Thunder Strikes Back

Chapter 156 Dangerous Times
The platoon leader picked up the walkie-talkie and reported to his superior.Chalabi, the captain of the Indian Special Forces in the cab, took a sneak peek outside. The detonating cord on the ground was exposed on the bridge deck, and the line was straight. The layout was more amateur than expected, and he could cut it off the car.However, there is no guarantee that the enemy does not have a spare wireless detonator or similar device.According to the plan, he had to sneak across the bridge and set a jammer between the detonation command post and the explosives. This device could block all radio communications and commands within a radius of several hundred meters in a short time.The machine was by his lap now, and his hand moved slowly from under the steering wheel to reach for it and press a button.

In front of the headlights, the radio communication of the second lieutenant Pakistani platoon leader was suddenly cut off.

"Damn it, it's interrupted again." The second lieutenant shouted, he found that the Indian electronic jammers were so pervasive that they could effectively interfere with the communication of hundreds of meters between walkie-talkies.

"What's the matter Lieutenant, how long do we have to wait? We have a wounded man who needs to be sent to the field hospital in Sikapur within 2 hours. Otherwise his leg will have to be amputated. Damn Indians used cluster bombs, Terrible." Chalabi's Sindhi, including his southern accent, was impeccable, and it was clear that the Pakistani sentry could not delay a dying soldier from going to a field hospital.

"Okay, you guys go there. Our engineers are going to blow up the bridge one step later." The platoon leader pouted angrily towards the west bank, indicating that the engineers who detonated the explosion were there.Chalabi could see that there was a guard post outside a two-story private house on the shore. Obviously, the detonation headquarters was there, exactly as predicted during the drill a month ago. At that time, Pakistan never thought of planting explosives to blow up the Its own bridge, but the spies sent by the Indian intelligence agency have been able to determine through the analysis of the surrounding buildings that if Pakistan wants to set up a place where it can observe all around and the line of sight is not blocked to control the detonation in a short period of time, it will choose there Of course, the intelligence department also predicted that the headquarters of the bridge guarding force would probably choose to be in Sukkur Middle School one kilometer away. up.For this attack, India used elite agents from the Army and the Intelligence Agency. Except for the Indian-Tibetan special forces with oriental faces, most of the remaining special forces participated in this operation.

"Thank you so much, Lieutenant, God will protect us." Captain Chalabi said before stepping on the accelerator.

"Let's go, but let me remind you that the field hospital is no longer in West Kabul. The hospital is now with Hamble and the temporary headquarters of the army group. There are other guard posts behind. Remember the latest password is 'torch'."

"'Torch'" Great. Chalabi stepped on the accelerator with a smile, and slowly drove past the removed roadblock. You can see that the two trucks are riddled with holes on the surface, but the tarpaulin is tightly covered. Maybe the wounded inside are too weak, It was impossible for the second lieutenant to breathe in such a hot day.

The second truck seemed to have encountered some problems. After passing the machine gun bunker made of sacks, it suddenly turned off. The driver hurriedly called the soldiers guarding the bridge to help push it.

The platoon leader took a few people to the back of the truck to check the situation. He saw a soldier in the truck lifting the tarpaulin. There were not 6 wounded inside, but 20 well-equipped soldiers.

The second lieutenant platoon leader had no time to figure out the reason, and the submachine gun with a silencer knocked him down.Then the other two special forces members who had sneaked from the cab knocked down the MG3 machine gun and the surrounding Pakistan Army. During this period, no Pakistani soldier fired back. As long as they fired one shot, the operation would reveal its flaws.But this surprise didn't happen.As someone predicted thousands of kilometers away, opportunities in war are for those who are prepared, and the one who scores must be the side with careful deployment.

The first truck headed straight for the house next to the approach bridge. The Lloyd Bridge approach bridge is very long, and it was not part of the plan to complete the 300-meter approach bridge and come back.Chalabi's car stopped suddenly on the approach bridge. He and the soldiers behind shot down the stunned lookout on the top, and then jumped directly from the guardrail to the second floor of the house.They had already practiced many times on a similar bridge in the Indian hinterland and knew exactly what to do next.The searchlights and internal circuits on the roof were quickly extinguished, followed by a brief gun battle. Within 1 minute, all the Pakistani soldiers staying in the house were killed by Indian special forces equipped with night vision goggles.

"Quickly eliminate the remnants of the enemy and send a signal to the headquarters. The assault operation is complete." Chalabi said standing on the second floor facing the room across the river.

A soldier jumped onto the platform on the top floor of the house, took out a laser transmitter, and sent a simple Morse code signal to the 36 Rapid Response Group hidden opposite (their own radio contact would also be blocked by the powerful jammer in the truck. blocking, so this method must be used).

At the same time, Chalabi has been watching the demolition work on the bridge with binoculars in the second-floor room.Pakistan placed very little explosives at the piers, apparently they didn't want to destroy the whole bridge, perhaps hoping to simply fix it later, which is good news for the bomb experts in the Special Forces.

"Very well, well done," he said.In the exchange of fire just now, the enemy fought back briefly, and the sound of AK47 gunfire spread throughout the urban area of ​​Sukkur, but obviously the other Pakistani troops behind them had not yet reacted.

"Captain, we succeeded." An officer said in Chalabi's ears.

"We have to wait until the explosives are completely removed before the infantry builds a bridgehead. Then we have to go into infiltration operations and take out their headquarters." The captain couldn't hide his excitement.

"I heard that Lobsang Gyatso planted in the east and let the Chinese agents escape..."

"He and his guerrillas are too far removed from modern warfare to be able to handle warfare in the information age."

After Chalabi finished speaking contemptuously, the phone next to him rang.He picked up the phone conveniently.

"What's going on? The gunshot just now." Someone asked on the other end of the phone.

"It was the infiltration of a small group of Indian troops, which have been repelled by us."

"What? Indian troops, why didn't they blow up the bridge?"

"Because...they have been repelled, I need reinforcements to help hold the bridge." Chalabi said.

"Is there something wrong with your brain? Where is there any reinforcements in Sukkur? Hurry up and blow up the bridge, this is an order." Someone from the brigade headquarters on the other end of the phone said impatiently.

"However, there are some troubles... er... explosives..." Chalabi realized that he was about to die, but he also saw that the engineers on the bridge were quickly throwing the explosives arranged on the pier and other parts into the river Go, apparently the detonation part has been completely removed.

"Who are you?" asked the other side.

"I'm a second lieutenant."

The rumbling black shadow on the bridge was moving fast, and Chalabi waved to the BMP-1 tank whose lights were not turned on.Immediately behind is a T90S tank.At the beginning, such a column arrangement was obviously to prevent the worst from happening. Spanga was afraid that if the huge T90 was hit by the firepower ambushed at the bridge head, it would block the two-lane bridge deck, so the first one was a When necessary, the infantry fighting vehicle can lift the tank to take a shot, and then the tank will push the wreckage of the tank off the bridge. All these possible situations, Spanga has carefully planned.But it's okay now, the enemy's actions are much worse than expected, and the Pakistani Army in person has not yet figured out what happened.

"What, second lieutenant? Tell me your name." The other side continued to be suspicious.

"I am, how do you say, hehe... Mohammad. What about the name? I worked in Karachi for a while, maybe I circumcised your son." Chalabi hung up abruptly after finishing speaking Telephone.

"Prepare for the second phase of operations." After he finished speaking, he raised his submachine gun and led his soldiers westward in the dark. They had to sneak into the urban area of ​​Sukkur and carry out further damage before the enemy organized a decent counterattack.His soldiers all wore the Pakistan Army summer uniform, with a few different armbands, as a way of distinguishing themselves in the melee.

One after another, the tanks crossed the bridge and drove past the approach bridge. Soon the leading company of the 36th Rapid Response Group had already crossed the bridge. This company consisted of 2 T90 tanks and 10 BMP-1 tanks. Now Here they would establish a solid bridgehead for the 41st Armored Brigade to follow.The 41st Brigade will sweep along the banks of the river to suppress the enemy's firepower, and the engineers will set up several pontoon bridges on the big river, so that the 31st Army will completely cross the Indus River within 15 hours.

Suddenly there was a huge explosion, and the Sukkur Bridge a few hundred meters away from the Lloyd Bridge was blown up. It seems that the Pakistan Army has finally reacted, but for this operation, it is almost impossible to completely capture a bridge. Hours are enough.Spanga expected that after dawn, the enemy air force would frantically attack the bridge and stop his army, but by then it was too late.

One kilometer away, in the basement of Sukkur Secondary School, Colonel Majid found that he had made a big mistake. The first-line troops he deployed had exchanged fire with the enemy's front-line troops. The number of enemies was unknown, but a bridgehead had been established. And the firepower is very strong. One of his companies equipped with a vehicle-mounted recoilless gun was shot twice before being shot.To make matters worse, a few minutes ago, he had been cut off from the headquarters. The telephone line had just been connected in the afternoon to replace the radio contact due to electronic interference, but at the same time as the enemy broke through the bridge, the telephone line was suddenly dead. up.Now he doesn't know what to do next.Before the last communication was cut off, his superiors told him that a reinforcement army was coming, and it was an armored force.He was looking forward to the reinforcements, but he didn't know when the reinforcements would arrive.

"The counterattack failed, and they couldn't get close to the approach bridge. Their firepower was very fierce, and it has been increasing. I don't know how many tanks have come." An officer reported to him.

"Get your anti-tank battalion to the front, and reduce the size of their bridgehead no matter what, understand?" he shouted at his men.

"Understood." The lieutenant colonel took the order to leave.

(End of this chapter)