There are four air force airports in Assam. After Zhang Shun gave the thunderbolt operation order, more than 200 aircraft took off from Chittagong, Dispur, Sikkim and Bhutan at the same time. They divided into three routes and drew a beautiful arc.
, crossing the Dongba territory in an instant.
Verna ran out of the headquarters, picked up her camera and kept taking photos. When the plane fired terrifying gunfire, she was stunned. This was the first time she had seen the Hong Kong People's Air Force.
She had no time to ask Meng Da what kind of weapon it was, that kind of weapon that glowed with fire and had a beautiful tail.
"Thunderbolt, thunderbolt, this is more terrifying than the thunder in the sky!"
While Verna was talking to herself, the second batch of planes started to take off again. She looked at the sky in shock: "Isn't this going to destroy India?"
"Hahahaha, are you worried about them?" Meng Da happened to come out and took over the topic with a big smile.
Verna was about to turn around when she saw another plane appearing and exclaimed: "An Indian plane!"
"Yes, but if they can't fly within 18 kilometers of our aircraft, they will be shot down by my cheap short-range missiles. India has prepared 12 air force squadrons and 200 combat aircraft near East Pakistan this time. I believe they can't resist it.
Give me an hour of air strikes!”
"Is this your magic weapon to win?" Verna couldn't help but smile.
"My magic weapon for victory comes from offense. I have a variety of offensive weapons and must maximize my offensive firepower. Of course, my troops' defense and counterattack will not be too bad either."
"Commander Meng, since your air force is so powerful, why do you still need to dispatch the army?"
Meng Da looked at the shrewd and cunning female reporter and said straightforwardly: "The air force is to attack and destroy, while the army is to occupy."
"It means you are going to occupy Indian land. Is my analysis correct?"
"You are very cunning!" Mengda laughed at Verna and said loudly: "I am not going to occupy their territory, but for the people of Pakistan to take back the land that India took away from them!"
"I understand, you want to occupy West Bengal and then make deals with them." Verna whispered, with a strange smile in her eyes.
"Hey, are you an agent?" Meng Da smiled bitterly. This woman was so powerful that she had already thought that he had a deal with Pakistan.
The air battle began. Twelve Indian aircraft were chased by the Assam Air Force. Short-range air-to-air missiles emitted streaks of lightning. Soon, clouds of fire burned in the sky. There was an explosion and the Indian aircraft fell from the sky.
.Sadly, India’s dense population soon caused fires in cities and rural areas, and black smoke billowed into the sky in the north.
Seeing Verna's expression change, Mengda whispered: "This is war. Those who provoke war bring disaster to his people!"
"I'm very surprised. Indian planes are also equipped with air-to-air missiles. How come it doesn't work on your plane?"
"Well, I need to keep it a secret."
"Do you have missile track jamming devices on your aircraft?"
Mengda was shocked. He stared at Verna for a long time, then sighed and said, "You are also very knowledgeable."
"Hehe, I am usually a reporter, and in my free time I am a student in Hong Kong. I want to dabble in various subjects of yours and learn everything about you."
"Report, Commander Xia Wentao discovered that there are Indian troops fighting with Pakistani troops in East Pakistan. The Indian troops have a clear advantage and the Pakistani troops are at a disadvantage. He suggested attacking the Indian troops first and then moving towards West Bengal."
"Nonsense! Tell Xia Wentao if you dare to ruin my plan, I will have his head removed!" Meng Da got angry and yelled at his daughter.
"yes."
"Is there something wrong with your son's plan?" Verna asked in confusion.
"Fighting the enemy in East Pakistan will definitely cause civilian casualties. I don't want to make enemies with my neighbors."
"This is not what you mean, nor is it the key point of your battle plan."
"oh?"
"If my guess is correct, you will occupy West Bengal and make the Indian army automatically lay down its weapons."
"Hey, you're not simple!" Mengda shook his head and warned Verna: "It's not a good thing to be too smart!"
"Hehe, I dare to be clever in front of you, but in front of others I am a crazy girl."
"Hahaha——" Meng Da couldn't help laughing loudly.
After the two of them laughed, Verna raised a new question: "Commander Meng, I heard that when you occupied Assam everywhere, you did not interfere with the chieftains and clan chiefs of each state, but after my investigation, they have sincerely rubbed their hands.
Entered your system."
Meng Da said proudly: "This is my policy and wisdom."
"Tell me about it, I guess it's not a secret?"
"The Buraku people value their traditional customs very much and like to arrange their lives according to their own wishes and ways. But I did not force any changes to this. I first attracted their ordinary people with modern life and high salaries. When this happened
After everything was completely accepted by the people, the chieftain and the clan leader realized that they were alone."
Verna admired: "This is your brilliance. But I still don't understand, you and India are rivals, why don't you do trade with Bangladesh?"
"There are many reasons!"
"oh?"
"Dongba has a large population, but their land cannot allow these people to live happily. The reason is that there are too many people and not enough land, and there are also leadership problems. However, their policies have brought us problems. If
If I open the border or trade with East Pakistan, a large number of people will migrate to Assam."
"As far as I understand, you need a lot of workers and migrant labor. Can't you help your neighbors?"
Mengda said regretfully: "I really want to help them, but once I show kindness, it will cause great ethnic conflicts in Assam for future generations!"
"Ah, are you being alarmist?"
“First, in terms of natural resources, with the increase in the number of immigrants, the population carrying capacity of plain areas is gradually becoming saturated. The competition between immigrants and indigenous people for land and other resources is increasingly intensifying, and conflicts are deepening; second, in terms of economic development
, Burakumin, as a disadvantaged development group, are in a difficult situation.
A large amount of wealth brought by commercial and industrial development has flowed into the pockets of immigrants who are good at business. Burakumin, who are highly dependent on the original natural environment, are unable to compete with immigrants in many fields, and the situation of disadvantaged groups in economic development has become prominent.
Third, in terms of public power and cultural psychology, the "victim mentality" of the Burakumin is getting worse day by day. The Burakumin have less say in matters involving their own rights, and their special interests cannot be effectively protected. The Burakumin are worried about their ancient heritage.
The customs and language will eventually be submerged and lost in the vast ocean of Bengalis.”
Verna listened very carefully. She understood what Mengda said. Everything was because of land and resources. But he said curiously: "Won't you cause conflicts here?"
"The people we come here are business, education, government management, scientific and technological talents and military talents. The development and management of Assam cannot be separated from these people, and they will not cause local customs and habits. We advocate freedom of belief and respect their
One generation. But when a new generation of Assamese people grow up in twenty years, they will quietly accept modern life."
"This is also a war, a bloodless war, and it is a feat of influencing them with favors, favors, and sacrifices. The Pakistani government is unstable, and India is a country full of ambitions. Only Assam is quietly changing.
They are a bunch of fools!"
Mengda laughed again and said to Verna: "I admire you more and more."
The two-hour air strike was quickly completed in the two people's free conversation. Meng Xiaozhen came over and said: "Report, the air strike has achieved its purpose. Zhang Shun will use the air force to cover the armored forces and start the expedition. Please give the commander an order."
"Tell Xia Wentao that the army group will be divided into three groups and start taking action!"
"yes!"
Verna waved goodbye to Meng Da, a red cloud of excitement appeared on her charming face, and she said with a smile: "Commander Meng, I want to act with your son's headquarters, goodbye!"
"goodbye!"
This is the Assam Garrison. A group army has nine combat divisions, one guard division, plus a large logistics force, hospitals and army self-propelled artillery regiments. The total strength has reached 180,000. Meng Da does not trust his son.
, but wants him to learn to command in war, only in this way can he let go.
The three-pronged army consisted of tanks, armored transport vehicles, self-confident artillery launchers integrating artillery and artillery, as well as various communication offices, command vehicles, etc. More than 10,000 vehicles were fully mechanized, which shocked everyone at once.
Verna was constantly taking photos and holding a miniature camera given to him by Mengda to fully record the crackdown.
Liu Tai walked to Meng Da and looked at the marching team with a grin. This team was established by him. It can be said to be a tiger and wolf division that has undergone long-term training. Especially the first army and the third army.
The codenames of individual divisions are the names of fierce beasts such as "Eagle Division", "Tiger Division", and "Leopard Division".
"You're very proud, aren't you?" Meng Da saw through Liu Tai's mood and joked happily.
"If I were allowed to go on an expedition, I would be very proud."
"Hahahaha." Meng Da couldn't help laughing and said to Liu Tai: "We have to let go, they can't grow up, and the family business we created will be destroyed!"
"clear!"
"I don't understand!" Qiu Qingquan suddenly came out, stood in front of Meng Da and pinched his waist, as if he was about to fight.
"Hey, you old monster, isn't life in Okinawa uncomfortable?" Mengda couldn't help joking and scolding. This is his masterpiece. Qiu Qingquan did not die in the civil war and is still very strong now.
"Get comfortable! Last year you sent out troops without telling me, and this year you started a war without telling me. Am I getting old? I married a little wife last year, and she gave birth to a daughter this year!"
"Hahahaha." Meng Da laughed, his stomach hurt, and he scratched his face with his fingers and said, "Shameless."
"I saw the old guys leaving one by one, and I felt very uncomfortable. I also knew that I wouldn't live long, so I had to make a wish!"
"Oh?" Meng Da asked in surprise: "What is your wish?"
"Yes, let me have a good time, feel comfortable and show off on the battlefield!"
"Hey, you're sixty-nine years old, and you still want to go to the battlefield? You want to blackmail me into a coffin, right?" Meng Da sneered at Qiu Qingquan unceremoniously.
"I'm going to serve as a staff officer for your son!" When Qiu Qingquan saw that Meng Da didn't agree, he simply opened his legs and ran towards the approaching headquarters.
"Damn maniac!" Meng Da knew he couldn't stop him, so he cursed helplessly in a low voice.
"Commander, he feels the same as you." Liu Tai said with a smile.
"You too!" Meng Da admitted his thoughts, but he knew that among the few people alive now, who didn't want to go to the battlefield?