Chapter 233 Provocation
A small shrimp cannot make any big waves. Punjab is not far from Tehran. If the riots here are known by the Iron Lady of Tehran, the officials here will definitely not be able to take advantage of them.
The Prime Minister is now very annoyed. In the Kashmir region, his side has mobilized several divisions to fight against the Pakistani people, but until now, there has been no breakthrough, and there have been heavy casualties.
Who dares to trouble the Iron Lady for the matter here? Bullying the superiors and concealing the subordinates is the basic principle of being an official. Therefore, the leaders of Punjab mobilized more police officers to come to the surroundings of the Golden Temple to maintain order, hoping to quell the riot as soon as possible. In India, ethnic conflicts occur frequently, and small riots, as long as they are stopped, even if the crisis is over, the Iron Lady will not blame him afterwards.
In order to prevent ordinary Sikhs from being too disgusted with police, most of the police were not equipped with pistols, most of them were batons. Of course, in order to control the riot, some also carried non-lethal weapons such as tear gas.
They didn't know that a bigger crisis was waiting for them.
Countless policemen were patrolling around the Golden Temple. In the past two days, they did not seem to have seen more Sikh fanatics attacking the police. They began to relax. The number of police officers around them was already over thousands. With so many police forces, I wish the Sikhs could not make any trouble.
Moreover, the only ones in the Sikhs were in trouble. Most of the Sikhs lived on their original trajectory. As the main agricultural production areas, many Sikhs were working in the fields.
There is plenty of rain here, and it is already late autumn. It is the harvest season, and the workers in the fields are waving their sickles and harvesting rice.
"Tutu, Tututu." Several people in long robes came from a distance on ordinary motorcycles. When they walked to the path between the fields, suddenly, the person in the back seat shook out the gun in his hand.
"Dada.Dadada." The gunshots were heard, and countless Sikhs screamed and fell into their fields. Their blood dyed the fields red. Their hands were still holding sickles, and their eyes were not closed.
They are innocent, and how many innocent people will be in a national war?
More Sikhs stood up angrily, waving their sickles in their hands and rushed towards the attackers, a brave nation.
The attacker swept the bullets around and the motorcycle began to run.
"Chasing. Chase!" After untiing the reins of the donkey tied to the ground, the Sikhs chased after him, but their speed was too slow to watch those people disappear in front of them.
They were heading towards the Indian gathering area!
This is the revenge of the Indians, the revenge of the bloody incident during this period!
When the news came back to the Golden Temple, Binderlan Valer's eyes narrowed into a slit, and there was no excuse yet. Now, he had a good opportunity.
"Today, the Hindu people attacked us! They killed our innocent people! Behind this incident was the instructed by the woman Indira! She didn't want us to build our own country!" Binderlandwar said: "The blood debt must be paid with blood. Now, it's time for the Indians to pay the price!"
With a circle of bullet links wrapped around his body and a machine gun in his hand, Christian shouted loudly below: "Avenge, now, let's kill those murderers!"
The rage of revenge burns in everyone's heart. With weapons in hand, they are fearless!
A few kilometers away from the Golden Temple.
Osama stood under a big tree, and the motorcycle was thrown away halfway. They had completed their mission, pretended to be Hindu, and shot Sikh civilians!
"Captain, why do we open fire at those villagers?" Although Abude was still a little puzzled after completing the mission.
"For our cause," Osama said: "War is massacre. Only by doing this can we stop the war in India and prevent our Western Front from getting out of control. We are to protect our Afghan People's Government."
War is killing! Osama received the order from Mhamad, and Mhamad also suggested that Osama should provoke at critical moments so that the turmoil here will happen as soon as possible. Therefore, in addition to selling weapons to the Sikhs, Osama pretended to be a Hindu and shot the Sikhs. In this way, the hatred between the two sides was abolished.
If Binderlandwale's jj is not strong enough and he will not do anything like this, then I will continue to shoot them tomorrow.
Suddenly, gunshots came from afar.
"We've started, they've started!" A man holding a telescope and saw armed personnel coming out of the Golden Temple, holding guns and attacking the policemen holding batons.
"Bindlanval is enough for men! Let's go!" Osama said.
As the turmoil intensifies here, the Indians will dispatch army troops to block the place. If they don’t leave, it will be too late.
Attacking the police or shooting. Now, let’s see how the Iron Lady dealt with these people! The Sikhs are not vegetarians. Incessants will break out one after another in many areas. Yes, it’s an uprising! You should transport another batch of weapons to continue to support their just cause!
"Go." Osama said.
Now, they no longer need to provoke.
The Indian police were not prepared at all. After the shooting in the fields, they transferred a team of people to deal with it. Most of them were still maintaining order here.
When they were raising their vigilance, they saw militants rushing out of the Golden Temple, holding their guns, and shouting loudly: "Indians, get out of here! This is Sikh land! This is Kalistan!"
These Sikhs do not even admit that they are Indians!
The police had no time to react, and the fanatical elements had already shot the bullets at them. The other party seemed to have just shot, and held the trigger until the entire magazine was empty.
The policeman who was hit would have several holes on his body and he could not die any more.
Attacking the police! This is no longer a simple attack on the police, this is a rebellion!
The police retreated quickly, leaving dozens of bodies behind, and they needed to report to their superiors quickly that they were just maintaining public order and were unable to deal with this rebellion.
The red-eyed Sikhs drove away the nearby police with their own weapons.
"Turn away all the Hindu people!" Christian shouted loudly: "If they don't leave, we will use the weapons in our hands!"
Everyone's eyes were filled with fanaticism, and the victory just now stimulated them.
Due to the numerous ethnic groups, there were often riots in India in the past, and this riots gradually became less and less after Nehru integrated India.
Now, the national turmoil has begun again.
The leaders of Punjab were shocked. These rioters actually possessed weapons! This time, it turned into a real riot!
Helplessly, they could only continue to report that the Punjab army had been transferred to Jammu. They had to quickly manage the riots, otherwise... the consequences would be unimaginable!
New Delhi.
"What's going on with the 7th Armored Brigade? Is it that difficult to open a mountain pass?" The iron lady looked at the large-scale map and asked the Chief of Staff of the Army.
The ordinary army went up and said that the opponent's firepower was too strong and his side could not charge. Now, the armored brigade has been mobilized and there is still no progress.
"The Pakistanis are very cunning. They blow 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 broke up again. We were delayed there for several days and could not attack."
The road is difficult to walk, and it is often bombed by Pakistan Air Force aircraft. The armored forces have lost more than half of them before entering the pass.
In the absence of air supremacy, any combat operation will have to pay more. Although India has the advantage of numerical power, objective conditions limit their military power. If it is on the plain, they will be enough to trample all the Pakistanis on the opposite side to death.
"How are you preparing for the Western Front?" The Iron Lady continued to ask. It will be difficult to take down the Kashmir Valley for a while. Then get it back on the western border! Millions of Indian troops will kill to Pakistan and capture several big cities!
Even if Pakistan cannot be destroyed, it can still be taken over Pakistan's land!
"The autumn grain is about to be harvested. Our main grain-producing area is Punjab, which is just close to the Pakistani border. Now, mainly due to the lack of ammunition. In terms of logistics, we have to import another batch of ammunition from abroad to be sufficient for use."
Even the ammunition reserve is insufficient! Such an army is simply too bad! The Iron Lady has never paid much attention to the troops, and now she realizes that she is going to fight and she is not even enough ammunition!
"What's going on with the logistics department?" The iron lady couldn't help but frowned.
Just as the Iron Lady was about to roar, a secretary hurried in outside: "Report to the Prime Minister, Sikhs in Punjab, there was a large-scale riot. They attacked the police. More than 30 police officers had died. They were still driving away the non-Sikhs on the land, and many locals were forced to leave."
Punjab? Isn’t this the main grain-producing area? After the Kashmir Valley was lost, it was the most important granary. How could there be a large-scale riot?
The Iron Lady's eyes gathered on the document. After browsing it quickly, she threw the document on the table with great force.
"A bunch of food!" said the Iron Lady: "Removing Punjab, directly under the government's jurisdiction, ordering the army to immediately enter the entire Punjab and enter Amritsar! At this time, we must show our tough stance!" (To be continued)
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