Chapter 746: They Use Missiles

More than 20 kilometers southeast of the village of Gilmun, in the forward headquarters of the border troops in New Delhi, the advice from Jawari was transmitted verbatim from the radio of the communications office, and the commander here frowned deeper and deeper, and then leaned down and looked at the map in front of him, but did not immediately give the order to shell Gilmun.

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

The commander received it and glanced at it twice, and his already furrowed brow immediately twisted into a pimple.

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

"12 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 long been deployed. ”

The officer from New Delhi raised his head and spoke with great confidence, and the commander, who was a major general, couldn't help but nod secretly when he heard this, although he only had these 22 guns in his hand, but all of them were heavy guns of more than 100mm.

Of these, only 6 M46 130mm cannons were made in the 60s, and the remaining two were new guns that entered service in the seventies and eighties.

In particular, the Swedish-made FH77 155mm howitzer equipped in the mid-80s has reached the world's advanced level, and it belongs to the killer weapon of the current New Delhi Army.

This time, the Kashmir Plateau was also pulled to deter the Pakistani side, but I didn't expect that a Gilm earthquake would change the situation so quickly, and it would come in handy so quickly.

In contrast, Pakistan's artillery strength along the border is much more shabby, with only 12 American-made M119 105mm guns and 6 American-made M114 155mm guns.

In addition to being inferior to the New Delhi border guards in terms of quantity, and more importantly, not in terms of quality, there is no way that the 12 American-made M119 105mm guns equipped by Pakistan have a maximum range of less than 18 kilometers, while the Soviet-made D-30 122mm howitzers of the New Delhi border guards can cover targets 21 kilometers away with Soviet-made rocket range extenders.

Therefore, the only thing that can threaten the New Delhi border guards is six American-made M114 155mm guns.

6 Doors VS 22 Doors!

Even elementary school students can understand the difference in strength between the two shots.

Since the text is not good, then come to the military, in short, this time we must take out Pakistan's forward supply point in Gilmund.

After such a calculation, the commander finally stretched his brows and ordered in a deep voice: "Connect the Jawari detachment with the artillery unit, and order the artillery unit to carry out artillery bombardment of Gilmun according to the coordinates provided by the Jawari detachment." ”

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

Not long after the commander of the New Delhi border guards made up his mind, Jawari determined the firing parameters according to the actual observation of the map and immediately transmitted them to the artillery units in the rear by radio, and then Jawari put down the radio in his hand and grinned at Godopai next to him: "Young man, is it the first time you have been tested by the fire?"

Godopai also didn't expect that the mission of assisting the evacuation of Pakistani refugees would turn into a firefight between the two sides so quickly, and it was fake to say that he was not nervous, so he nodded with a tense face.

Seeing this, Jawari smiled even brighter: "Don't worry, the sacred cow will bless you, all you have to do now is to grab your camera and point it at the meadow full of planes to witness the spectacle of fire and rain falling from the sky...... Oh~~~ here it is~~"

As he spoke, Jawari heard a shrill whistling from his headache, and immediately knew that the cannonballs had come, and picked up the binoculars after a prompt, how could this fireworks feast led by him be without him, the heaviest spectator?

......

Compared with Jawari's calmness, Zarif who also heard the whistling sound was shocked, and one second he listened to Maxim's chatter with a pleasant face, saying that he regretted not placing an order to buy the 15plus, and the next moment he threw Maxim down under him.

I almost didn't break Maxim's breath, but before Maxim could get angry, there was an earth-shattering explosion in his ears.

Immediately, out of the corner of his eye, Maxim saw a sea of fire at the foot of the mountain below the village of Gilm, and the whole person was instantly frightened.

Also faceless were the villagers of Gilmun, who prayed to the imam in the Flying Temple.

The sound of the explosion is all too familiar to those of them who have lived on the border for a long time, and if they haven't been bombed a few times a year, they are embarrassed to call themselves indigenous Kashmiri natives.

Because of this, these villagers are very worried about whether they are safe here, after all, the goal of the flying temple consisting of three Y-15Plus is too big, in case one of the shells does not grow and the eyes fall......

So many villagers were a little nervous, especially the village chief who was active, but before these people could do anything, they heard the imam at the front suddenly speak: "The god's god-given temple is for believers with perseverance, perseverance, and perseverance, and those who don't have one can leave immediately, and some people will be safe and sound even if they are swords and axes, which is the blessing of the gods." ”

Saying that, the imam reached out and took off the gauze covering his eyes, and then slowly opened his eyes, and his eyes, which had not seen light for a long time, suddenly became a little uncomfortable, but the imam still slowly opened his eyes wide, and then glanced at the head of the black pressure from below, and finally stopped at an old man, and said with a smile: "Old Barnier, your body is still so tough." ”

The old man named Barnier shook his body when he heard this, and then asked incredulously, "Imam, can you see with your eyes?"

The imam smiled slightly, and raised his hands above his head: "Thank you, God, he let me come here and let me see again!"

As soon as these words came out, the villagers of Gilmour immediately showed fanaticism, and the imam, who had been blind for many years, had not been long after entering this flying monastery, and what did this mean? The pious villagers could not think about it, nor did they dare to think about it, so they could only recite the scriptures silently, and the rumbling explosions outside were immediately suppressed by the louder and louder chanting of the scriptures.

However, all this is not visible in Jawari, who is two or three kilometers away, and at this moment he is immersed in the excitement of Gilmun's being engulfed in the sea of fire, and Godopaj, who is beside him, also keeps pressing the shutter on Gilmun, who is in the flames of the sky, according to Jawari's request, but patting and patting, Godopaj's hand can't help but freeze, and then he puts down the camera in surprise and looks at Jawari in disbelief.

Jawari also looked like a ghost, only to see that the village of Gilmun, where the smoke had cleared, was not to mention harmed, not to mention a single leaf, and as for the flying temple composed of three planes, it was like a divine help, listening to the grass with dignity, without even scratching a single fur.

"How is this possible!"

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

"You bastard, in order to provide you with fire support, our artillery positions have been exposed, my sacred cow, why are you so accurate? They are using missiles, they must be missiles...... Boom~~~"

Before Jawari could finish his sentence, he was scolded back by the commander of the artillery unit, but before Jawari could reply, he heard a frightened cry over the radio, and then fell silent amid an earth-shattering explosion......