Dominate South Asia

Damn the weather! Although half of the tank commander's body was exposed, he was wearing a thick military uniform and a tank cap. His body was already covered with sweat. He wiped the sweat on his forehead with his arm, and his head was buzzing. The buzzing sound continued, and even the sound of shooting from the opposite side was ignored.

"Drive faster!" the commander shouted. As soon as he finished shouting, he felt that his body was suddenly hit by something, and the shield in front of him was covered in scarlet.

It wasn't until a second later that the initial numbness passed, and the huge pain spread to his mind. He looked at his chest, where a hole appeared, and blood was constantly spurting out from it.

"Help me!" He shouted, his body lost strength and fell into the tank. Sniper, he was sniped!

Huge pain hit him, and soon he lost consciousness. Before losing consciousness, he only heard the constant gunshots outside.

Seeing their own instructor kill a tanker with one shot, the rebel fighters hiding around him were immediately inspired. They kept aiming and shooting with their own guns. Unfortunately, their accuracy was too poor and they could hit the bullets. It's already amazing to land a spark on the opponent's tank.

Several tank crewmen were injured, but the rest took advantage of this short period of time to get back into the tank, close the hatch cover, and the battle officially began!

The commander used the periscope to look around. Compared to when he was just exposed to the outside, the field of view was greatly reduced. However, other than this, they had no other choice. Being killed by a sniper while your body is outside is the most terrifying result.

but. Just after they got into the tank, an even more terrifying scene occurred.

In the originally empty room, many people, mostly civilians, appeared. They held something in their hands, lit it, and then threw it over.

Molotov cocktail!

In the mountains of Afghanistan, the Afghan guerrillas first began. Molotov cocktails were used to deal with Soviet tanks, although the effect was minimal.

But now, the distance is quite close, the street is less than ten meters wide, and there are houses on both sides. You can throw it directly after you come out of the house.

"Bang." A Molotov cocktail splashed on the tank's turret, and the gasoline inside flowed out. The entire turret was ablaze.

The people inside were already extremely hot. Now, when the incendiary bottle was ignited again, there was a big steamer inside, so the tank crew had to open the hatch cover and climb out quickly.

When they came out, they saw an even more surprising sight.

"RPG!"

Not only are there low-end weapons like Molotov cocktails for civilians to use against tanks, but also. There are also more high-end weapons, RPGs designed to deal with tanks!

That man must be a member of the resistance force of the Hyderabad State. He was carrying an RPG rocket launcher, stepped out from a corner, aimed at the tank in front, and then pulled the trigger.

A stream of heat flew out from the tail, and RPG rockets flew out from the front. Fly towards the tank.

"Boom!" At such a close distance, the tank was easily hit. When the rocket-propelled grenade flew over, the concentrated energy warhead in front tore open the T-54's armor. There was a big explosion inside

"Hit!" shouted the rebel, who had no idea. Several tanks nearby had already reacted. The turrets rotated, and the dense bullets from the parallel machine guns immediately mopped him down.

With his body twitching, he watched as a tank rumbled over and ran over his body. When it hit his legs, they were no longer breathing.

"Quick, get in!" Massoud shouted: "Where are those rocket shooters? Where are they dead?"

"Where are the people?" Bhindranwale was also stunned. Now is the best opportunity to kill all these tanks. However, the other hidden RPG players seem to be scared?

"Send the order, anyone who does not take the initiative to attack will be shot immediately!" Massoud said: "As long as you shoot your own rocket, regardless of whether it hits or not, you can get a reward of five thousand rupees!"

These people were all brought together by money, and Masoud could only use this method.

Originally, the perfect encirclement here could kill all the more than 20 tanks. Unfortunately, the RPG operators around were not as brave as the civilians.

The reason why civilians are willing to work so hard is of course rewarded. As long as you throw a Molotov cocktail, no matter whether it hits the tank or not, there will be a reward of one thousand rupees. Under this reward, these civilians originally had nothing. Now, You can still make money by relying on this method, but of course you have to work hard.

After listening to Masud's words, Bhindranwale gritted his teeth and said: "It seems that this is the only way to go. However, if we have to fight in this way, I am afraid it will not last long."

It all depends on one's own economic strength. The wealth stolen will probably be spent on this.

"What are you afraid of?" Masood said: "After becoming independent, Hyderabad will have to print its own money."

In the past, as the richest princely state, Hyderabad had its own railways, various postal departments, and it also had its own banknotes. The princely state of Hyderabad is completely like a country.

Now that Hyderabad has regained its independence, it will naturally open its own printing factory and print its own banknotes as it did decades ago.

In a country with a stable economy, the amount of banknotes must be controlled at a reasonable scale. Excessive printing of banknotes will cause serious inflation.

Now, Masood doesn't care about these. No matter what empty checks he made, he will cash them all when the time comes. Hyderabad will issue its own currency and print as much as it wants. He doesn't care about any economic laws.

And Bhindranwale has no culture. In his opinion, if he can print money, he can solve the financial problem. Since this problem has been solved, it will be too easy to boost morale in the war.

Sure enough, after the order was passed down, the RPG rocketeers who were originally deployed came out of their hidden buildings and launched attacks on the tanks of the Indian government army.

Many rockets were shot away, and some even flew directly into the sky, acting as sky-jumping monkeys. However, the effect is still very good. If one out of ten can hit, it is enough for the Indian government army.

In this way, after they launched the attack, the number of burning tanks on the scene had reached more than a dozen.

The battle began in the urban area.

Rushing from the city, Yut's tank troops were in the central square of the city. Listening to the explosions around them, Yut finally got angry.

The loss of more than a dozen tanks was already quite huge. The order he received was to bring the tank troops back intact. After all, this was the last asset of the Indian army.

"We can't continue to fight." The deputy commander said: "We have to wait for the arrival of our infantry. With the cover of the infantry, we can easily play the power of the tanks and avoid being approached by those rebels."

Tanks are not suitable for street fighting. Due to their narrow field of vision, they often take care of their heads and not their tails in street fighting. Only by cooperating with infantry can the power of tank fire support be brought into play. Where there is resistance, they can be directly bombarded.

Street fighting has always been the most serious casualties. If you want to reduce casualties, you can only attack like the Soviet Union's attack on Jalalabad, a bulldozer-style attack. When you come over, all places are ruins. There is no place to hide, and no space for snipers to move.

But now, the Indians cannot copy it, because this is still Indian land. They are only here to suppress the rebellion. If they turn this place into ruins, they will face strong pressure. Moreover, they don’t have so much ammunition. Over the years, India has not even had a qualified and complete ammunition production line. Many shells need to be imported. If India adopts the same tactics, it can’t hit half of the city, and the ammunition stored in the arsenal of the whole India will be consumed.

Occupying the city center here, even if the rebellion in Hyderabad is quelled, you can give an explanation to the upper level and the whole country first. At the same time, waiting for the arrival of infantry here, you can continue to encircle and suppress. Listening to the adjutant’s advice, Yut can only issue an order to stay here temporarily.

It is very wide here, and there is no need to worry about those RPGs approaching to shoot. At the same time, the tank’s turret faces outward, and as long as someone dares to approach, they will be immediately entertained by firepower!

Time passed bit by bit, and it was already afternoon.

"We have to think of another way." In a basement, several leaders met, and Bhindranwale said, "It's not good for us to drag it on."

Sarad also frowned. He wanted to retreat if it didn't work, but looking at the other people, he didn't say it.

"I have a way." Masood said, "Let's collect the cows here and make a fire bull formation."

Cows! In India, cows are very free animals. Half of the cows in India are ownerless. They wander around the streets. When they are hungry, they dig food from the garbage dump. When they are tired, they sleep directly on the road, just like stray dogs. However, their status is very high. Except for two states, killing cows is prohibited in other places.

Now, Masood's suggestion made everyone stunned. Fire bull formation?

"We tie grass to the cow's tail and light it on fire. This way, the cow will be frightened and rush forward. We can follow behind and get close enough to fire RPGs." Masood said: "If those government forces dare to fire at our sacred cows, they are the enemies of the entire South Asian subcontinent!" (To be continued ~^~)