In India, the domestic Shanghai market is called "Little Mumbai", which can be seen that Mumbai's status and prosperity in India.

The reason why Mumbai is relatively economically developed is that it relies on port transportation.

Therefore, Mumbai has many ports, suitable water depth, huge scale, is the largest port city in India, and is also responsible for the import and export trade of India's military equipment, in addition to Mumbai also has a military port dedicated to the navy, moored Indian warships, controls the entire Arabian Sea, and also curbs Pakistan's shipping throat.

At this moment, in this maritime port that belongs to the troops.

Looking down from the sky, I saw that even though the sky was getting dark, it was still busy, and the huge transport ship was spitting out one T-72 tank after another, and such a large number of tanks was second to none in the world, even for the Soviet Union, except for the era of tens of billions of subsidies for the Emperor, there were few such strokes.

But that's just one berth.

At the berth next to it, there was also a transport ship that was spitting out one tank after another, and finally these tanks, driven by the staff of the soldiers, rumbled to the open space over there, and merged into the dense tank group, which looked particularly terrifying under the illumination of the lights, like a steel army waiting for the end.

And in the distance, where the lights are flickering, there are several transport ships unloading.

The cargo included various types of artillery, various types of combat vehicles, various types of rocket artillery, various types of anti-aircraft missiles, a large number of weapons and ammunition of various types, and even the most basic 7.62 mm caliber rifle bullets.

"Hurry, hurry, hurry!"

"Stay safe!"

"Be careful!"

Voices echoed in the twilight of the night, and the dark-skinned Indian workers in uniforms and turbans were busy at their respective posts, and the overall appearance was orderly.

Since the beginning of the war, the port's workload has increased dramatically, and the last few days have been particularly busy.

"Ahh I'm so tired, I need a hot cup of tea! ”

"Give me a cup of black tea and plenty of milk!"

In a room like a duty room, I saw a man wearing a staff uniform, with a big beard and a turban, and a big belly, panting and walking in, wiped the sweat on the top of his head and told the waiter next to him, who looked at most fourteen or fifteen years old, and his skin was exceptionally dark.

And in the room, in addition to the young attendant, there were two other people, one with a slightly gray beard, apparently a small leader of the port, and the other in military uniform, an officer who clearly belonged to the troops.

"Yes, sir!"

Hearing the bearded man's voice, the young waiter nodded and quickly went to prepare the black tea.

"How's the progress? Akas Khan? ”

"Can the unloading be done before dawn? Shouldn't there be any problem, right? ”

When he had sat down, the officer asked with concern, and the bearded man named Akas Khan nodded and said:

"No problem, I've already sent some additional staff from other departments."

"It will be done tomorrow morning."

Hearing this, the third man next to him, who looked like a little leader, couldn't help but breathe a long sigh of relief, nodded and said:

"It's good if there is no problem, be sure to pay attention to the progress."

"There must be no problems! Otherwise, the above will definitely make us fuck off! ”

As soon as these words came out, the three people present chuckled, and the bearded man named Akas Khan nodded, picked up the hot tea handed by the young waiter, and said:

"Everything went smoothly and there were no problems."

"I've repeatedly stressed safety and operational norms, and everyone is very careful."

After the job was confirmed, the three of them entered the stage of small talk, and the man, who looked like a small leader, looked at the officer, lowered his voice and asked:

"How's the recent war going in the north?"

"Any news?"

Faced with this question, the officer had the expression of an "insider", and the bearded Akas Khan also had an expectant expression on his face, looking forward to the next "inside news", and at the same time, with a little nervousness, he also lowered his voice and said:

"Yes, yes, what's going on now?"

"There have been a lot fewer news reports lately, and my memory is still stuck in the fact that they attacked our material base, because of the lack of heavy firepower such as tanks, and began to use pickup trucks and other cars, fighting guerrilla and sports warfare."

"And then it was brutally thwarted by our heavily armored forces."

"It's just a pity that they fled so fast that we couldn't pursue and lost several towns in the central region of Kesmere."

"How's it going? Have you taken it back? ”

In the concerned gazes of the two men, the officer coughed lightly, and with a slightly reserved expression, as if he were the commander-in-chief of the war, looked left and right in the room, and waved to the waiter to signal him to leave.

After the young attendant had left, the officer whispered:

"Didn't take it back"

As soon as these words came out, the bearded Akas Khan and the little leader instantly turned pale, but they didn't expect the officer's voice to change, and he said with a smile:

"That's because we don't want to take it back!"

"We're waiting for a moment! A special time! ”

In an instant, the bearded Akas Khan and the little leader's expressions were directly stunned, and they asked curiously and suspiciously:

"Don't want to take it back? Why? ”

"Waiting for the right moment? When? ”

Faced with this question, the officer's voice was lowered, and he said with a mysterious expression:

"The reason why I didn't take it back was because the time was wrong."

"Winter in the Kesmere region, you have never experienced it, the extreme cold will freeze everything into ice sculptures, there is no firewood, coal, diesel and other fuels, in a house, it can't last a night, the low temperature can freeze a person to death, and even before dying, there will be hot hallucinations, and I can't help but take off my clothes"

In the country of India, the overall temperature is relatively hot, and for the bearded Akas Khan and the little leader, this low temperature is unimaginable for them at all, so they listened very attentively at the moment, and also showed a surprised expression, which caused the officer to explain more powerfully.

"So Pakistan has taken a few towns from us, and it looks like they have won, but in fact they have lost, and they have lost a lot!"

"In fact, this is a tactic, or a stratagem, devised by the commanders in advance!"

"Why? Because they have taken the towns, then they will have to defend, and if they want to garrison them, then they will have to build transport supply lines, and if there is no fuel and food, those soldiers will freeze to death. ”

"And what about us? When winter came, the forces began to shrink and gather into a regiment. ”

"It's as if the palm of our hand has become a fist"

Hearing this, the bearded Akas Khan and the little leader suddenly flashed a look of sudden realization in their eyes, and a radiant expression appeared on their faces again, and they shook their heads and said:

"That's right! That's right! That's tactics! That's the stratagem! ”

"War is really not only about charging and engagement, but also involves a lot of complicated things!"

The officer was obviously very satisfied with the reaction of the bearded Akasi Khan and the little leader, but he was not satisfied with this, and asked again in a low voice:

"Do you know what it means to make a fist?"

Under the gaze of the bearded Akas Khan and the small leader, the officer repeated the action again, that is, he turned one hand into a fist.

Faced with this question, the two shook their heads one after another, and suddenly the officer showed a smug look on his face, only to see him point out of the window with his chin, and heard the sound of the tank driving "rumbling", his expression became more and more mysterious, and his voice became more and more depressed and said:

"It's fast into April, the weather in Ksmir is starting to warm up, and after a winter break, our soldiers are very strong and we have more and more tanks."

"Packed into a fist and armed with a large number of tanks, our troops are like a butter knife."

"And the Pakistani troops, in order to maintain the towns they seem to have captured, but are actually the decoys we have abandoned, are very tired and tired."

"In this case, their troops are like a piece of butter, and our troops are like butter knives, and the fighting spirit of the soldiers is like flames, and the butter knives are heated red."

"Finally, just plug it in!"

Speaking of this, the officer suddenly made a knife action, which startled the bearded Akas Khan and the little leader, looking at the frightened appearance of the two, he smiled and said:

"That could naturally tear through their defenses and crush their troops."

"Even"

Finally, the officer's voice was so suppressed that it was almost inaudible, and he said in an unusually mysterious voice:

"It's not just about taking Kesmir in one fell swoop."

"Maybe you can take Islan Fort directly!"

"Great India will become even greater, and our country will be whole!"

When the officer's voice fell, although the room was silent, there was a surging emotion, stirring like a river, tumbling and rushing.

The national concept of the Indians is very strong!

While the three of them were chatting, the port was brightly lit and full of people, and a large number of weapons and equipment from the Soviet Union were unloaded from the transport ship, and then directly pulled to the railway station through the transfer of cars, and then directly transported to the capital region through the railway station, and after a series of preparatory work, sent to the north of the Kasmere region.

The grinding disc of flesh and blood has begun to be built.

The military port was so busy, and the civilian port next to it did not stop, and India's wheat and rice, as well as corn and other grains, were transferred to transport ships by equipment, and then sent directly to the Soviet Union.

At the same time, a large number of various machinery and equipment were unloaded on the transport ship, which was also transported to the railway station under the strict supervision and control of the relevant security personnel, and then began to be transported to the northern region by train.

This is the production line of the T-72 purchased by India from the Soviet Union, and when these four production lines are ready, India can produce T-72 tanks in large quantities through the import of parts, and gradually realize localization.

As the night grew darker and the port was brightly lit, under the guard of a large number of Indian soldiers, I saw two people walking and chatting while inspecting the T-72 tanks in the port, one of them was an Indian with a gray head and a military cap, and the other was a tall Soviet.

"Mr. Karp, the tanks you want, the weapons and ammunition you want, the tank production line you want."

"We've already handed it over to you."

"According to our cooperation, spring has arrived, and you should start acting!"

Under the light, there were only a few guards around the two men, and the Soviets looked at the dense T-72 tanks not far away, and sighed.

And the Indian next to him, looking at this piece of tanks, his eyes were quite fanatical, nodded and said:

"Of course, Mr. Matvey."

"In fact, we don't need you to remind us at all, we are already ready to start the operation, codenamed 'Steel Torrent'."

"Our temporary concession has given Pakistan some kind of illusion, heh!"

"This time, we not only want them to spit out all the food they ate before, but also take out their hearts, livers, spleens, lungs and kidneys, and Kesmir is ours!"

"They, too, are ours!"

Accompanied by the voice of the Indian, the Soviet's mouth rose into a smile, and he stretched out his right hand and said:

"For victory!"

"For victory!"

In the end, the hands of the two were heavily clasped together.

Meanwhile.

Laiyang, the headquarters of the Red Star Consortium, the time has come to more than nine o'clock, and the meeting has been held for a while.

During the meeting, Wang Ye briefly reported the situation in Africa to everyone, and the factory leaders and committee members also reported to Wang Ye on the current scientific research and production within the consortium.

Overall, the situation is relatively optimistic.

In terms of scientific research, with the double improvement of the quantity and quality of scientific research personnel of the consortium, coupled with a large amount of financial investment, the overall scientific research level has been greatly improved, and the work of each project is advancing in an intense and orderly manner, and a large number of scientific research achievements have appeared, laying a material foundation for the consortium to launch new products.

In terms of production, it is still relatively optimistic, because of the convening of the National Military Industry Exchange and Industrial Chain Conference, the consortium has subcontracted more production tasks that can be subcontracted, which greatly reduces the production pressure of the consortium and improves the supply capacity of the consortium.

At present, in addition to the normal export orders for Pakistan and Saudi Arabia, the consortium can also maintain spare capacity to produce additional vehicles, such as those sold in the domestic market, such as the "military version of vehicles" specially supplied to the US troops in Africa, and the vehicles that will be exported to Tanzania and resold throughout Africa.

Half past nine in the evening.

The news report, scientific research and production work arrangements came to an end for the time being, Wang Ye glanced at the people present, and said with a smile:

"Okay, that's probably the case, everyone knows it."

"As for those trivial issues, that is what each department needs to pay attention to and deal with internally, let's not discuss it at the conference, and then contact, negotiate and solve it after the meeting!"

"Do you have any other questions?"

As soon as Wang Ye's words fell, he saw that the old factory director, who had been and had always been silent at the big meeting, raised his hand without hesitation!

"Old man? What questions do you have? ”

Not only Wang Ye was stunned, but almost everyone present was stunned, because the old factory director has actually taken a back seat now, and he is almost no longer involved in management issues, but he has just shouldered the responsibility of inspection.

Therefore, in the past meetings, the old factory director almost never spoke, just listened silently and quietly, and it was the first time that he raised his hand like today.

At this moment.

Under the gaze of everyone, the old factory director nodded seriously and said:

"I do have a problem, and it's a big one!"

"That's that we don't have enough construction machinery!"

"At present, our expansion work has begun, I have run several construction sites, from the construction point of view, the progress is still good, but from the needs of our consortium, no! Very no! Because the pace of construction is far from keeping up with our expansion. ”

"So I think that since we have a plan to develop construction machinery, it is better to take advantage of the opportunity that we have this demand, directly start related projects, and then promote research with demand, and promote production with demand."

"And not only construction machinery, our farming machinery is also lacking."

"The Agricultural Project Department is too busy at all!"

Accompanied by the voice of the old factory director, Wang Ye's eyes flashed in his eyes.