Thunder Strikes Back

Chapter 809
Yahini kept well away from Amir's troops to avoid being accidentally injured by his reckless men, which allowed Amir to easily block the way and he was forced to give up his attacking rhythm.Amir pushed all kinds of artillery directly onto the street, and the trick of smashing the road is really very useful. Even the self-defense army who is not afraid of sacrifice will inevitably tremble when facing a giant cannon on the street.

Yahini also did not expect that the enemy would launch a resolute counterattack immediately under such a powerful offensive as Amir. From the overall situation, he must do something immediately to avoid too much loss to the 1st Armored Division.

However, he warned himself that he must not be blind. When fighting in a city with complex streets, a slight mistake may lead to a situation where there is no end to redemption. He must consider most of the details.All the streets are imprinted in his mind, but after being hit by shells, the terrain has long been out of shape. In addition, there are enemy spies hiding in high-end hotels. They may be condescending and see their actions.

The pickpocket Harish, who had just been interviewed by the Prime Minister two days ago, was walking through an underground pipeline overflowing with sewage.He had a flashlight around his neck, a bazooka in his hand, and three rockets on his back, but he had no other weapons.Not so long ago, when he was begging in the streets, he would often duck into these Victorian, well-connected sewer systems.In comparison, the sewers built after India's independence are much narrower.

He moved towards the huge shock ahead, which was his target—the enemy's cannon on the street.

These artillery pieces have become a nightmare for the city defenders. Every time they are fired, they will cause huge shock and casualties. Some troops hidden behind the buildings were unfortunately buried by the collapse of the buildings caused by the enemy's shelling.He got an order from his superiors to deal with these cannons by all means.

The nearest enemy gun fired every half minute, with a huge shock, almost overhead.

He quietly climbed up the iron ladder, carefully lifted the lid of the inspection well, and poked his head out.The surrounding lights are brightly lit, and a jeep pulling cannonballs can be seen driving past not far away.His eyes followed the jeep and saw a tracked chassis.After the deafening bombardment, a smoking metal cartridge fell to the ground with a clang.He raised the cover slightly, and found that it was a self-propelled artillery with a closed warhead, which looked like a tank, but the gun had a large caliber, thicker than the enemy tank guns he had seen before.He quietly removed the cover, carefully climbed out, and quickly disappeared into the darkness.

This is a Type 83 152mm caliber self-propelled artillery aided by China. The window on the side of the turret is open, and you can see the shirtless crew inside is stepping up the operation. Then keep shooting until it collapses.

Around the self-propelled artillery, there are already piles of smoking cartridges. It seems that it has stopped here and fired recklessly for a long time.Behind the chariot, some soldiers were cleaning and piling up new shells.Several commanders stood not far behind, observing with binoculars and pointing from time to time.

Harish seemed to be a veteran. He didn't rush to fire, but looked around first to find a favorable position and retreat.He used the shadows on the side of the street to move to the selected location. After moving quickly for a while, he hid before the enemy was about to shell. The huge flames during the shelling were enough to illuminate the entire street.He entered a half-destroyed building and ran up the stairs to the second floor, avoiding the rooms that were still burning.In the end, I chose a dark corner. Since the roof of the building has been lifted off, most of the four walls have collapsed, which is very conducive to launching the rocket launcher.He positioned the RPG on the edge of what might have been a huge hole in the window, and found the target in the scope.He was half sure that the rocket could be fired through the window opened in the self-propelled artillery turret, but he felt that was not the best solution.

During this time, the cannon fired again. A trembling building 400 meters away was instantly disintegrated by the force of the explosion and collapsed.

Seeing the soldiers on the jeep, the pickpocket accelerated to unload the ammunition and piled it behind the self-propelled artillery.He was determined to shoot the ammunition first, so that it would be more certain to detonate the ammunition, and he could reimburse dozens of enemy troops around him.He guessed that those watching with binoculars in the rear should be officers.

The artillery continued to move to one side, and it pointed to another target—a dilapidated building 500 meters away.Harish remembered that it was the Shirider Department Store, where he had burglarized more than once, but since the department store brought in professional Sikh security, things started to go bad.Those bearded men have a strong sense of responsibility, and they often chase after Santiao Street. They are much more powerful than the police and are very difficult to deal with.

Huge balls of fire burst from the muzzle of the self-propelled gun.The cannon was built to level New Delhi, and Harish watched as half of the department store collapsed.

A bazooka shot straight from behind while shelling, and the loud sound of the shelling attracted the attention of all the nearby Pakistani soldiers.Rockets hit ammunition piled in the open air.The flames of the explosion then engulfed the self-propelled gun and all nearby soldiers.

Pacianita's tank rushed over from a street, and in a blink of an eye, it reached Harish's feet. A mindless Khaled tank rushed to the battlefield at the same time. It got out of the flames and blocked the front.This tank from the 2nd Division received an order from above to rescue the friendly forces, but he didn't fully grasp the situation on the battlefield.The commander was hesitant to face the Leopard II tank in front of him. All his instincts told him that the aggressive tank was not his own, but he forced himself to control his impulse and watched as the Leopard II turned its muzzle and blasted himself. God.

Pascianita ordered all tanks to advance south, sweeping the Pakistani army.At the end of every street from east to west, there are several enemy artillery, and they are using flat fire to demolish the city.The quality of construction of most buildings in New Delhi makes them easily destroyed by a few grenade rounds.

The scenes of the battle between the two sides were transmitted to the whole world through the TV stations of various countries on the commanding heights of several hotels.The scene of the Pakistani army's heavy artillery approaching and firing at close range left a deep impression on the whole world.Every building hit by the artillery was a civilian target, and they destroyed everything with a destructive force.This scene of endless destruction caused public outrage. With the counterattack of the Indian tanks, it even aroused cheers from the reporter group on the top floor of the 30th floor of the Hilton Hotel.

Yahini moved carefully. He predicted before anyone else that the enemy might use the Leopard II to confuse himself.If he was asked to plan operations from the enemy's standpoint, he would certainly do the same. He reminded every crew to be careful of identifying friend or foe at night. Those Leopard II tanks from the German Wehrmacht did not have a top weapon station, and the shape of the turret was slightly different.

He ordered the most experienced 1st company to approach at the slowest speed to avoid suddenly hitting the enemy or the muzzle of nervous friendly tanks.

The tanks took cover from the ruins and headed northeast towards the continuous explosion.He hoped to be able to penetrate as close to the enemy's starting position as possible before firing.The silhouette of a huge tank appeared at the corner of the street ahead, and several vehicles passed by in a row, like M109 howitzers.

Both India and Pakistan have this kind of American-made artillery. It is difficult to distinguish the enemy from the appearance, but Yahini decisively ordered to fire. From the direction of the opponent's march and the formation of the infantry following him, he judged that this was a rearguard force following the enemy's tanks. , since it's a life-and-death night battle, he must bear some responsibility for his subordinates (if he makes a mistake).

The 28F86 self-centering artillery turned into a fireball in an instant. Against the backdrop of the fire, a large number of infantry fighting vehicles accelerated and slipped past the street ahead.Yahini ignored them, and he reminded the other crews to search carefully for priority targets.

In the ruins ahead, a silent cornet missile flew towards Yahini's chariot. Before hitting, Yahini saw the spiraling missile disappearing in front of the perimeter sight, and then a piercing sound came from the front. With a lengthy scream, the powerful jet pierced through the wedge-shaped armor in front of Yahini's eyes, and finally stopped at a place where the armor was five-sixths thick. Yahini, who was terrified, reached out and touched the front armor, and was immediately scalded back. Come on.He judged from the way the missile flew just now that it was a cornet missile, and its maximum armor-piercing capability exceeded 6 meter (homogeneous steel armor).He hurriedly called the 5rd company to deal with the infantry. The 1 tanks of the 3st company can only suppress the infantry with parallel machine guns. When the gunners are nervously searching for the main target, it is impossible to free up this weak machine gun to protect them.

VT4 tanks use curved fire weapons to suppress enemy infantry.A low-slung T90 tank tried to rely on the cover of the flames of the burning M109 to find a sufficient shooting angle across the ruins. This was obviously a reaction that only veterans could make.But Tasim is more experienced. When the M109 exploded and burned, destroying the entire frontal thermal image observation, he had already switched the white light channel. He could see the gun barrel raised high after the fire for the first time.

Tasim didn't have time for the standard ranging-to-tracking aiming step.Just use the crosshair in the rigidly connected scope to aim at the target, and then fire. At a distance of 200 meters, the shells are as accurate as lasers, and there is absolutely no need for ranging to calculate the trajectory.

Yahini didn't know how the enemy was hiding under the nose of aerial reconnaissance and assembled such a huge armored force in a short period of time. He estimated that the enemy was transporting troops through underground passages.He prayed that the air force had some way to exert its power at night and not let the enemy keep coming.

A J-1 fighter jet in the air is approaching rapidly. Since the enemy's anti-aircraft firepower has not yet been eradicated, the pilot Zhao Lin must use the fastest speed to pass over the target and find the enemy's newly dug exit on the subway route. Intelligence shows that the enemy Troops are being moved through the new concealed exit.

This time he was in charge of laser irradiation, and unlike usual, he could not fly too high.The bombing task was completed by a Su-30MKK. The Sukhoi plane carried two 2-ton bombs. If the bombing was successful, it could effectively destroy the possibility of the enemy's rapid mobilization of troops in this area.However, there is a building cover above the subway exit, so it is not easy to find.

He took the risk of using automatic level flight, slightly decelerated and flew over the target area from an altitude of 1000 meters, searching for the target through the field of vision of the reconnaissance indicator pod.Sure enough, I saw the green fluorescence on the huge roof, which was the mark left by the spies risking their lives.The location should be on the huge dome of the indoor swimming pool.

He aimed his crosshairs at the roof and fired the laser.The bomber flew over the target and dropped two 2-ton laser-guided bombs.

The bomb penetrated the roof of the building and fell right near the secret exit that Pasade's 471st Engineer Brigade had completed a few days earlier.The huge explosion immediately detonated about 50 tons of ammunition and 20 vehicles piled up around it.In the light of the fire, people witnessed a mushroom cloud rising in the center of New Delhi.

In the 2nd Army Headquarters in the north of New Delhi, Pasad was anxiously waiting for two pieces of news. One was the result of the interim government meeting chaired by Jamilon, from which he hoped to judge the prospects of the political line; According to the news there, the insider of the Prime Minister's Office told him that a few hours ago, the Prime Minister took poison and stayed alone in the bedroom, and there might be results soon.As for the situation on the battlefield, he was no longer the most concerned.He originally estimated that with the strong city, he could fight for a month and still have time to play his cards calmly. Now it seems that this estimate is too optimistic.

"Report, I just received a telegram from Meneam's headquarters. It's a letter from Jamelon." The adjutant ran in and said.

"Oh, what did he say?"

"He wants us to focus on the bigger picture, end this senseless war soon, join a coalition government and rebuild India."

"Who wants to hear this nonsense, it's all nonsense preaching; what I want to know is whether there is any part of the conference he called about India and the status of the Indian Army after the war?"

"He mentioned that Lieutenant General Meneam and the Air Force have agreed to serve his government. He mentioned that the army will play the role of ensuring the integrity of the country in the post-war reconstruction. He also said that he can guarantee that the soldiers who surrendered him , will definitely not appear on the list of war criminals listed by the Pakistanis."

"The list of war criminals?"

Pasad waved his hand and asked the adjutant to go down. He felt that he might have missed the best opportunity. Originally, he wanted to skip Jamilon and directly negotiate with China about India's future, but obviously his weight was far from enough. Now Even if he cooperates with Jamie Lun, his role will not be too great.

A week ago, he had an army of 80 to 90 in his hands, but now, no one in his staff knows the specific strength of the troops under the control of the headquarters.The hometowns of a large number of soldiers recruited from the north are already in enemy-occupied areas. The people in the army are fluctuating, and the lack of rations makes it more difficult to control.There was a saying among the soldiers that it was better to eat in a Chinese prisoner-of-war camp than in an Indian army.At noon, the staff estimated that there were only about half of the troops still able to fight.

The phone on the desk rang, and he grabbed the receiver. It was Charmain calling.

"How is it? The Prime Minister is gone?"

"No, not yet, my insider told me that he is still alone in the room, nothing happened," Charmain said nervously, "the enemy tank is 1 km away, I am really worried that he will lose his courage , was finally captured alive by the Pakistanis, this is simply the worst case scenario."

"Yes, anyway, he is a symbol of Indian resistance. He should avoid being judged by the enemy."

"I think... if necessary, I have to go to the Prime Minister's Office again."

"What do you want to do?" Pasade became alert.

"I won't do anything. I just want to have a frank talk with Prime Minister Kahan for the last time. I hope he can think clearly about India's final way out and know what he can do for this country in the end."

"No matter what you think, you don't have much time. Enemy tanks may break through to Shaw Street at any time and surround the Prime Minister's Office."

"I know."

In the basement of the Prime Minister's Office of India, Kahan is still sitting in his basement, watching the TV on the wall.Western TV is still available here.So he didn't need to brave the artillery fire to reach the ground, but he could also see the sea of ​​fire in New Delhi, the firing of the enemy's heavy artillery, and the devastation of lives.

(End of this chapter)