about we move closer?" the gunner asked hesitantly.

"I trust you, just fight."

Abad had no choice. He calculated that the T90 would not be able to pose a threat to him at a distance of 3000 meters (the accuracy of Russian-made tank guns is not enough).And beyond this limit, the advantage of the enemy tank will be reflected. If the enemy rushes within 1000 meters, then they will win.

In the gunner's eyepiece, the tracking light spot no longer flashes, and a new word "aiming light spot" appears on the right side, which is the corrected shooting point obtained by the computer after about 6 seconds of calculation.The gunner moved the firing line slowly, aiming the crosshair roughly in front of the yellow sand. He still couldn't see the outline of the enemy clearly, but through experience, he could roughly touch the position where the tank was hiding in the dust.

All the members of the destroyer grabbed the nearby handles early on.One problem with this car is that the rear seat shakes so much when the fire is fired, so it is unwise to free up any hand to cover your ears.

With a loud bang, the chariot was like a boat hitting a huge wave, and the battle room was lifted up suddenly.The occupants were all thrown high into the air and waited to fall.

The chariot fell heavily to the ground, and Abad put his eyes on the eyepiece of the commander's observation mirror without waiting for the car to shake back and forth and stop.It could be seen that the cannonball was still making its final flight, and he saw that the cannonball disappeared into the yellow dust.The moving dust began to slow down, and finally stopped like a brake,
"It was a good game," Abad said.The loader behind him has already begun to load the second shell non-stop.

(End of this chapter)