RBCT Chapter 3306 India's Throat
Chapter 3306 India's Throat
Chapter 3306 India's Throat
After leaving the memorial with Hathaway, Yang Xiaotao made an excuse to leave.
He then asked Liu Lixue to come and show him around, while he returned to his office and called Mr. Chen.
When Mr. Chen heard what Hathaway had said, he was startled, but quickly regained his composure.
That guy from India is not someone to be trifled with.
Although he got a good beating last time, this guy is still stubborn and keeps popping out to shout every now and then.
The guy brought up the Tuo Island issue a while ago at the conference, spouting nonsense about respecting sovereignty.
They've already made their own decision on that island, what's it to you?
It's absolutely disgusting.
Take recent events, for example; we suffered a great loss at the hands of the Tibetans.
It would be a lie to say that I don't want to get revenge.
However, China's development over the years has consistently outpaced that of the other side, making the other side always wary.
As for buying an aircraft carrier, Old Chen didn't seem to care much.
An aircraft carrier is just a platform for carrying aircraft; you need aircraft carriers but also aircraft.
With India's limited resources, they couldn't even figure out how to develop a rifle, yet they claimed that integrating the best rifle designs from various countries would create the best rifle.
If only it were that simple.
In reality, the cobbled-together rifle malfunctioned frequently on the mountain, sometimes involuntarily switching to burst fire mode, and in cold weather, it had to be scalded with hot water before it could be fired.
With this kind of capability, how can they even manufacture carrier-based aircraft?
dream.
Nine times out of ten, it's about purchasing carrier-based aircraft.
But what you buy is destined not to last long.
After a few voyages, India will probably have a headache.
So there's no need to worry about this for at least the next ten years.
However, the aircraft and missiles purchased by the other side deserve our attention.
After speaking with Yang Xiaotao on the phone, Old Chen called General Peng and then mentioned the matter.
"Old Peng, I think those guys are getting a bit cocky. They've forgotten how painful it was all these years ago."
Old Chen sneered. There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, followed by a strong voice, "If they've forgotten the pain, let them remember it."
How do I remember it?
Old Chen was a little curious, and then he heard General Peng lower his voice and say, "You know Zhe Mengxiong, right?"
"Zhe Mengxiong?"
Old Chen's eyes lit up, because he was quite familiar with this place.
South of the Himalayas lies a former vassal state.
"I remember, so what?"
"hey-hey!"
Peng's laughter came through the phone, "You know, India has been coveting this place for a long time. As long as we occupy that land, they can rest easy."
Old Chen's eyes lit up, and he laughed, "But if this land falls into our hands, won't they be unable to sleep at night?"
Mr. Peng's laughter rang out again.
However, the two quickly regained their composure, because they both knew that the international community would not allow it to return to their side.
India, in particular, would never acknowledge it.
This could even escalate tensions between the two sides.
"If we don't want it, they can forget about getting it."
Suddenly, Old Chen spoke up.
"Just to my liking."
Peng's voice came through the phone, and the two smiled at each other.
Delhi, Jepat Road.
A GAZ-69 sped from east to west, stopping in front of a magnificent palace with a hiss. Two middle-aged men in black trench coats jumped out of the vehicle, glanced at the guards at the gate, and quickly stepped forward to show their identification.
The front of the ID card had a line of text written on it, with the abbreviation "RAW" below.
After checking their credentials, the two quickly entered the palace, and then, led by a staff member, walked through a corridor and arrived at a bright office.
Inside the room, an old man with a white face and no beard, his face covered with wrinkles, stood quietly by the window, his hands clasped together in front of his chest, his gaze fixed on the blue sky outside the window, as if in prayer.
The two stood aside, looked at each other, and then silently walked to the corner of the wall and waited quietly.
The staff slowly closed the door, and then the office became eerily quiet, almost suffocating.
The old man continued his murmured prayers, using this method to soothe his inner turmoil.
Yes, that's right, it's just frustration.
Those worries always made him restless and unable to find peace of mind!
And lately, these worries have only increased!
Today's India is no longer the India that once boasted of being the third largest in the world.
Today, India faces increasingly intense internal conflicts, sluggish economic development, declining industry and commerce, and hardship for its people.
More importantly, domestic food production and medical infrastructure have reached a very critical point.
Despite having so much arable land and abundant water resources, you could theoretically expect that as long as the farmers work hard, the grain would fall from the sky.
As long as you have hands, you won't starve.
Without going into too much detail, it should at least be more than China.
But that's the reality. In the past two years, the domestic grain supply has not only failed to increase, but has instead led to a situation where there is no grain available.
Consequently, the amount of grain they used to export to earn foreign exchange decreased.
As a result, people die of starvation every year.
As for not exporting grain, that's impossible.
Without foreign exchange, how will they gain the status of the leader of the Third World?
How can we purchase foreign weapons and equipment and become stronger?
As for medicine, this has always been their weakness in India.
Thinking of this, the old man felt a pang in his heart.
India was affected by both epidemics, and each one was more severe than the last.
In particular, the resulting population loss is the largest in the world, so much so that they dare not even bother to calculate it.
Of course, as the bureau chief, he only knew a general figure as to how many people were missing.
However, he was educated and knew a simple mathematical formula for proportionality.
Before the first epidemic, a natural village in India had 650 people. After the epidemic, there were only 420 people, including the eight children born during that period.
After the second epidemic, the village had only 108 people left.
That's almost five-sixths less!
Such natural villages account for 70% of all villages in the country.
Thus, we know the population loss caused by these two epidemics, which indirectly affected food production.
If there's less food, there will be fewer people...
This created a vicious cycle.
Moreover, the sharp decline in population, coupled with agricultural difficulties, also impacted industrial development.
In recent years, their industrial system has mainly used old machines from before World War II.
Even some advanced machines are purchased from abroad; almost none are produced domestically.
Compared to the dragon to the north, it has made great strides in recent years.
Especially in the field of science and technology, they can't even copy the achievements of others.
The gap is widening.
After a long while, the old man suppressed his inner irritation, then lowered his hands, his murmured voice disappeared, and then he turned to look at the two of them.
"Why did you come in such a hurry? Is something the matter?"
The old man spoke calmly, then casually walked to a table to the side.
Only then did the two dare to step forward, and then they raised their right hands in a salute with a high kick.
"Chief, A. Singh reporting for duty." "S. Singh reporting for duty."
The old man felt a headache coming on when he heard the names of the two people in front of him.
These days, there are too many people named Singh in India.
In their department alone, there are more than two people with that name.
There was no other way but to add a letter before their names.
"Tell me, what's the matter?"
The old man waved his hand dismissively, then asked without a word.
The two men exchanged a glance, and then A. Singh, who was in charge, stepped forward and said, "Chief, we have just received a piece of intelligence."
"The chemical machinery being transported from Britain is being diverted to Singapore by ship."
"According to the information we obtained from the crew, their target seems to be Hong Kong in the East."
A. Singh spoke loudly, and the old man was stunned.
After a moment, he realized, "You mean the Heather Flower?"
A. Singh nodded hurriedly, "Yes, sir, it is the Heather."
As soon as he finished speaking, the old man stood up abruptly, causing the chair behind him to scrape against the floor with a hissing sound.
"Where is it going? Where is it going?"
"Hong Kong, according to the crew, they are going to Hong Kong."
After A. Singh finished speaking, S. Singh quickly added, "Chief, this ship contains biochemical equipment that we purchased from Britain."
"Many of them are machines used for drug research."
"Domestic pharmaceutical factories are waiting for this equipment to go into production. Now that the machines are gone, drug production will be delayed."
The old man's expression grew increasingly grave as he listened. He paced around the office, then stopped after a moment and asked, "Have we paid a deposit for these instruments and equipment?"
The two looked at each other, then shook their heads in unison, "We don't know."
"Don't understand?"
"Then go investigate. If you can't even do this simple thing right, what are you doing here?"
"Get out of here and investigate this matter thoroughly before you come back."
"No, half an hour, you only have thirty minutes, get out!"
The old man spoke angrily, and the two nodded hurriedly before rushing out.
However, before the door could close, someone walked in from outside. Just looking at the scene inside the room, the person swallowed hard, unsure whether to continue speaking.
"what happened?"
When the old man saw the person who came in looking timid and frightened, he immediately shouted in an annoyed tone.
The man shuddered and quickly raised his leg to salute. "Report, Director, urgent intelligence has come from Zhe Mengxiong."
"Zhe Mengxiong?"
The old man's expression changed, and he stepped forward to take the intelligence from the man's hand.
Upon opening it, he immediately stumbled.
"Go, I need all the information about Zhe Mengxiong from this period of time. Remember, all of it."
"Yes, okay."
The newcomer, like the two before him, rushed out in a hurry.
Watching the door close again, the old man suppressed his anger, picked up the phone on the table, and dialed a number.
A moment later, the phone was answered, and the old man's tone instantly softened.
"Sir, I'm so sorry to bother you."
"Kathy, is there something you need?"
The person on the other end of the phone spoke softly and unhurriedly.
"Sir, there's something I'd like to report to you."
The old man swallowed hard before saying, "There's been a slight change in Zhe Mengxiong's situation; they're currently in contact with the north."
"And they, they..."
What happened to them?
The person on the other end of the phone spoke in a different tone, sounding somewhat anxious.
"They offered to submit."
"what?"
bump!
First came a surprised and angry voice on the phone, followed by a loud bang, as if something had been thrown to the ground.
"anything else?"
After a long while, a hurried inquiry came from the phone.
"That's all the information we have for now; we need to investigate further for more details."
"Then investigate, and do it as soon as possible, as soon as possible."
An angry voice came from the phone, causing the old man to unconsciously take the receiver away.
"Yes, I understand. I'll go and investigate personally right away."
"I will report to you as soon as I have any news."
After saying that, the old man quickly hung up the phone.
Then I sat in the chair and started to space out.
This time, the old man realized that his side's intelligence was somewhat outdated and had made a mistake.
They only just found out about such a big thing, especially since Zhe Mengxiong had already taken action while they were still completely unaware.
If I report it, I'll definitely get a scolding.
But he had no choice but to report it.
Because of the strategic importance of Dhemengxiongna's geographical location.
The important thing is to make them feel like there's a knife above their heads, right at their throats.
If this place is occupied by the enemy, their vital passage to their homeland and northeastern region will be cut off.
Even if they lose this place, their grand plans for the future will be ruined.
They recognized the importance of this area many years ago.
But who would have thought that just as they were about to take action, an epidemic ravaged them.
Before they could react, their neighbors across the street sent a medical team into Zhemenxiong to help the local people get through the plague.
From that point on, they realized that Zhe Mengxiong had begun to distance himself from them.
Therefore, they planned to continuously send people into Zhe Mengxiong, attempting to usurp his position.
Then, at the right time, make a decision on your own and take control of that land.
But just as this plan was beginning, the plague struck.
What an unlucky year!
The second plague was more severe than the first, especially among those who had just entered Zhemenxiong.
Because no one trusted the Chinese medical team, and due to local customs, they suffered heavy losses in this epidemic, and the survivors fled back home.
From that time onward, trade between Zhemengxiong and the northern China gradually increased.
More and more Chinese are settling in Zhemenxiong.
Then came China's unreasonable speed of rise.
Airplanes, those things can fly right over, and they can even refuel in the air.
Satellites are said to be an extremely powerful weapon.
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As China grew stronger, Zhe Mengxiong's resolve became increasingly firm.
They were flirting with each other at first, but now they're practically about to fight.
Therefore, they were prepared to take action against such disobedient individuals who had begun to change their minds.
But no one expected that such a thing would happen at this critical juncture.
The old man tossed aside the jumbled thoughts in his head, then got up and walked outside.
Just as I stepped outside, I heard chanting coming from the mosque, and I couldn't help but sigh to myself, "I hope it doesn't come to that."