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This special warfare expert with the rank of senior colonel is all ears.
Liu Weiping didn’t say anything about it. He went to the sand table, his sharp eyes fell on the endless mountains in the south of the western line, and his brows frowned. This desolate and cold land, Indra’s 100,000 troops were trapped in the Sikania Valley, and the Pakistani army collided and roared, smashing them in piles and piles. The war here involved the whole Indra nerve, and the life and death of 100,000 soldiers made the whole Indra government restless. Until now, the Pakistani army still firmly controlled the western line and took the initiative in the south battlefield. For Indra, the situation here was terrible. Desperate, a general with a little brain won’t take over such a rotten stall, but Lieutenant General Virgin will be stubborn and rush to the south of the West Line with three guards. What tricks does he have to bring the south group of the West Line back to life? The terrain there is so bad that several divisions can’t get through the way, but he resolutely persuaded Indra’s Ministry of Defence not to invest in the strategic reserve. What kind of killing is hidden in Indra’s rare general? Liu Weiping hates this kind of feeling that the dangerous terrain in the south of the western line is extremely beneficial to the Pakistani army. If Indra people can kill 100 Pakistani troops without counting casualties, then at least 10 of them are exhausted and the morale of the Pakistani army is like a rainbow, but Liu Weiping knows that the terrain is a double-edged sword, which greatly limits the Indra people’s movement and also limits the Pakistani deployment of the Pakistani army. The iron fence seems unbreakable, but otherwise, once the Indra people break through the main points.
It’s quite difficult to mobilize troops to get them back. It’s not who can fight better, but who can get it better!
Liu Weiping rubs his temples, no matter you hit you, I’ll hit you, I’ll see what happens! It seems that we have to talk to Admiral Gianni.
The snow has stopped, but the wind hasn’t stopped. The snow powder is flying so cold that it is almost impossible to breathe. The railway is almost buried in the snow and turned into a ball with no head. Snow Dragon railway transportation is temporarily paralyzed. Indra railway engineers are cleaning the railway snow with the cold. In such cold weather, one by one, they are still sweating, while several people in charge of the car are shaking like a hanhao bird in the cold wind, panting and stamping their feet, but no one dares to cheep because they have just gone through the hardships and walked out of the mountains. Lieutenant General Virgin stands erect and straight in the cold wind. Cold, the dividend sword is as sharp as a sword, and the breath is released, which makes everyone’s eyelids jump wildly, while Lieutenant Debana Khan around him guards him like a shadow. The eerie smell of death is chilling, even if he is lazy, he can’t expect anything in front of him. Try to make himself look more like a soldier. You know, this lieutenant is a commander in the west and south. Who dares to provoke him?
A helicopter stopped, whirled and whirled, and the wind blew the snow far away. This is an emergency Mi -17 helicopter. In this weather, flying to the front line by helicopter is simply a hard lesson. Several important generals crashed when they visited the front line by helicopter, but Lieutenant General Virgin was desperate! It seems that it is enough for him to be held back by the Chinese special forces for a day. The situation is changing rapidly, and it is possible to decide the victory or defeat in three minutes. It is a whole day! He must get to the front as soon as possible. What’s the danger? No, when he thought about listing an officer’s safety problem, he directly replied, "Death hasn’t seen me yet!"
The helicopter has been ready to take off in the silent prayer of the pilot, but the lieutenant general has to wait for another five minutes because there are still people who have not followed. The lieutenant general is really stubborn in this regard.
Two figures helped each other with one foot deep and one foot shallow, and slowly came along. Lieutenant General Virgin took a breath and quickly greeted him.
Brother Ganga’s face was gray and brother Josh was wounded in many places, but they were all alive, which was better than anything. Lieutenant General Virgin said excitedly, "Thank God you are all alive!"
Brother Ganjia calmly smiled and said, "Fortunately, there is no dead Chinese. Why don’t you leave?" It is very precious to know! "
Lieutenant General Virgin said, "How can I go ahead when there are still five minutes before our appointment? You can fly if you are all right.
Machine to the front to find the best doctor and medicine for you …………………………… "
Brother Josh shook his head. "No, general, we can escort you here. It will drag you down if we act with you again. Let’s part ways. Of course, I suggest that you wait a few hours. Three more powerful monks will come to pick us up and escort you to the front."
Lieutenant General Virgin said, "No need. I think the enemy will die after such a heavy loss. You are badly hurt and must be treated. Go to the front line and go to the hospital with the best equipment."
Brother Ganjia said, "Our injury doesn’t matter, but if you decide not to wait for Brother Bitter, don’t wave any more. Let’s leave the horse and wait for no one."
Lieutenant General Virgin hesitated and said, "Well, let’s say goodbye for the time being." He called the person in charge of the car and asked the two bitter monks to make sure that the best medicine was not wrong.
The person in charge naturally promised.
After these, Lieutenant General Virgin sincerely said to the two bitter monks, "I am very grateful to you for everything I have done, and I will never forget your kindness."
The two bitter monks both smiled and Brother Josh said, "General Pavilion, we are not helping you, but guarding Indra. You are Indra Rama and Arjun. We wish you success and defeat the pagans!"
Lieutenant General Virgin said, "Thank you, I will!" According to the highest Hindu etiquette, I gave a big gift to two bitter monks, then shook hands with them again and took Lieutenant Debanahan to the helicopter.
The helicopter almost flew close to the railway, and soon the car was thrown behind. Lieutenant General Virgin was tired and looked at the gray railway in the dark ahead, and he couldn’t see the end clearly. Just like the fate of man, he closed his eyes and slept first.
China, Pakistan’s most elite special forces failed to kill him, and his adventure is about to begin.
Occasionally, a large black helicopter is flying with strong wind at a distance of about 100 kilometers from the Lieutenant General’s plane. Although this weather is bad, it is not so terrible for the black devil to dare to carry out long-distance flight training in stormy weather. The pilots rely on rich experience and advanced equipment to avoid danger again and again, but their foreheads are a little sweaty. Of course, don’t expect to fly more stably. These special forces have long been used to fighting for food. It looks like a huge heavy multi-way helicopter. Now it is a bit crowded because there are three stretchers in the cabin. I, Xiao Guangxi and Major Black are lying on stretchers.
That’s right. Look before I pass out.
It was the Black Devil who rushed to me. After a short and fierce battle, they rushed to take away the enemy. The glorious bullet in my hand was thrown far away, which saved my life. This is the second time I played the glorious bullet. The first time I fought the sniper with the digital infantry in self-defense, it was the teacher’s wife who saved me. Later, my comrades all laughed at my life. When I pulled the glorious bullet, reinforcements arrived in small Guangxi and shouted for me to prepare more keys. Of course, this monkey may not be in the mood now. I can’t call out the head of the most critical situation. With his last strength, he climbed out of the cave and fired at the outflanking enemy, killing three people. He was also shot with two bullet-proof vests in his chest, which saved his life. However, the huge kinetic energy still shocked him into vomiting blood and coma, and he was probably bleeding. Now this strange monkey is lying still, and the major in black is not injured lightly. At least a dozen or twenty wounds have become bloody. A lot of blood loss has made him very weak and poisoned. He is also lying still and trying to cooperate with the medical soldiers to treat me. Among the four of us, Shaolin Batman was slightly injured and could still sit there munching on chocolate. His right shoulder was shot through the chest by a branch and was blocked by a bulletproof vest, but the blow was also shattered. This injury was enough for him to keep for half a month. Captain Black Devil smiled bitterly. "It’s been more than ten years, and it’s the first time we’ve tasted such a fiasco."
Shaolin Batman is calm and self-possessed. "Winning or losing is a common occurrence in military strategists." So who can be fooled by that anger burning in his eyes? If those intelligence workers are around him at the moment, maybe he will break four or five of their flank bones with one punch to vent his anger on his comrades in the hands of the suffering monk!
Captain Black Devil said, "Hell, it was two bitter monks who messed up all our plans. Ah San doesn’t despise it!"
Shaolin Xiaobing said, "After all, it’s really a ghost that the splendid culture of the ancient country has not bred some talents for thousands of years, but it doesn’t matter that the chances of encountering them in the battlefield will be very small after the roles are few." He swallowed the last bit of chocolate and punched the helicopter bulkhead. "Hum Virgin, don’t die too early!"
The helicopter flew up and down to Pakistan with the anger of Shaolin Batman. The first round of this war has officially ended here, and the curtain has been lifted, and a more tragic war is about to begin.
Unfortunately, this has nothing to do with the serious injuries of the three of us, forcing the three of us to become spectators of this war. Is this lucky or unfortunate?
Chapter DiYiSan Purgatory Valley (1)
The cold snow finally passed, and the dim sun rose to the sky and shone powerfully on Kashmir, a desolate and troubled land.
Brigadier General Tagur of Tanqueray is wrapped in a dirty blanket, and his fingers are stiff with a pen and notes, and his chief of staff is curled up like an ostrich in his sleeping bag, snoring contentedly. Even if he is whipped, don’t try to pull him up. You know, sleep has become the most luxurious thing for these generals since he was trapped in a tight encirclement. Ordinary soldiers can sleep soundly after the battle unless they receive new orders, but they can’t. When the soldiers rest, they have to rack their brains to plan a round of war.
There are few people who can hide in the car, and there are marching blankets and sleeping bags. Most people can hide in the lee and huddle together, barely being frozen. The sun shines on them. Their faces are as pale as the sun, and they can’t help shivering and groaning. Now these soldiers are covered in mud and ice, their eyelids are swollen, their eyes are bloodshot, their hair is dirty and their clothes are tattered. You can smell their thick body odor from afar, and their uniforms have become like tofu. They are not like an army, but like a group of flowers
Tagur heard a quarrel, opened the hatch and looked out. It turned out that several soldiers were wrestling. God knows whether it was a blanket or a compressed biscuit. He smiled bitterly and found that materials were extremely scarce, so conflicts became more and more frequent, and he was able to shrink back and continue writing.
"Choguri
My dear, the most outstanding classmate of my generation, your prediction has unfortunately come true. Our cause of recruiting Pakistan has encountered great setbacks. The northern group on the western front was overwhelmed by the soldiers of the Pakistani army, while the southern group on the western front was trapped by infidels. In this purgatory in Skania Valley, the infidels poured gunfire at us condescendingly and madly. Broken bodies were everywhere, and twisted car wrecks were everywhere. Our blood dyed Kashmir snow dark black.
The pagans didn’t launch a general attack. Their very purpose was to consume our supplies little by little and finally let our whole camp freeze to death. The fact that they are starving to death is that we are running towards success step by step. We can rely on less and less supplies. Every drop of a box will cause a fight. The soldiers rushed to the box at a sprint speed of 100 meters, and opened it as quickly as possible. If it was found that there was ammunition in it, the horse scolded and left. If it was filled with food, it would inevitably lead to looting. It was more and more difficult for me to master the troops. In their eyes, it was the stupidity of our generals that got them into this death. Their respect for us became more and more limited, and their opposition to each other grew more and more difficult.
heresy
Fighters control the sky, and every time we throw it, we have to pay a great price, but the materials that are successfully delivered to us are so few. Even the army has been trapped by pagans and forced to throw it into a bottom grave. Despite its best efforts, we are still extremely short of food, ammunition, medicine, By … we lack all the materials needed by an army, we don’t have razors to shave, we don’t have reasoning, we don’t have boots to replace, and we don’t have clean clothes to change into. Every attack was repelled by pagans. Before the tanks in the mountainous areas were hit, they pushed the tanks full of dead bodies to the bottom of the abyss, and the retreat was completely blocked. This is the only thing they can do. After several failures, the soldiers are willing to attack again. It seems that they are suicidal to attack enemy positions! They either talk fiercely against the chief executive or silently respond to all orders from the chief executive. Only when our fighters pass by will they regain a little morale.
Choguri, you are lucky that you are more sober than all of us. You have not fallen into such a desperate situation. Now I deeply envy staying in Arunachal. You have come. We have lost our goal. There is a mountain, a mountain, a valley and a valley fighting for us. It is meaningless to sacrifice. The southern group of the western line has become Indra’s burden. Our troops have begun to appear deserters and have no way to shoot several of them in succession. I have no doubt that if the situation does not improve, I will be shot from behind! But we have lost the ability to turn the tide. Patania, the gambler opportunists, has brought us into a desperate situation … Oh, here comes the engine rumbling again. I hope Brahma will have mercy on us and throw more materials … "
Brahma doesn’t seem to be Indra’s side. It’s almost a transport plane that just dropped four fighters in the first box, and then a meteor flashed. Indra pilots gave a groan in their hearts. They knew that this light and beautiful fighter was powerful, its power was strong, its maneuverability was superior, and its radar and fire control were very advanced. Even Mirage -2 was difficult to parry. Earlier, this celestial star set an arrogant record, one fighter fighter fighter was ten against two MIG -29 s and two MIG -21 s. As a result, two MIG-21s and one MIG -29 were beaten to death, and the last one was crippled into a third-class disability and was overhauled by Hindustan Airlines ——— it was impossible to get out of this ghost gate without falling ————— which made Indra people shudder and made the Soviet Union look very, very ugly, clamoring to dispatch Su-27s for revenge. Of course, even if Su-27s hit the Raptors, they didn’t have much chance to win.
The situation is now four together! The captain of Indra’s army smiled bitterly. "How many raptors are there in China’s hands?"
Even if you can’t beat it, you have no choice. Two Phantoms -2 are the first to pounce on the murderous Raptors, followed by a dozen Phantoms and MiG Indra people. Once again, they have tasted the pain that the sword is shorter than people. They are still dozens of kilometers away from the J-10 fleet, so they pulled out a dazzling warfare with four medium-range missiles in one shot, screaming and screaming at the Indra fleet! Viper iii, a fierce and aggressive viper, has become more deadly and ferocious after being tempered by many wars. Except for two Mirages -2, no fighter plane of Indra escort squadron has been able to detect the incoming missiles. By the time the warning system of their fighter plane issued a ghostly cry, it was too late, whether it was throwing bait desperately or fighting for the fighter plane to fall apart and make a violent evasive move. In the end, it was born to die’s thunderous explosion that crushed the engine of the fighter plane, and several fireballs burst into pieces and flew around with powerful shock waves. The fighter plane bumped, and four MiGs were blown to pieces on the spot, and the flying debris was lucky enough not to be hit by a missile. One wingman was swept away, and only one round of confrontation killed five escort formations.
"What kind of war is this? It’s a massacre!"
Driving Mirage -2, the mid-squadron leader gave me a wry smile and plunged into the medium-low Mirage -2. The ability of instantaneous hovering was still very strong. The Indra army pilots were a little poor and failed to give full play to its performance. To play well, it was still worthy of their own sky-high price of $450 million. The mid-squadron leader didn’t expect those who were frightened to do anything. MiG and the wingman rushed at the J-10 fleet left and right, even if they were beaten, they would have to hold off the malefic and not let them get close to the transport plane. Otherwise, The stupid transport plane has a dead end. These four J-10s don’t seem to be very interested in those transport planes. Two fight against Mirage -2 and two pounce on those MIG guns and missiles that have lost their footing. The murderous look makes all Indra pilots gasp! It seems that the Yanlong Army doesn’t want Indra people to get a batch of supplies. It seems that killing Indra army fighters is much better than killing several transport planes.
But Pakistanis don’t think so. Several Xiaolong showed their sharp fangs and pounced on the transport plane. Two MiG-21s were broken without knowing where the enemy was, and the missiles were blown into a ball of bright fireworks. Then it was the turn of the transport plane. The escort squadron now jumped off the building and had a heart to fight with the Pakistani army. Many of their fighters were shot down by cold arrows from nowhere before they saw their opponents. The culprit was Xiaolong, a tiny one. Four fighters have made them weak. Come on.
This battle is really impossible to fight.
Boom ! !
Unfortunately, a transport plane was chased by missiles and splashed with debris, and the fuselage burst into flames, banging and exploding. Body debris and a lot of messy materials were flying all over the sky. It was a pity that Indra soldiers were in short supply, but they failed to deliver it to their own soldiers. Eventually, the fighter plane was burned and planted in the valley, and the fireball exploded violently. The mountains shook like flowers, and Indra soldiers were eagerly watching the sky waiting to be cast.
A transport plane struggled to get rid of Xiaolong’s fierce pursuit, and two black spots appeared in the valley. They were thrown from the belly of the plane and immediately turned into two dandelions. The white umbrella flowers were as light as dandelions. Indra soldiers stared more closely, but a missile pulled out a straight tail line and lasered at the transport plane. The transport plane had to give up throwing and throwing hot flames to lower its nose and run away. Xiaolong followed closely after both planes, and the transport plane never appeared again. God knows whether it ran away or was shot down. Angry Indra soldiers. Swear and curse those selfish, death-fearing, damn transport planes and Pakistani infidels in the most vicious words. Of course, this does not prevent them from rushing to the landing site of the drop box as quickly as possible. Pakistani snipers repeatedly knocked down three of them in a row, and they didn’t even look at their hands and feet. These materials are the most important things in their eyes.
A box full of shells attracts a curse. No matter how many shells are advanced, what can’t be eaten! And the other box is filled with individual soldiers’ field rations. As soon as the smell of food spread, more soldiers rushed to everyone. The center of this box started to compete and wrestle for food, and sat down and munched, wondering if one or two shells would fall and kill them.
Brigadier General Tagur, who was also hungry, looked at the soldiers’ little supplies being grabbed like a bee, and watched the military fighters struggling to get close to this side. They looked sad and were besieged for a long time, and the southern group of the Western Front was driven to the brink of collapse. They were used to following the wind, and Indra people were worse than they expected in their ability to withstand setbacks. The army was about to collapse, and unless there was a miracle, the southern group of the Western Front could not last for a week.
Another fighter plane was blasted by ling, and the cursing became louder. Indra soldiers cursed the army, the ancestors of the pilots cursed the valley for ten generations, and they remembered everything. Brigadier General Tagur could not bear to close his eyes and silently prayed, "God, have mercy and save us!"
Mi-helicopter finally stubbornly broke through the Pakistani army’s fire blockade and rushed to the southern group of positions on the western front for an emergency landing-it can also be said that a few fuselage pieces flew far away, but fortunately there was no explosion. A second lieutenant led several Indra soldiers to rush to spray dry powder and foam on the fuselage, forcibly tear down a slight deformation and couldn’t open the hatch. Pull out the people inside and finally put out the plane fire. The second lieutenant stared at the busy life with a black face and roared, "Are you not dying?" ! Do you know how tight the Pakistani blockade is, and no mosquitoes can fly in? You incredibly dare to drive a helicopter to break in and play hard is not like this–"
The roar came to an abrupt end, and the tears flowed from the smoke. The second lieutenant didn’t see who he was training until now-a middle-aged man dressed in a neat general looked at him with a smile and was confident that they hadn’t seen such a reassuring smile on the faces of the generals since they were trapped in this damn valley. It’s probably the first time that Lieutenant Xun will be stunned.
Lieutenant General first gave him a standard military salute, "Lieutenant did a good job, thank you for saving my life." After the lieutenant hurriedly replied, he extended a strong hand to him. "My name is De Virgin, commander-in-chief of the South Group of the New West Line. Nice to meet you."
Chapter DiYiSanYi purgatory valley (2)
In the dirty and chaotic headquarters of the southern group on the western front
Lieutenant General Virgin looked at Lieutenant General Patania of Patania quietly, and looked at this opponent who had been frustrated for most of his life but now stood out. Virgin was still a pivotal role before the war, but now it is easy to squeeze him out. Is this fate? His eyes are dim and his face is bloody, which makes Lieutenant General Virgin sigh in his heart. Tapania is a handsome man in the army who always pays great attention to instrument performance, but his clothes are as dirty as a flower. His body smells thick, his eyes are bloodshot and his face is as white as a piece of paper. This handsome man has completely collapsed. It is his gambler’s mentality that has brought 100,000 troops into a desperate situation. His vanity has made Indra into a passive Virgin. He wants to give the gambler a good lesson. But when he sees Lieutenant General Patania, his heart is still soft and he says with a straight face, "According to the order of the General
Lieutenant General Patania took the file and looked up at Virgin. Lieutenant General squeezed out a little ugly than crying. The laughter was hoarse and weak. "Virgin, you are not smart. It is not easy to have a chance to get ahead, but no one wants to take over this rotten stall …"
Lieutenant General Virgin’s face flashed a trace of anger. "One hundred thousand soldiers’ lives are a rotten stall in your eyes?"
Lieutenant General Patania will stay for a while and then laugh vigorously. "There are no more than 100,000 people … These days, pagan artillery has almost plowed dozens of kilometers of long valleys, and I don’t even know how many people can be left in the number of casualties! I did everything I could to get the troops out of this deadly sea. Tactical wheel warfare, step artillery, multi-arms cooperation and multi-group key infiltration … I tried all the ways, but I just couldn’t tear a hole and watch piles of soldiers being crushed by enemy gunfire … I didn’t dare to sleep during this time, because I had to lie down, I would have nightmares, and I would see that the number was broken and there was no head. I danced around laughing or crying. I didn’t dare to close my eyes, and I would see the dead soldiers cursing me angrily. Virgin, if you are really better than me, please take out your things to bring the troops and me out of this desperate situation, please! "
Lieutenant General Virgin was silent for a few seconds and said, "I will. Let’s get started."