Just as the imam and Maxim were stunned by the planes in the sky and the sudden contact, on a hill three kilometers away from Gilmu Village, Jawari, the colonel of the New Delhi border defense force in Kashmir, also discovered the situation in the sky through a telescope.

My face couldn't help but look a little ugly.

I thought this time, I was sure to encourage the people in the disaster-stricken areas of Pakistan to escape, but I didn’t expect that the Pakistani rescue plane would come. How could he make the next plan?

So the thick black eyebrows were frowned involuntarily. If I had known this would be the case, why did I work hard to cross more than 20 kilometers of plateau and mountain, penetrate here, and do what to do to meet the people who fled Pakistan?

Is it unhappy to find a few local girls outside the camp to do a few multiplayer exercises?

Unfortunately, no matter how much regret it, it is too late. What else can you say when you have arrived here? What's more, in Kashmir, Pakistan and New Delhi, two pairs of enemies, have done many dirty things like this. There are risks, but the benefits are unusually large. After all, inducing large-scale escapes from border residents can not only hurt opponents in logistics, but also damage the morale of the other party in public opinion.

There is no way, Kashmir is a typical plateau area, and any place where people live will become a valuable logistics supply node for both Pakistan and New Delhi.

To put it bluntly, soldiers heading to the front line can even ask for a bowl of hot water to warm their stomachs when they arrive at the settlement.

If a mountainous land is a plain and unmanned land, coupled with the plateau mountainous terrain, the difficulties will increase in geometric multiples, whether it is marching or logistics supply.

Because of this, in order to maintain their superiority in the region, Pakistan and New Delhi were calm on the surface, but in private, they penetrated each other, and then had a scene of a border citizen's escape, and then a conflict broke out and a small fight broke out.

This is also an important reason why the two sides of Kashmir have been constantly in conflict for so long.

The local residents of Kashmir are also used to jumping left and right on both sides of the territory. Anyway, they are all nomadic people. Pakistan and New Delhi have given good preferential policies to win over these people. So the locals are the attitude of having breasts as mothers. Whoever gives more benefits will run there.

Take this Gilmu earthquake as an example. Similar things are very common in Kashmir. They are located at the junction of the two major plates. Earthquakes are really common. It is even more normal to die if they don’t have earthquakes. What is the point of dying a person? The locals don’t care at all.

In contrast, what they care more about is the conditions prescribed in New Delhi. In addition to food, drinking water, medicine and money, there are actually sixteen 20-year-old New Delhi women.

This is very important for villages or tribes, because with women, they can continue to reproduce, expand tribe groups, control larger territory, and get more benefits when jumping left and right in the future.

As for the women given to New Delhi are all low-caste untouchables, the village chief of Gilmu Village doesn't care at all, because his idea is simple, as long as women can have children, nothing else matters.

Because of this, Jawari regretted it for a moment, and then put down the telescope in his hand and sneered a trace of sneer. So what if Pakistan sends it to rescue the plane?

Compared with women who can accompany men with pleasure, airplanes may not even be as good as scrap iron in the eyes of the village chief of Gilmu Village.

"Continue to follow the plan." Jawari ordered the adjutant beside him, then turned his head and ordered the communication officer next to him: "Notify the command center in the rear that we found the Pakistani transport aircraft... As for the model..."

Thinking of the aircraft model, Jawari's mind began to be confused. He, an army officer, did not know about the air force's bad butt, but the command center behind needed the accurate model to respond accordingly. It would not work if he did not report it. So Jawari was about to blurt out the only model he knew C-130, and suddenly a kind reminder came from the side: "It's China's luck-15plus!"

As soon as he searched his heart and came up with a familiar model, he was interrupted and passed it away. Jawari felt very unhappy. He glared at the direction of the sound, and then he saw a Canon camera lens facing him just right.

Jawari, who was cold-eyed, immediately looked solemn, holding a telescope in one hand and lying on her knees with the other hand, making a heroic attitude of commanding battles majestic on the enemy's land. How could she look unhappy?

"Crack~~"

After a few shutter sounds, Javari immediately turned around and asked the person who took the photo: "Major Godopay, is it OK?"

The person who took the photo was no one else, and it was Major Godopay, a military reporter in the New Delhi that was in the snow nine months ago with New Delhi military observers participating in the strategic delivery exercise.

However, the last time Godopay was preparing to watch a joke in the army in the snow area, he not only failed to see it, but instead broke the lens of his Canon camera.

Not only did he not earn any royalties, he even lost his scheduled promotion.

Because the military leaders in New Delhi felt that what he and Major General Singh reported were too incredible, and because China's current capabilities could not have the advanced light transport aircraft they mentioned, they removed Singh from his position as a military observer on the grounds that the two of them exaggerated it and kicked him to a reserve base in southern India as deputy commander.

As for Godopay, he naturally abolished his promotion and was arranged to continue his old career as a military journalist in Kashmir.

Godopay originally wanted to stay in Kashmir for two years, but she was planning to drag her family's relationship into a mainstream media in New Delhi and become a professional media reporter, but she didn't expect that he would catch up with the operation in less than a year.

So Godopay immediately seized the opportunity and worked tirelessly to infiltrate the troops, and sent out seven or eight special reports in succession, which were widely adopted by the official and mainstream media in New Delhi. For a time, Godopay became famous again in the media circle of New Delhi again.

Of course, Godopay also knew who the boss is now, so he took what he liked and became an indispensable part of Godopay's work.

"Very great, my dear Colonel!"

Javari's sense of Godopay is pretty good, so he doesn't hit people with a smile. What's more, Godopay is very good at being a human being, and has taken a lot of photos showing his glory, so Javari thinks Godopay is okay.

So after setting up the poss, he asked, "The plane in the sky is not an American c-130?"

"C-130 is four-speed, and the one in the sky is two-speed, so it is not from the United States, but from China's luck-15plus." Godopay explained patiently.

Jawari nodded, then continued to ask, "Since you know what model it is, then tell me what can this plane do when it comes?"

"Of course I'm airdropping food to Gilmu."

"Why?"

"It's very simple. There is no condition for taking off and landing in the near future. Because the flattest grassland in the area is less than 700 meters long. Not to mention the Ship-15plus, it can't be done by Spain-235 or the C-130 of the United States. What's more, I haven't seen Ship-15plus landing in China at a field airport, and it's a thousand meters before stopping, so I can only airdrop..."

"Wait... Then why did it start to land?"

Just as Godopay shook her head and talked freely, Jawari suddenly interrupted, and immediately handed a staff officer's telescope to Godopay and pointed at the landing gear that had already been lowered and fell on a yellow grassland.
Chapter completed!