Scared Off

Author: September Sauce

Scared Off

Indian border post.

Rekesh is an ordinary officer. His life has always been very ordinary. He just eats and drinks in the barracks. If necessary, he goes to the border in a sedan carried by subordinates.

Although it is difficult to achieve meritorious service, for a Kshatriya like him who has a profound background and already has a way out, the so-called military merit is actually not important at all.

As long as you stay on the "front line" honestly and earn enough time and qualifications, you can successfully return to the capital and embark on the road to promotion.

Therefore, with this mentality, he has always been extremely indifferent on border affairs.

But recently, his indifferent mentality has changed somewhat.

The reason is simple. Through some special channels, he got a message:

The relationship between the United States and China is about to become further tense, and confrontation may become the mainstream in the future.

The credibility of this news is extremely high. After all, as far as he knows, the two sides have already been at odds in the Darfur region of Africa, but it has not escalated to a direct conflict.

So, in this situation, it seems that I suddenly have an incredible opportunity.

If we can express our loyalty to the United States through certain things, then what we can gain will definitely not be less than Darfur.

You know, Darfur is far away in Africa, but we are in China's backyard.

If they can cause trouble, can't we?

The more Rekesh thought about it, the more excited he became. He could hardly hold back and wanted to take action immediately.

So, tonight, on the traditional Chinese New Year's Eve, he quietly planned an insidious mission.

He planned to lead his men to the border and send a special "New Year's greeting" to the Chinese soldiers stationed there.

As for gifts, of course they are rocks and ice cubes.

It's not like no one has done this before, but there is absolutely no time that is better than now.

New Year is the time for the other party's family to reunite, but those border guards still have to stand guard hard.

Their morale must be extremely low, right?

Once he succeeds in a sneak attack, he might be able to achieve significant results.

And with this victory, he will become the youngest and most courageous officer in India.

The road to promotion will become extremely smooth, and even his father's political opponents will no longer be able to embarrass him.

The desire in his heart became stronger and stronger, even to the point of swallowing up his reason. So, that afternoon, Rekesh organized his team and prepared to organize a "routine patrol".

He spent less than half an hour explaining the action plan, and another half an hour to boost morale.

After everything was ready, the team packed up and set off.

The trek along the way is hard, especially when the sun is about to set and the temperature is getting lower.

But at the same time, Rekesh's heart was burning.

Because he knows that Great Expectations is only one step away from him, and as long as he crosses it, his whole world will become different.

Two hours later, he finally saw the Chinese outpost in the distance.

There was less than half an hour before dark, and he planned to wait until it got completely dark before executing his sneak attack plan.

In his opinion, that is the safest strategy.

While waiting, the guards helped him set up a simple windproof tent and made hot tea. He enjoyed the sunset comfortably and imagined the refreshing feeling of conquering the post and majestically trampling the Chinese people under his feet.

Even the warm tea seemed to become scalding hot.

It's almost, it's almost ten minutes away

He looked at the afterglow of the setting sun in the eastern sky and beat a beat in his heart.

However, just before the sun almost completely set, a huge black shadow suddenly appeared in his sight.

The black shadow dragged a long flame and wake, and rolled in with majestic thunder.

In just a few breaths, the black hawk came to the top of his head.

It was during these few breaths that Reksh understood what he was seeing.

That was a stealth strategic bomber.

It's the one that China just reported some time ago.

What is it doing here?

How did it fly so far? Didn't it say it was in the northwest?

Is it here to protect the outpost?

Or is it that his purpose is originally himself?

A series of questions emerged in Rekesh's mind, and the complexity even exceeded the limit of the information that his brain could process.

He just stared dumbfoundedly at the plane hovering above his head, and then watched it speed up and fly away with its back to him.

All the lofty ideals disappeared. When the snow on the mountain peaks rustled down with a huge explosion, Rekesh suddenly understood a truth:

The world has changed.

The balance of power on this so-called marginal line has been broken.

And all Indian soldiers still stationed on the border will be forced to face the same problem:

Phantom bombers fly overhead all year round, but our own side has no way to track and attack them.

Reksh shuddered, a dangerous instinct rising from the bottom of his heart.

How will the future develop?

Is the conflict really still limited to rocks?

Will that plane, and its magazine, suddenly open on an unusual afternoon?

Reksh didn't dare to think about it any more.

He returned with his team silently and no one asked any questions.

The first thing he did when he returned to the camp was to call his father.

He only said one sentence:

"I want to go home."

Vietnam, ship port.

After experiencing the last confrontation, Ruan Yongliang's status in the military has seriously declined.

He desperately wanted to find a breakthrough to regain his things.

But the reality is cruel. We have no military advantage and cannot obtain stronger foreign aid.

Even our own aircraft were blocked inland by the opponent's fourth-generation aircraft formation and did not dare to take any further steps towards the sea to the east.

The power he can mobilize is really too little, so little that even trying to change the situation and even gain a little bit of dignity for himself has become a luxury.

Therefore, he had no choice but to sit in the office day after day and study his opponents through various channels.

From politics to economics, from military to culture, never give up on anything.

He has only one purpose, and that is:

When one day, when his research is thorough enough, he will not hesitate to seize the opponent's flaw and launch a counterattack with thunderous momentum.

In order to counterattack like this, he has always been operating secretly.

This includes not only the upgrading of equipment, but also the will training of the soldiers under their command.

He was confident that under his own training, in just two months, those soldiers who were originally weaklings would be able to transform into real warriors.

Time, just give him some more time.

Time was so tight that even on the special day of the Spring Festival, while having New Year's Eve dinner with his family, he was still thinking about future plans.

His confidence was once high, thinking that as long as he worked hard enough, he would have a chance to make a comeback.

However, just this evening, a small thing shattered all his illusions.

First, at the dinner table, everyone heard a continuous weird roar.

Everyone thought it was air force training, but when they ran to the window to check, the sky was clear.

Nothing could be seen, and the low and distant roar seemed to come from the void.

Everyone was wondering about this, but Ruan Yongliang didn't care.

He was just eating vegetables while studying his training plan.

The nightmare came because my youngest son turned on the TV.
To be continued...