Dominate South Asia

A small shrimp can't make any big waves. Punjab is not far from New Delhi. If the riots here are known to the Iron Lady in New Delhi, the officials here will definitely be in trouble.

Now the Prime Minister is very annoyed. In the Kashmir region, the side has mobilized several divisions of troops to fight with the Pakistanis, but until now, there has been no breakthrough and heavy casualties.

Who dares to bother the Iron Lady for things here again? Deceiving the superiors and the subordinates is the basic principle of being an official. Therefore, the leaders of Punjab mobilized more police to come to the vicinity of the Golden Temple to maintain order, hoping to calm down the riots as soon as possible.

In order to prevent ordinary Sikhs from being too disgusted with the police, most of the police are not equipped with pistols. Most of them are batons. Of course, in order to control the riots, some carry non-lethal weapons such as tear gas.

They don't know that a bigger crisis is waiting for them.

Countless policemen patrolled around the Golden Temple. In the past two days, they did not seem to see more Sikh fanatics attacking the police. They began to relax. There were already thousands of policemen around. With so many policemen, I don't think those Sikhs would cause any trouble.

Moreover, it was only some fanatics among the Sikhs who were causing trouble. Most of the Sikhs lived according to their original trajectory. As the main agricultural production area, many Sikhs worked in the fields.

There was a lot of rain here. It was late autumn, the harvest season. The workers in the fields were waving sickles and harvesting rice.

"Tutu, tututu." Several people in robes rode ordinary motorcycles. Coming from a distance, when they walked to the small road in the field, suddenly, the person in the back seat shook out the gun in his hand.

"Da da, da da da." The gunshots were loud, and countless Sikhs screamed and fell in their own fields, their blood. The fields were dyed red, and they still held sickles in their hands, and their eyes were never closed.

They were innocent. In a war involving the whole country, how many innocent people would there be?

More Sikhs stood up angrily, waving sickles in their hands and rushing towards the attackers. This is a brave nation.

The attackers fired a volley of bullets and the motorcycle started running.

"Chase, chase!" The reins of the donkey tied to the ground were untied. The Sikhs chased after them, but they were too slow and could only watch those people disappear in front of them.

They were heading towards the gathering area of ​​Indians!

This was the revenge of the Indians, revenge for the bloodshed during this period!

When the news was passed back to the Golden Temple, Bhindranwale's eyes narrowed into a slit. He had no excuse, but now. He already had a good opportunity.

"Today, the Hindus attacked us! They killed our innocent people! Behind this incident, it was that bitch Indira who instigated it! She didn't want us to build our own country!" Bhindranwale said: "Blood debts must be paid with blood, and now, it's time for the Indians to pay the price!"

Wrapped in a circle of bullet belts and holding a machine gun in his hand, Christian shouted loudly below: "Revenge, now. Let's kill those murderers!"

The rage of revenge burned in everyone's heart. With weapons in hand, they were fearless!

A few kilometers away from the Golden Temple.

Osama stood under a big tree, and his motorcycle was thrown away halfway. They had completed their mission, pretending to be Hindus. Shooting Sikh civilians!

"Captain, why did we fire at those villagers?" Although he had completed the mission, Abd was still a little puzzled.

"For our cause." Osama said: "War is massacre. Only by doing this can we stop India from fighting and prevent our situation on the western front from getting out of control. We are protecting our Afghan people's government."

War is killing! Osama received the order from Muhammad, and Muhammad hinted to Osama that at the critical moment, he should provoke the unrest here as soon as possible. Therefore, in addition to selling weapons to the Sikhs, Osama pretended to be a Hindu and shot those Sikhs. In this way, the hatred between the two sides was formed.

If Bhindranwale's penis is not hard enough and he doesn't do it, then he will continue to shoot a few of them tomorrow.

Suddenly, gunshots were heard in the distance.

"They are doing it!" A subordinate holding a telescope saw the armed men coming out of the Golden Temple, holding guns and attacking the police with batons.

"Bhindranwale is a man! Let's go!" Osama said.

As the unrest here intensifies, the Indians will send out army troops to block this place. If they don't leave, it will be too late.

Attacking the police or shooting, now, let's see how the Iron Lady will deal with these people! And the Sikhs are not vegetarians. In many areas, uprisings will break out one after another. Yes, uprisings! I should bring another batch of weapons to continue supporting their just cause!

"Let's go." Osama said.

Now, there is no need for them to instigate anymore.

The Indian police were not prepared at all. After the shooting in the field, they sent a team to deal with it. Most of them are still here to maintain order.

When they were on alert, they saw militants rushing out of the Golden Temple, raising their guns and shouting: "Indians, get out of here! This is Sikh land! This is the country of Khalistan!"

These Sikhs don’t even admit that they are Indians!

Before the police had time to react, the fanatics had already fired bullets at them. The other party seemed to have just learned how to shoot, holding the trigger until the entire magazine was empty.

The policeman who was hit will have several holes in his body and will be dead.

Attack the police! This is no longer a simple attack on the police, this is rebellion!

The police quickly retreated, leaving dozens of corpses behind. They needed to quickly report to their superiors. They were only maintaining law and order and were simply unable to deal with this kind of rebellion.

The red-eyed Sikh relied on his own weapons to drive away the nearby police.

"Drive away all the Hindus too!" Christian shouted loudly: "If they don't leave, we will use the weapons in our hands!"

Everyone's eyes were full of enthusiasm, and the victory just now stimulated them.

Due to the large number of ethnic groups, riots often occurred in India in the past, but only after Nehru integrated India, such riots gradually became less common.

Now, national unrest has begun again.

The leaders of Punjab were shocked that these rioters actually had weapons! This time, it turned into a real riot!

Helpless, they could only continue to report that the Punjab army had been transferred to Jammu. They had to quickly control the riot, otherwise... the consequences would be disastrous!

New Delhi.

"What's going on with the 7th Armored Brigade? Is it that difficult to open a mountain pass?" Iron Lady looked at the large-scale map and asked the Army Chief of Staff.

The ordinary army went up and said that the opponent's firepower was too strong and they could not charge. Now, the armored brigades have been mobilized, but there is still no progress.

"The Pakistanis are very cunning. They blew up the road. If we want to go up, we have to build the road first. Our engineers just built the bridge, and the Pakistani air force blew up again. We were delayed there. We can't attack for several days."

The road was difficult to walk, and it was often bombed by Pakistan Air Force aircraft. More than half of the armored troops were lost before they even entered the mountain pass.

With the loss of air supremacy, any combat operation will have to pay a higher price. Although India has a numerical advantage, objective conditions limit the use of their forces. If they are on the plains, they are enough to defeat the Pakistanis on the opposite side. Trampled all to death.

"How are the preparations for the Western Front?" Iron Lady continued to ask. It will be difficult to take the Kashmir Valley for a while, so let's get it back on the western border! Millions of Indian troops marched into Pakistan and captured several big cities!

Even if Pakistan cannot really be destroyed, it can still take over the land of Pakistan!

"The autumn grain is about to be harvested. Our main grain-producing area is Punjab, which is close to the border with Pakistan. Our main problem now is the lack of ammunition. In terms of logistics, we have to import a batch of ammunition from abroad to be able to use it adequately."

Even the ammunition reserves are insufficient! This kind of army is simply too bad! The Iron Lady has never paid much attention to the troops, but now she realizes that there is a war coming, and she doesn't even have enough ammunition! This cannot be blamed on India. India has always used IWC equipment. Moreover, the country's industrial capabilities are too poor. The military does not use the things it makes itself. It is much safer to buy outsourced equipment than to make it yourself.

"What's going on in the logistics department?" Iron Lady couldn't help but frowned.

Just when the Iron Lady was about to roar, a secretary hurried in from outside: "Report to the Prime Minister, large-scale riots occurred among the Sikhs in Punjab. They attacked the police. More than 30 police officers have died in the line of duty. They "We are also driving out non-Sikhs from the land, and many local people have been forced to leave."

Punjab? Isn't this a major grain-producing area? After losing the Kashmir Valley, which is the most important granary, how could there be large-scale riots?

The Iron Lady's eyes focused on the document. After browsing it quickly, she threw the document hard on the table.

"A bunch of losers!" the Iron Lady said: "Withdraw the Punjab and put it under the direct jurisdiction of the government. Order the army to immediately station in the entire Punjab and enter Amritsar! At this time, we must show our strong stance!" (To be continued~ ^~)

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