Thunder Strikes Back

Chapter 770 Expanding Strength
People like Amir are certainly not interested in the rags on the battlefield. For him, logistical support and the front line are two concepts, and he never considers anything other than combat; but Yahini is different. , He has a soft spot for tinkering. In his opinion, this tank cemetery is a treasure worth digging. He knows that Pakistan can provide enough soldiers. The tank soldier school will drive a large number of tractors in a quick way. Or young people who have repaired cars and trained as tank soldiers, what is lacking now are weapons.

Yahini borrowed a box of chalk from the division headquarters, and then flew over several battlefields in a Z-9 helicopter of the division headquarters, and finally flew to the area where the [-]st Armored Division was besieged by the White Tiger Division a month ago.

He asked the pilot to fly low and look down at the battlefield. He could see all kinds of military vehicles parked here and there, no different from a month ago. It seems that no one has seriously counted what can be used here.

The practice of the Chinese army dismantling the Longmen Crane and sending it to the front line really shocked the Pakistani military officers. Then they built a repair shop and a damaged weapons storage yard next to the Northern Railway, and began to restore damaged equipment in large quantities, and even repaired many of them. Less Indian tanks.There are rumors that they collected a batch of parts common to Indian tanks from relevant countries before the war.

The Pakistani army lacks repair capabilities and sufficient repair machinery. This is why Yahini suddenly remembered the significance of the two M88 repair vehicles he saw on the side of the road yesterday. But Rahman has been to the scene to see them, they are still parked in the gutter, and the fuel tank is even full.The several machine repair companies of the 1st Armored Division lack enthusiasm for their own work, and their tasks are limited to minor repairs. They often give up weapons hastily under the pretext of lack of large-scale equipment.

Of course, having said that, those equipped by the machine repair company, the old-fashioned Type 653 armored repair vehicle does not have enough lifting capacity (10 tons).But for some simple repairs, they don't necessarily do a good job.If there are no spare parts in the rear warehouse, few people will restore the vehicle by scavenging the intact assembly on the battlefield.After seeing the support capabilities of the Chinese army, Yahini knows the importance of lifting equipment and sense of responsibility. In addition to putting together severely damaged tanks to make complete tanks, Yahini can also remove parts from returned tanks for emergencies .

"Now that there are American repair cars, let's see what excuses they can find to grind foreign labor. They must find a confidant to watch them work."

Sitting on the helicopter, he said bitterly that the M88A2 has a lifting capacity of more than 30 tons, and of course it was designed according to the standards for repairing Western tanks.Of course, the Indians didn't pay much attention to these equipment, and even discarded it on the side of the road to support the enemy, and didn't even throw a grenade to destroy it when they fled.

"Captain, is it a landing?" the helicopter pilot said, "I saw the division headquarters landing field at that time, and grass grew, but it can still land."

"Okay, come down, I have to take a good look."

The helicopter descended slowly and finally landed on a flat ground.Although both the Indian and Pakistani armies have withdrawn here, it is not that no one pays attention.

Indian farmers in nearby villages are collecting all kinds of metals on this battlefield. They drive agricultural vehicles with 3 or 4 wheels, and drive donkey carts through the middle of the battlefield.Men were banging on various vehicles, and women were dismantling equipment on the side of the road, trying to get something of value from it.

The villagers saw a helicopter coming down, and they didn't dodge it, for them.If there is anything in this war that can soothe the wounds, it is that there are still things that can be obtained from the battlefield.However, most of the illiterate peasants don't know much about war machines, and the dismantling work seems to be pointless. No one goes straight to the important parts where precious metals are hidden. The abandoned cars were dismantled into eight pieces. At a glance, all the trucks had no wheels or tarpaulins, and some even had their seats removed.

"These fools come really fast, don't let them mess around," Yahini stood on a high ground and looked around, like a lion watching a group of hyenas robbing his carrion, "Can you contact the division headquarters and let the direct subordinates The guards are here to stand guard?"

"Captain, are you kidding the captain? Let the guards look at these garbage?" The pilot said in surprise.

"These are rubbish? This Li is the key to victory. It seems that you can't be a general."

He watched in the distance an Indian child climbed onto the turret of a 96 tank and urinated into it recklessly.Then, with a crowbar, he smashed off the vent pipe at the back of the tank, and carried it away.

"This little bastard is really damned. If our support troops are half as hardworking as them, our division will not get smaller and smaller." What he said is indeed the truth. When the 1st Armored Division is fully equipped, there are 3 armored regiments , Now only 4 battalions can be pieced together. Without the full support of the local tyrants in the Middle East, even these belongings would not be available.

"What are you going to do? It's 40 kilometers away from the station. We can't find a tractor to pull these things back."

"The repair team can come here. Yes, the repairs here can be done without Amir, and I want to scare him."

He said excitedly and walked down the high slope, and then jumped on a broken tank. There was a hole in the turret, which was probably pierced by a 125mm armor-piercing shell, but there were no other signs of being penetrated. He stuck his head in Inside the turret, it was determined that no fire had occurred inside, and most of the equipment was intact.He made a mark with chalk on the turret, and his consciousness prioritized repairs.After jumping off, he quickly ran to the other one. After observing it, he made another mark, indicating that the internal damage was serious, but the engine was intact.

The pilot and a few divisional communications soldiers who came along randomly were not impressed by his perverse behavior. They followed casually and occasionally fired a few shots into the sky to drive away the nearby villagers. In their opinion, this fool must be promoted Too fast, deliberately trying to do something unexpected to attract the attention of superiors.

Huge dust was raised on the road in the distance, and several heavy transport vehicles were faintly visible, driving on the road, and heavy equipment wrapped in canvas was parked behind the vehicles.From the outline, it looks like a tank. Not only is the turret huge, but there is also an automatic weapon station on it.

"Captain, is this the new tank from the division headquarters?"

"Yes, it belongs to our teacher." Yahini said coldly. He knew that those things were not for him. According to rumors, another younger brother of the prince might also secretly join the attack, so the aid Amir received in the end Maybe it will exceed expectations. Anyway, those rich people always want to use their linear thinking to solve problems. No one wants to listen to the opinion of a country mason who didn't go to military school?Now he can only rely on himself to expand his strength, at least the deputy division commander will support his approach.

Inside the Safford John Hospital in New Delhi.

Dr. Mulit just woke up after sleeping for 6 hours. He used the hospital radio to secretly listen to the short-wave news of the Jamilan government. It was a pity that he did not hear the news of the shooting down of the plane cup by the senior Indian official.

Guard posts were added at the entrance of the hospital, and martial law was imposed in the surrounding neighborhoods. Even foreign journalists with a pass issued by the Ministry of Defense were not allowed to enter this area, and doctors were not allowed to leave without special permission. , is a small limitation.

The hospital was full of all kinds of wounded soldiers.About one platoon of military police entered the hospital in the morning and began to check the identities of the wounded soldiers, looking for uninjured deserters and those who avoided the battle due to self-injury.This is indeed a strange place. The Indian Ministry of Defense has never been so strict with the wounded and sick in the past. It seems that this kind of thing will not happen without high-level decision-making. Maybe there has been a change in the high-level?

Mullit quickly completed an operation. The anti-aircraft gunner who suffered a head injury failed to survive and died on the operating table. The 19-year-old soldier was hit by fragments of ammunition that fell from the sky and was probably fired by himself. head.

Due to unstable power supply, the hospital's MRI equipment could not be used, and the simple operation to remove the shrapnel became very blind and dangerous. The doctors in the anesthesiology department also received a written notice to restrict the use of anesthetics because the stock was running out.

While the doctor was waiting for the next wounded soldier, people from the Self-Defense Forces Headquarters rushed into the waiting room.A senior officer of the Self-Defense Forces was blasted in the stomach and unable to move.The Self-Defense Forces Command hopes to find a surgeon who is proficient in suturing blood vessels and go there in person.

Most of the doctors present did not want to take the job, only Dr. Mullit volunteered.For him, this is an excellent opportunity for him to collect military intelligence. Even if he doesn't have the opportunity to use his mobile phone, being able to show himself in front of the military will be good for future intelligence work.

With an experienced nurse, he drove out of the martial law area in a jeep and drove all the way to the headquarters of the Self-Defense Forces.

When the jeep passed through Nehru Park, you could also see some captured enemy equipment piled up on the grass.A few months ago, these heavy weapons were pulled here as a symbol of the conquest of Pakistan. At that time, it was an unprecedented event. Every day, a large number of nationals holding national flags came to visit.But things are different, now here is deserted.

The tank with hundreds of circles painted on its gun barrel stood out. It stood proudly on a grassy field with its gun barrel pointing in the direction of the Prime Minister's Office. There was a sign erected in front of the tank.

Before Dr. Mulit's son was recruited as a military doctor, the whole family took photos together in front of the two tanks.He still clearly remembers that the sign reads: "General Spanga's troops seized weapons after defeating the remnants of the enemy in the Baluchistan area."

The photo is now in his wallet, and he takes it out every night when he wakes up from a nightmare, and then sits there until dawn.

It can be seen from a distance that the simple, low, light-colored building at the end of the street has sandbags piled up around the walls, and an armored vehicle is parked at the door, looking jittery.

There is the headquarters of the Self-Defense Forces, which used to be the Chinese embassy in India not long ago.After the embassy personnel were evacuated, it was occupied by the Self-Defense Forces and used as the headquarters.The reason why the Self-Defense Forces chose this place was that they were eager to regain the first piece of land, but there were also rumors that the high-level officials of the Self-Defense Forces believed that the Chinese would not attack here.

The jeep drove to the command gate.Some people came over to briefly check the surgical equipment, but they didn't search the body, they only searched the mobile phone and let it go. Obviously they were not wary of the doctor.

There is a pen in Mullit's chest pocket, which is a spy tool provided by the upline, which can be used for eavesdropping and taking pictures, and of course, if necessary, it can also be used for writing.

He and the nurse, led by a military officer, walked into the second-floor building of the embassy.The soldiers who came in and out all had serious faces, showing that the battle situation was not good. The officers were talking to each other from time to time, but unfortunately they couldn't hear clearly.

While the doctor was waiting in the corridor on the second floor, two more officers passed by.This time they can be heard talking about Singh's death.One of them said disdainfully: A traitor like him should have been hanged.Another expressed concern about the prospect of war. He felt that Singh had fled apparently because he saw the prospect of war.

Someone came out and took the doctor into a room. The room was in a mess, and it seemed to be used as a temporary operating room.There is still a large piece of ashes in the corner that has not been cleaned up. Maybe the Chinese burned a lot of things here before they evacuated.

In the room, two large desks were put together to form an operating table.Surrounded by several cold light lamps for surgery, the wounded in tattered military uniforms were lying on their backs, with blood transfusions being connected to their bodies.A military doctor was watching over the wounded. The wounded was in a coma, his face was pale, and the internal bleeding was estimated to be very serious.

Taking advantage of the nurse's time to measure the heart rate and blood pressure, Mulit briefly exchanged a few words with the military doctor.

The chief of the Self-Defense Forces was wounded in the subway passage below Gandhi Airport.At that time, the engineers were removing an unexploded bomb thrown by a Chinese drone into the tunnel. In order to show courage, the captain stood upright not far away, and from time to time joked to his fearful subordinates. At that time, he happened to say that if China People can foresee that there are such brave officers in India, and a bomb with a delay fuze should be thrown down.As a result, the bomb really exploded, and the shrapnel hit the soft abdomen. When it was transported here, the person was already unconscious. The busy military doctor checked and found that the shrapnel hit the abdominal artery. Because it was internal bleeding, it was not taken seriously. I missed it. This is the time to send him to the Army Hospital as soon as possible.

Now it needs an experienced doctor to suture the blood vessels and remove the shrapnel before sending it to the hospital.Most of the military doctors of the Self-Defense Forces came from medical schools, and they were fanatics who had not yet graduated, but they were blinded immediately when they encountered problems.

Mu Lite immediately started simple disinfection and invited all irrelevant people out.When he was preparing the tools, he asked the nurse to cut the blood-soaked military uniform very carefully without any burden.

The military uniform was stuck to her body, so the nurse could only use scissors to cut the uniform into strips and remove them piece by piece, but in the end her scissors caught something and could not continue.

"Doctor, there is something on his chest. It seems that he needs diagonal scissors, but unfortunately he didn't bring it."

"Leave it to me, you cut off the sleeve over there."

After finishing the work, the doctor carefully opened his clothes and found that there was still a stack of plastic maps stuffed inside. Even though it was stained with blood, some hand-painted marks on the map could be seen.It appears that the careless medic hadn't cleared out the contents of the chest pocket because the wound was in the abdomen.

He slowly pulled out the map from inside, it was not easy to unfold it in public, but the scale was not large, maybe it was only a part of the area.He casually threw the map on a chair beside him and stopped looking at it, then quickly cut open his clothes and started the operation.

There were three people in the room, besides him there was a nurse and a young military doctor, he thought, he must try to distract them.

(End of this chapter)