On the surface of the sea, a large wave more than two meters high was set off, and in the wavehead, the ships with smaller tonnage had begun to sway left and right.

Due to its location near the equator, the Bay of Bengal is a breeding ground for tropical storms. A mixture of high and low pressures has formed a very strong cyclone in the Bay of Bengal, especially in the tropical seas between 5 degrees and 25 degrees north and south latitudes. From April to October, at the turn of summer and autumn, violent storms often come with the tides, whistling towards the estuaries of the Ganges and Brahmaputra rivers, resulting in frequent flooding in Bangladesh.

And now, at this moment of bad weather, Pakistan's naval formations are still sailing.

Even if it is an aircraft carrier of tens of thousands of tons, the hull of the ship is slightly swaying at this time, and in the tall bridge, the commander of Pakistan's naval formation, who is also the captain of the Endeavour, Rear Admiral Haziz, looks out through the porthole.

"The aircraft carrier shook more than five degrees, and for safety, our carrier-based aircraft are now unable to take off." The commander of the flying wing said to Haziz.

Haziz nodded: "Now we are two hundred kilometers away from Port Blair, the capital of the archipelago, and according to our current speed, we can get there in the early hours of the morning, and our meteorological department reports that after dark, the wind and waves will decrease, and our carrier-based aircraft can take off." ”

The raid on the Andaman and Nicobar Islands was still a surprise attack, and the bad weather was not good for the operation, but it also paralyzed the defenders of the island, and although it was strategically important, it was not a real threat. The Indian Army's defense here is very weak, as long as the landing ship moves over, its own marines can completely occupy Port Blair, settle the defenders there, and fight like Visakhapatnam. It is impossible to reproduce it here, after all, the army here belongs to the absolute second-rate level of the Indian army.

"Order our warriors, recharge their batteries, and wait for the final moment of attack." Haziz continued to give orders.

"Boom, boom." Listen to the waves crashing against the side of the ship, making a metallic sound, and watch the strapped chariot follow the hull to the left and right, inside the Pakistani landing ship. The soldiers were all pale at this time.

Even people who have long been accustomed to blowing the waves on the sea, in the face of such huge waves, will have physical discomfort, and the contents of the stomach will be gone for a long time.

"Warriors, we need to eat." A company commander, also with a pale face, led a cook, carrying a freshly prepared meal. said: "After this meal, we have saved up a lot. It's time to land on the Andaman and Nicobar Islands! We will go and liberate the people there and fight against the rulers of India! We have to eat! ”

After speaking, the company commander took out a bowl of rice, took a spoon, and ate the rice into his stomach one by one.

I chewed a few bites and swallowed hard into my stomach. Go ahead and take the next bite!

Driven by the company commander, everyone followed and ate together, what are you afraid of seasickness? We are Iron Warriors!

The wind and waves gradually subsided, and darkness enveloped the entire Bay of Bengal.

Port Blair. The largest capital of the Andaman and Nicobar Islands is actually the size of a market town.

Historically, it was occupied by the British in 1789 and built as a port, but due to harsh natural conditions, it was quickly abandoned. It became a penal colony in 1858. It was not until World War II that it was occupied by Japan from 1942 to 1945. With a population of less than 30,000 people, you don't see what a modern city looks like, and the main streets of the city are just low, two-story houses made of wood. The most modern tall buildings are nothing more than historical museums, which mainly produce wood, shells, coconuts, coconut kernels, rubber, betel nuts, etc. At the same time, there are also steamship machinery and repair factories in coastal ports.

In short, although India has adopted this place as its own rule, after all, India lacks economic strength, has not developed the land here on a large scale, and there is no development value, so many people on the island are still living a primitive life.

There is an airfield, which was built by the islanders during World War II, and there are still a few seaplanes, and India has a company of more than 100 people stationed here.

After nightfall, the island's generators continued to supply electricity for two hours, and after 10 o'clock, the generators stopped working.

Most of the people on the island are in a pristine state and don't need electricity at all, and it would be a waste to generate electricity in the middle of the night.

Except for the sound of the waves crashing on the shore, the whole island was in silence, and the stars in the sky kept twinkling, looking at the land that was about to change hands.

"Buzz." With the roar of the engines, several Sea Hawk helicopters that stayed on the deck of the aircraft carrier Endeavour took off, and the cabin was full of armed men.

With camouflage paste on their faces and fully armed, they're going to take direct control of that airfield, an aerial wonderman.

Although during the attack on Visakhapatnam, the Pakistan Navy used the newly captured Indian aircraft carrier Vitra and transported a shipload of army helicopter gunships and transport helicopters, which played a great role in the occupation of Visakhapatnam. However, the army's helicopters can only be used temporarily, and the salty environment at sea has a great corrosive effect on helicopters, and it must be a professional marine helicopter, plus the defense ability of Port Blair is already very weak, so as long as a few naval Sea Hawks are enough.

At the same time, the landing ships had already moved into the harbor of Port Blair, a sleepy harbor where almost no one noticed the arrival of these warships.

Port Blair is served only by regular steamers to transport people and the island's produce, as well as other supplies to the island, and at other times, the port is at best anchored by fishing boats.

Therefore, when these warships arrived, the port only thought that they were fishing boats, and there was no other reaction except that the lighthouse was lit up.

The Pakistani landing ship quietly sailed into Port Blair and docked heavily in the harbor.

The drawbridge in front was lowered, and inside, wheeled infantry fighting vehicles drove out of the landing ship and rumbled onto the land of Port Blair!

Heavy Type 90 tanks were left behind in Visakhapatnam, and this time only Pakistani marines participated in the liberation of the peninsula wheeled infantry fighting vehicles.

After all, to deal with the defenders of this island, only wheeled infantry fighting vehicles are needed.

Huge off-road tires, pressed against the port, and the only officer on duty at the port, awakened by the sound of such rumbling engines, looked at these infantry fighting vehicles in amazement, appeared in front of his eyes, and at this moment, he simply thought he was dreaming.

Yes, it must be a dream! He pinched himself as hard as he could, as if it hurt, and he could only watch as the wheeled infantry fighting vehicles drove past the little house on his duty toward the port city behind him.

At the same time, the soldiers of the Marine Corps, who were in the Navy's Sea Hawk helicopters, had already arrived at the dilapidated airfield without any resistance, and there was not even a single anti-aircraft artillery position on this side, which was simply undefended.

Only the remnants of World War II, and the battered wreckage of the plane, show what happened, even though it has been occupied by India for decades, everything is as it is, and nothing has been updated.

Two dilapidated seaplanes, with mottled marks, are the only modern means of transportation on the island that can communicate with the outside world at any time, but unfortunately, there is no one on the plane.

The helicopter landed directly on the side of the runway, and the Marines jumped from it, and they looked around to know what was going to be done.

Clean the runway, remove the trash, and make it possible to take off and land Navy and Air Force warplanes!

As for the battle... There was no decent battle, they carried their guns, and when they entered the tower, several sleeping Indians obediently became prisoners.

Everything was so easy, after the defensive line was arranged, the soldiers who had just landed began to act and meticulously clean the runway! Even a single screw can cause an accident to cause a tire burst on a fighter plane that lands at high speed.

At the same time, the fighters of the Marine Corps, driving armored vehicles, quickly passed through the low streets, surrounded the seat of government here, surrounded the garrison barracks, and soon the roar of armored vehicles sounded on the streets.

This voice even alarmed the "citizens" who lived in the dilapidated houses on both sides, and they just opened their eyes wide and looked at this new army without any disgust in their eyes.

If the local population riots and rebels against the invaders, the fighting will become complicated, which is the last thing the Pakistani side wants.

But now, the residents don't seem to be reacting.

After all, the people here live in poverty, although it belongs to India, the Indian government has never managed this place, let alone developed it, and the residents here have no good feelings towards the Indian government, no antipathy, in short, no matter who rules here, as long as they can continue to live here.

When the armored vehicles surrounded the garrison camp here, it was not surprising that the Indian defenders in the garrison camp surrendered very neatly without wasting a single bullet.

In the east, the sun is gradually rising, and a new day has arrived.

In front of the government in Port Blair, India's tricolor has been lowered, and Pakistan's dark green crescent flag flutters in the wind. (To be continued.) )