A shameful rebellion occurred in the Turkish country of Hyderabad! After receiving the order, an infantry battalion in Bangalore, which was closest to, was quickly dispatched.

More than a dozen trucks led the infantry battalion towards Hyderabad, and along the way, residents along the way hid one after another.

Humph, just a group of declining nobles in the country, they dare to rebel! I really don’t know how death is written. The battalion commander Kunale sat in the cab of the car, looking at the field outside, with coldness in his eyes.

He was the first troops to dispatch. Of course, he came here not just to suppress the rebellion. I heard that all the rich people here were killed, and those guys were really good at plundering wealth!

Now, he should get these wealth! When he thought of this, he was eager to arrive in the city of Hyderabad as soon as possible.

This place belongs to the plateau, and you can see the rolling mountains in many places. After walking for a long time, the convoy entered a mountainous area.

There are mountains on both sides and long and narrow roads in the middle, which is the most likely place to be ambushed. Unfortunately, Kunale didn't think so much. In his sense that these rebellions were mobs at most. No matter how violent they were, they could not compete with the military machines.

"Boom!" Suddenly, a fire light in front, and the car in front had been overturned in the explosion.

Roadside bombs!

The vehicle behind stopped quickly, and the vehicle in front was actually attacked by a roadside bomb. When they stopped, their faces looked ugly.

If it were Soviet soldiers who had been fighting with the Afghan guerrillas, they would either immediately start backwards and drive out of the valley, or quickly penetrate upwards and occupy the commanding heights. Unfortunately, they are just Indian troops on the second line now. Their combat effectiveness is not much higher than that of a group of people who have just picked up their guns.

"Da." A crisp gunshot, with the gunshot, a soldier suddenly fell down with a blood hole in his chest screaming. The blood was sprayed, and the artery had been broken, and it took less than a minute. His blood would completely flow.

Sniper! At this time, all the soldiers realized that the situation was not good and began to find a place to hide, hoping to avoid the terrible sniper.

Unfortunately, it was too slow, and a large number of people appeared on the mountains on both sides.

"Dadada." The bullets poured down, and countless people's guns opened fire, condescending. It was easy to hit them.

In particular, two heavy machine guns fired the most violently. The 12.7mm bullet flew down, tearing the simple truck apart, and making the truck catch fire.

This group of soldiers was stunned. This is not a mob, it is a regular force! This second-line unit is OK to be a logistics force, but it is absolutely not OK to go to the front line to fight.

"Boom!" A rpg flew over and exploded the last truck, and their retreat was blocked at the same time.

"Send a few people to rush over from both sides and completely surround them." A man said on the top of the mountain.

"Okay, let's do it right away." Binderlandwarle said.

Originally, after this person came, he said he wanted to guide them in the battle, but Binderlandwale didn't believe it, but just now, this person killed a soldier on the opposite side with just one shot, using an ordinary AKM. The range was definitely more than 250 meters! Even Binderlandwale, at this distance, he definitely didn't know where the bullets flew.

This man had already conquered Binderlandwale by this precise shooting, and he was full of admiration for the people in front of him.

Masude looked at the mobs around him and wanted to lead them to rebel, which was a long way to go.

Originally, the matter here was planned by Osama, but now Osama has a new task and cannot get rid of it for the time being. If you want to completely indignate India, you must guide their revolution.

Now is the spark. If they want to make them completely start a prairie fire, there is still a long way to go. If they cannot let this fire be extinguished, they have to find someone who is proficient in guerrilla warfare to guide them. So Masud came over.

After coming, Masoude realized how arduous his task was. These people were not fighting for their ideals, but for money! Can such people succeed?

Masoud can only do his best.

Now, Masud felt that there was still hope. Although the combat effectiveness of the people he guided was a scumbag, the combat effectiveness of the Indian soldiers on the opposite side was even more scumbag. People like them could completely solve their battalion with one company.

The two sides were fighting ambushed, and they were only going to consume the strength of these people, but they did nothing wrong. So Masood changed his tactics and simply closed the door and killed the dogs, completely destroying them!

At this moment, Masoud's eyes widened, and the surrounded people below actually raised the white flag! They surrendered!

This is too outrageous, right? Is this called fighting? Masud looked at the people below, and saw that he could not win at all and could not escape. He simply came out of his hiding position, raised his hands and shouted, which was incredible.

Surrendered?

"They surrendered, we won!" Binderlandwaller said: "Instructor, what should we do?"

Masood is the instructor here, just like Mhamad went to coach the Afghan guerrillas.

"Bind it and kill it all." Masoude said.

Binderlandwale's body was shocked: "Kill them all?"

"Yes, they are your enemies. If you don't kill them, why are you still keeping them?" asked Masoud.

"But they have surrendered." Binderlandwarle said.

"Surrendering will even kill you. These people have no loyalty. Keeping them will be a disaster." Masoude said: "What? Do you want to keep them, and when the critical moment, they will shoot you in the black gun behind you?"

Binderlan Valle stopped talking, Masoud was completely right.

"Bundle them up and ask the soldiers to execute one by one, especially those who have not yet eliminated the enemy, so that they can learn how to kill the enemy." Masoud said.

As an Afghan guerrilla, torture the enemy is a simple thing. War will cause distortion in the mind. Now, Masood wants to train these mobs into elite soldiers who can go to the battlefield. The first thing is to learn how to kill the enemy.

The Indian soldiers tied up must have regretted it at this time. Originally, there were battles between Tumen before. As long as you surrender, what should you do? But now, what are these people who are vicious and evil to do?

Kunale was even more frightened. He forgot to tear off his epaulette, so his military rank was the highest among everyone present.

A man wearing a robe, a headscarf, and a face also looked at him with a special pair of eyes, making him shudder.

"What are you going to do? We have surrendered!" Kunale shouted.

"Skin." Masou said quietly, with a dagger in his hand.

"No!" Kunale shouted, and then his body was lifted up and fixed between the two trees, making him even more frightened.

"This is the real war. If you want to fight for independence from the Tumen, you need to pick up your weapons and fight bravely. You will find fun in the battle." Masoud said, skillfully cutting from the other party's belly with a dagger.

Kunalle's screams rang throughout the plateau, and two hours later, he finally died.

The other prisoners had blank minds and were frightened. When they were facing the gun, they realized that the god of death had arrived.

"Da!" The gunshot ended their lives.

"The bravest warriors should fight in the most passionate way!" Masoud said: "When you become brave, you can find that the Indian government's army is also vulnerable. Today, we won the first victory, and in the future, we will win more victory!"

"Long live, long live!" The voices of the Tumen army echoed in the valley, and their counterattack officially began!

When the news reached New Delhi, Rajiv was shocked. He did not expect that those local mobs would actually kill one of his own infantry soldiers.

Then, frustrated battle reports came one by one. He discovered his mistakes and underestimated the local mobs!

Just as he was planning to mobilize more troops and attack Hyderabad with the assistance of the tank troops, another news came that there was also a large-scale commotion in the Turkish country of Indor!

At that time, the surrender of Tumen was obtained entirely by tough means. Now, after seeing the Tumen of Hyderabad, they finally bravely picked up their weapons. Other Tumen were also jealous, especially more than ten years ago, the nobles of Tumen had no pensions, and most of their property was confiscated, which made them have long held a grudge. In the past, they had no chance, and the Indian central government was too strong.

And now, seeing that the central government has declined and the battle has failed repeatedly, and watching Hyderabad have risen and regained everything they have, they are all moved.

Anyway, there is nothing left, so why not get up and do something! They finally revolt!

This is a rebellion that can stir up the entire India! Sendarji's words were definitely not terrifying. He keenly saw that under the demonstration of the Turkish states of Hyderabad, other Turkish states would have the same situation. Therefore, he suggested that the fastest and most powerful means must be used to quickly quell the rebellion. Unfortunately, it was ruined by Meta.

Now, the country is about to be completely turbulent. When those local states declare independence one after another, the central government can't handle it at all. Now is not the era of Nehru!
Chapter completed!