Dominate South Asia

A shameful rebellion has broken out in the princely state of Hyderabad! After receiving the order, an infantry battalion from the nearest Bangalore quickly dispatched.

More than a dozen trucks led the infantry battalion in the direction of Hyderabad. Along the way, residents along the way hid one after another.

Huh, a group of declining nobles from a small country actually dare to rebel! I really don’t know how death is written. Battalion Commander Kunal was sitting in the cab of the car, looking at the wilderness outside with cold eyes.

He was the first unit to be dispatched. Of course, he was not here just to quell the rebellion. I heard that all the rich people here have been killed. Those guys are really good at plundering wealth!

Now, it’s time to get this wealth for yourself! Thinking of this, he was eager to rush to Hyderabad city as soon as possible.

This is a plateau, and you can see rolling mountains in many places. After walking for a long time, the team entered a mountainous area.

There are high mountains on both sides and a long and narrow road in the middle. This is the easiest place to be ambushed. Unfortunately, Kunal did not think so much. In his feeling, these rebellions are just mobs at best. No matter how violent they are, they cannot Confront the military machine.

"Boom!" Suddenly, there was a burst of fire in front, and the car at the front had been overturned in the explosion.

Roadside bomb!

The cars behind them stopped quickly. The cars in front of them were actually attacked by roadside bombs. They stopped with ugly expressions on their faces.

If they were Soviet soldiers who had been fighting with the Afghan guerrillas, they would either immediately drive back and drive out of the valley, or quickly move upward to occupy the commanding heights. Unfortunately, it is only the second-line Indian army now. Their combat effectiveness is not much higher than that of a group of people who have just picked up guns.

"Da." There was a clear gunshot. With the gunshot, a soldier suddenly had a bloody hole in his chest. He screamed and fell down. The blood was spurting. The artery had been interrupted. It didn't take more than a minute. His blood will be completely shed.

Sniper! At this time, all the soldiers realized that the situation was not good, and they began to look for a hiding place, hoping to avoid the terrible sniper.

Unfortunately, it was too slow. A large number of people appeared on the peaks on both sides.

"Click, click, click." The bullets poured down, and countless people's guns were fired, condescendingly. Beating them is a piece of cake.

In particular, the two heavy machine guns made the loudest noise. The 12.7mm bullets flew down, tore apart the simple truck, and set the truck on fire.

This group of soldiers was immediately stunned. This was not a mob, this was a regular army! This second-line unit of our own can be used as a logistics unit, but it will definitely not work if it actually fights on the front line.

"Boom!" An RPG flew over. After blowing up the last truck, their retreat was also blocked.

"Send a few people to rush over from both sides and completely surround them." A person on the top of the mountain said.

"Okay, we'll do it right away," Bhindranwale said.

Originally, after this person arrived. Bhindranwale didn't believe that he wanted to guide them in fighting, but just now, this man killed a soldier on the opposite side with one shot, using only an ordinary AKM. The range is definitely more than 250 meters! Even Bhindranwale had absolutely no idea where the bullet was flying at this distance.

This man relies on this precise shooting. He had already conquered Bhindranwale, and he was full of admiration for the person in front of him.

Masoud looked at the ragtag group of people around him, and wanted to lead them to rebel. There was a long way to go.

Originally, what happened here was planned by Osama. However, now Osama has a new mission and cannot escape for the time being. If he wants to completely turmoil India, he must guide their revolution. Just fine.

Now is the spark, and there is still a long way to go before they can completely start a prairie fire. If this spark cannot be extinguished, they must find someone who is proficient in guerrilla warfare to guide them, so Masoud came over.

After arriving, Masoud realized how arduous his task was. These people were either fighting for their ideals or for money! Can such a person succeed?

Massoud could only do his best.

Now, Massoud felt that there was still hope. Although the combat effectiveness of the people he guided was scumbag, the Indian soldiers on the opposite side were even more scumbag in combat effectiveness. For people like them, a company of his own could completely eliminate a battalion of them.

The ambush on both sides was originally intended to consume the strength of these people. Unexpectedly, they made completely wrong responses. So Masoud changed his tactics and simply closed the door and beat the dogs to completely eliminate them!

At this moment, Masoud's eyes widened. The surrounded people below actually waved white flags! They surrendered!

Isn’t this too outrageous? Is this called fighting? Massoud looked at the people below and saw that he couldn't win at all and couldn't escape. He simply came out of his hiding position, raised his hands in the air and shouted. It was incredible.

Surrendered?

"They surrendered and we won!" Bhindranwale said: "Instructor, what should we do?"

Masud was with them as an instructor, just like when Hammad was coaching the Afghan guerrillas.

"Tie them up and kill them all," Masoud said.

Bhindranwale's body suddenly shook: "Kill them all?"

"Yes, they are your enemies. If you don't kill them, why are you keeping them?" Masoud asked.

"But they have surrendered," Bhindranwale said.

"If you surrender, you have to kill them. These people have no loyalty. Keeping them will be a disaster." Masoud said: "What? You want to keep them until the critical moment, and they will shoot you in the back?"

Bhindranwale fell silent. Masood was absolutely right.

"Tie them up and ask the soldiers to execute them one by one, especially those who have not killed the enemy yet, so that they can learn how to kill the enemy," Massoud said.

As an Afghan guerrilla, torturing the enemy is a simple matter. War will distort people's minds. Now, Masood wants to train these rabble into elite soldiers who can go to the battlefield. The first thing is to let them learn how to kill. enemy.

The Indian soldiers who were tied up must have regretted it at this time. Originally, there had been battles between the feudal states before. As long as they surrendered, so be it. But now, what are these people doing with such ferocious looks?

Kunal was even more frightened. He forgot to tear off his epaulettes, so among all the people present, he had the highest military rank.

A man wearing a long robe and a turban on his face looked at him with a special look that made him shudder.

"What are you going to do? We have surrendered!" Kunal shouted.

"Skin it off." Massoud said quietly, with a dagger in his hand.

"No!" Kunal shouted, and then his body was lifted up and fixed between two trees. He was even more frightened.

"This is the real war. If you want to fight for the independence of the kingdom, everyone needs to pick up their own weapons and fight bravely. You will find fun in the battle." Masoud said, using a dagger to skillfully remove the opponent from the enemy. There were cuts on his belly.

Kunal's screams echoed throughout the plateau, and two hours later, he finally died.

The rest of the prisoners, their minds were blank, were all frightened. When they faced the gun, they realized that death was coming.

"Da!" The gunshot ended their lives.

"The bravest warriors should fight in the most passionate way!" Massoud said: "When you become brave, you will find that the Indian government's troops are also vulnerable. Today, we fought If we win the first battle, we will win more battles in the future!”

"Long live, long live!" The voice of the Tubang army echoed in the valley. Their counterattack has officially begun!

When the news reached New Delhi, Rajiv was shocked. He did not expect that those local mobs actually killed a battalion of his own infantry.

Then, frustrated battle reports came one after another, and he discovered his mistake. He had underestimated those local mobs!

Just when he was planning to mobilize more troops to attack Hyderabad with the assistance of tank troops, another news came that there was also a large-scale commotion in the Indore state!

At first, the submission of the princely states was achieved entirely through strong methods. Now, after seeing the princely state of Hyderabad, they finally bravely took up their own weapons. The other princely states are also jealous, especially the Ten Kingdoms. A few years ago, the nobles of the princely states no longer had their state annuities, and most of their property was confiscated. This made them resentful. In the past, they had no chance because the Indian central government was too powerful.

But now, seeing that the central government has declined and lost many battles, and that Hyderabad has risen and regained what it has, they are tempted.

Anyway, there is nothing left, why not get up and do something! They finally revolted!

This is a rebellion that is enough to stir up the whole of India! Sendarji's words were definitely not shocking. He keenly saw that under the example of the Hyderabad state, other states would suffer the same situation. Therefore, he suggested that the fastest and most powerful means must be adopted. , quickly put down the rebellion, but unfortunately, it was disrupted by Meta.

Now, the country is afraid of being completely turbulent. When the princely states declare their independence one after another, the central government will not be able to cope with it. This is no longer the era of Nehru!

Although there must be a conspiracy, such as the support of Pakistan, there is definitely some, but now, they are unable to deal with it. When they heard that other kingdoms were beginning to experience turmoil, everyone turned pale. (To be continued ~^~)