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Chapter 718 They used missiles

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    At the frontline headquarters of the New Delhi Border Guard Force, more than 20 kilometers southeast of Gilmu Village, the advice from Gyawali was transmitted verbatim from the radio of the Communications Office. The commander here frowned more and more deeply.  , then leaned down and looked at the map in front of him, but did not immediately issue an order to bombard Gilmu.

    At this moment, an officer hurried in and handed a leaflet to the commander: "Sir, look at this!"

    The commander took it in his hand and glanced at it twice, and his frowned brows immediately turned into a knot.

    Then he walked back and forth in the headquarters twice with his hands behind his back, and finally stopped in front of the map. He took a long breath and asked the officer behind him: "How are the preparations of the artillery unit?"

    "Twelve Soviet D-30 122mm howitzers, 6 Soviet M46 130mm cannons, and 4 new FH77 155mm howitzers that have just been reinforced from the Delhi area have been properly deployed. As long as the general gives the order, they will definitely  Let the other side be a sea of ??fire."

    The New Delhi officer raised his head and held his chest high, speaking with great confidence. The commander, a major general, couldn't help but nodded secretly when he heard this. Although he only had these 22 artillery pieces, they were all heavy artillery pieces above 100mm.  .

    Among them, only six m46 130mm cannons were produced in the 1960s, and the remaining two were new artillery that entered service in the 1970s and 1980s.

    Especially the Swedish-made FH77 155mm howitzer equipped in the mid-1980s has reached the world's advanced level and is currently the trump card of the New Delhi Army.

    ¡°The purpose of pulling up the Kashmir Plateau this time was to intimidate Pakistan, but we didn¡¯t expect that an earthquake in Gilmu would cause the situation to change rapidly, and it would come in handy so quickly.

    In comparison, Pakistan¡¯s artillery force along the border is much shabby, with only 12 US-made m119 105mm artillery pieces and 6 US-made m114 155mm artillery pieces.

    In addition to being inferior in quantity to the New Delhi Border Guard Force, more importantly, it is also inferior in quality. There is no way that the 12 US-made M119 105mm artillery pieces equipped by Pakistan have a maximum range of less than 18 kilometers, while the New Delhi Border Guard Force has a Soviet-made D-30 122mm howitzer.  The use of Soviet-made rocket extended-range projectiles can cover targets 21 kilometers away.

    Therefore, there are only 6 US-made m114 155mm artillery pieces that can pose a threat to the New Delhi border guards.

    6 doors vs 22 doors!

    Even a primary school student can figure out the difference in strength between the two weapons.

    Since we can¡¯t do it with literature, we can do it with force. In short, we must remove Pakistan¡¯s forward supply point at Gilmu this time.

    After such consideration, the commander finally relaxed his brows and ordered in a deep voice: "Connect the Jawali detachment with the artillery unit, and order the artillery unit to bombard Gilmu according to the coordinates provided by the Jawali detachment."

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    "Target, 125,851, wind speed 3, double salvo!"

    Not long after the commander of the New Delhi border guard made up his mind, Gyawali determined the shooting parameters according to the marks on the map and actual observations, and immediately transmitted them to the artillery troops in the rear via radio. Then Gyawali put down the radio in his hand.  He grinned at Godopai next to him: "Young man, is this your first time to withstand the test of war?"

    Godopai also did not expect that the original task of assisting the evacuation of Pakistani refugees would turn into a firefight between the two sides so quickly. It would be false to say that he was not nervous, so he nodded with a tense face.

    Seeing this, Jawali smiled even brighter: "Don't worry, the sacred cow will protect you. What you have to do now is to pick up the camera, point it at the grassland full of airplanes, and witness the spectacle of fire raining from the sky  Oh~~~it¡¯s coming~~¡±

    As Jawali spoke, he heard a piercing whistling sound coming from his head. He immediately knew that the artillery shells were coming. After giving the warning, he picked up the binoculars. How could this fireworks feast led by him be without his most important person?  audience?

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    Compared with Jawali's calmness, Zarif, who also heard the whistling sound, looked shocked. A second ago, he was smiling happily while listening to Maxim's ramble about regretting not placing an order for shipping at that time - 15plus, next  In an instant, he pounced forward and threw Maxim down underneath him without any explanation.

    ¡° Maxim almost died, but before Maxim could get mad, there was an earth-shattering explosion in his ears.

    Immediately, from the corner of his eye, Maxim saw a sea of ????fire rising at the foot of the mountain below Gilmu Village, and his whole face turned pale with fear.

    " Equally pale were the villagers of Gilmu Village who were praying with the imam in the Flying Monastery.

    This kind of explosion sound is simply too familiar to people like them who have lived on the border for a long time. If they have not been bombed several times throughout the year, they will be embarrassed to say that they are Kashmiri originals.residents.

    Because of this, these villagers are very worried about whether they are safe here. After all, the target of the flying temple composed of three Y-15plus is too big. If a shell falls without eyes

    As a result, many villagers were ready to take action, especially the quick-thinking village chief. However, before these people could do anything, they heard the imam at the front suddenly say: "The temple given by God is for those who have perseverance, perseverance, and perseverance."  Prepared by believers, those who don¡¯t have it can leave immediately, and some people will be safe even if they are attacked by swords and axes. This is the blessing of God.¡±

    As he spoke, the Imam reached out and took off the gauze covering his eyes, and then slowly opened his eyes. The eyes that had not seen light for a long time suddenly felt a little uncomfortable, but the Imam still slowly opened his eyes wide, and then looked at the dark head from below.  After a quick glance, he finally stopped at an old man and said with a smile: "Old Barnier, your body is still so strong."

    The old man named Barnier trembled when he heard this, and then asked incredulously: "Imam, can your eyes see?"

    The Imam smiled slightly and raised his hands above his head: "Thank God for letting me come here and allowing me to see the light again!"

    As soon as these words came out, the villagers of Gilmu Village immediately became fanatical. The Imam¡¯s eyes, which had been blind for many years, healed not long after entering this flying temple. What does this mean?  The devout villagers could not think or dare to think. They could only recite scriptures silently. As for the rumbling explosions outside, they were immediately suppressed by the louder chanting of scriptures.

    However, all this could not be seen by Gyawali, who was two or three kilometers away. At this moment, he was immersed in the excitement of Gilmu being swallowed by the sea of ??fire. As for Godopai beside him, he kept following Gyawali's request.  He pressed the shutter in front of Gilmu, who was in flames. But as he continued to take pictures, Godopai couldn't help but freeze his hands. Then he put down the camera in surprise and looked at Gyawali in disbelief.

    Jawali also looked like he had seen a ghost. When the gunfire cleared out, the Gilmu Village was not only damaged, but even a leaf was intact. As for the flying temple composed of three airplanes, it was like a divine help.  It was fine to hear it on the grass, not even a scratch on the skin.

    "How can this be!"

    Jawali roared, then picked up the radio and shouted at the artillery unit: "Missed, bastards, you all missed~~~"

    "You're the bastard. In order to provide you with fire support, our artillery position has been exposed. My sacred cow, how can it be so accurate? They are using missiles, they must be missiles Boom~~~"

    Before Gyawali could finish his words, he was retorted by the commander of the artillery unit. But before Gyawali could reply, he heard a horrified cry coming from the radio, followed by a shocking explosion.  Returned to silence

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