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When Major General Feshal entered this area for pre-war preparations, most of them grazed to their villages in the Niang River Valley or the Dawang area. Because it was a base for small seasonal herders, Lunpa was the only place where only a few families lived to spend the winter.

At 11 a.m., Lieutenant General Kaul and Major General Feschel stopped beside a herderhouse in Sekim. Major General Feschel stared at the 4,000-foot high ground in front and had to cross to the Hadong Pass. Major General Feschel was therefore worried. He was not worried about himself.

Instead, he was worried about Lieutenant General Kaul. In fact, he asked a lieutenant general to come straight from his desk on the Great Plains to these high grounds, and there were too many things to overcome. Major General Feischel's worries were soon confirmed: Lieutenant General Kaul had just climbed less than three or four hundred feet, and he began to gasp with difficulty, obviously having difficulty.

In this short period of time, it would have to cross a swamp, and his feet were trapped in the frozen knee-deep mud. This was a very tiring experience, and Lieutenant General Kaul seemed exhausted. Fortunately, Major General Feshal soon encountered a group of Menba transporters sitting by the road, on their way back from the Ninth Punjab United outpost of the Kjelang River.

Among them, Major General Feshal recognized a "spy" of Gumal, who was hired by the Intelligence Bureau Office in Jimmytang. He was a short but strong mountain man. He immediately agreed to carry the commander up the mountain and carry the commander's "backpack" by his other colleague Menba.

"No, I can't accept this arrangement. As a soldier, I need to maintain my own posture. If I can't even climb a mountain, how can I fight with the Chinese?" The Lieutenant General showed his military integrity, but soon the symptoms of hypoxicity in the mountains appeared, and the Lieutenant General could only accept this solution that was unhappy and had no choice. In order not to suffocate, Lieutenant General Kaul had to carry an oxygen cylinder with him. Every time he walked a distance, he had to stop and let him inhale a little oxygen.

About 3 pm, Major General Feschel arrived at the Hadong Pass. Behind him was the tired and painful Lieutenant General Kaul. He was supported by someone. His face turned pale due to altitude sickness. However, after crossing the Kjelang Valley, Lieutenant General Kaul finally saw the Tagra Mountain opposite. From the hillside to the top, about three-quarters of the area was covered with forests, and the Chinese positions were cleverly hidden. However, the footprints of new mules from the ground also revealed the secrets, and the Chinese were definitely preparing for the war.

At the next 4 o'clock, Major General Feshal had just arrived at the post of the Ninth Punjab United on Bridge No. 1. The soldiers here wore branches and plant-like hats and dug simple cover holes in the azalea bushes along the hillside. At this site, the river water was narrow and fast, and the rocks were very dangerous. The so-called "bridge" here is like other places, just built on the rocks in the river with cut down trunks.

"Hey. Indian friends, welcome you here!" A Chinese voice suddenly came from the opposite side. Lieutenant General Kaul jumped behind a bush like a conditioned reflex, but his weak body hindered the movement. Lieutenant General fell to the ground in a very embarrassed manner. Major General Feschel replied calmly.

"Hello, Chinese friends" Major General was not worried about the Chinese firepower. The Chinese could abide by the rules on the battlefield. It is still a relatively safe period, and the Chinese army will not start large-scale combat rashly.

"It seems that he is a senior commander of the Indian army?" Song Bingce skillfully took back the telescope. This commander, one of the top commanders in the Chinese military, appeared at the front line. It was really amazing. However, the war was about to go on. As a commander, Song Bingce still insisted on conducting on-site inspections, mastered the most realistic situation before formulating combat strategies.

"Well, it seems that he should be at the level of lieutenant general or above in the Indian army." Han Xinghua was speaking. Seeing the Indian general on the opposite side so cowardly, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up. Such an army was so bad. Han Xinghua always thought that he should not wait for more than a month. Just attack directly at that time. You must know the importance of time in war. Too many things can happen in more than a month. However, what surprised Han Xinghua was that after more than a month, he found that the Chinese became more and more prepared for war, while the Indians were getting worse and worse.

"Okay, I've seen it almost. Let's go back. The Indian army's combat effectiveness is good, but it's just good." Song Bingce said a few words lightly, and then returned to the command center with his entourage. Let the Indian lieutenant general continue his painful journey.

The dense and high azalea bushes are spread all the way to the river bank, with limited visibility and narrow space. Overall, it is a very tactical position. The nearest Chinese position on the other side is clearly visible, and it occupies the convenience of the terrain from a high point, although only a few

However, on the plateau, this distance usually means insurmountable.

Major General Fessal was in a complicated mood and saw that Chinese troops were building camps and working busy. Major General Fessal could hear the Chinese greeting Major General Fessal across the river, often expressing friendly greetings in Hindi. That night, it seemed that there was no tense atmosphere. However, these were all illusions. Major General knew that once the war started, these Chinese people would become unstoppable, just like before.

After a short rest, Lieutenant General Kaul, who had recovered slightly, held a small meeting and asked Lieutenant Colonel Misla about the situation. He sent another secret telegram to Delhi, with the contents as the last telegram warning the Army headquarters that it had seriously underestimated China's military strength and combat capabilities in the past. He also criticized the poor traffic on the front line, claiming to send the former logistics supply officer to court.

Lieutenant Colonel Misla led Major Generals Fischal to a sheltered hole. The commander and Major General Fischal spent an uncomfortable night in the cold near the freezing point. The next morning, after breakfast with Indian bread and tea, Major General Fischal set out to cheer the winter, the last destination of the journey.

Major General Fessal walked along the south bank of the river, and Lieutenant Colonel Misla was the guide of Major General Fessal. The valley was no more than 100,200 yards wide in most locations, like a dense azalea bush. Major General Fessal passed through a newly opened trail in the "jungle" and arrived at Shudong at noon.

There, the commander of the Dalvi, the other two commanders and the officers of the brigade, came to greet Major General Feshal. The 7th Brigade all about 30 soldiers from the Assam Rifle Team, commanded by a Gurkha Second Warrant Officer. The Ninth Punjab United sent a company to strengthen the original cycling post and established a camp about a mile west of the 7th Brigade. The main forces of the 7th Brigade arrived in batches today.

Then, a very serious problem was raised. The 7th Brigade's mules in Dawang were able to reach Lumra, 10 miles west of Wang. The path that passed Lumra was too narrow and too steep, and a large group of mules could not walk. As for the speed of the march, along these mountains' goat intestine paths, the strongest troops were no more than 10 miles a day.

The local porters, after three days of march, were able to transport 15 to 20 kilograms of "useful" materials (that is, except for their own porters from the "Border Road Construction Organization", because they were not used to local conditions, each person could only transport 58 kilograms after three days.

Major General Feschel has said that Zhangduo proves that it cannot be a tactical airdrop zone. At best, it can be used as an emergency airdrop zone. Lombo can only accept limited airdrops. At the forefront of Dawang, four helicopters are very prepared to establish. At the airports of Secim, Lombo and Zhangduo, they can only accept two-seater Bell helicopters, while Jimmy Tang can land medium-sized aircraft. Moreover, the rainy season has not yet ended, and heavy rains are raining every day. On the high ground above 10,000 feet, it has started to snow. In parts of the Kejielang Valley and Zhangduo, it has fallen light to moderate snow.

Looking at the situation of Dalvey Brigade, it is also worrying. Brigade Commander John Dalvey and the commanders of the two battalions transferred, Lieutenant Colonel Aruwaria of the Ninth Gurkha United and Lie Ke of the Second Lagaput United, arrived here a few days ago. The latter even after a arduous journey, in good health, was busy planning and preparing to receive the troops they arrived in batches. They seemed to be in good faith, but Major General Feschel was quite worried about John Dalvey. Under normal circumstances, he was a pleasant person.

Now it seems that as a soul figure of the law, the brigade commander Dalvela had a long face, worried and depressed. Major General Feschel knew that he had a lot to deal with, and Major General Feschel fully sympathized with him. A few days ago, when he was about to set off to celebrate the long-lasting holiday, he was suddenly stayed to deal with the unexpected mission in the area where his brigade was located.

Major General Feschel knew that Dalve had urgent family problems waiting for him to deal with when he was on vacation, which increased his mental burden. Major General Feschel pulled Dalve aside and said something to him. Major General Feschel tried to reassure Dalve,"

"Now that Lieutenant General Caul has arrived at the scene, he will finally report to the Supreme authorities on the situation here and stop all the foolish actions of launching an attack on China. So I think your pressure will be reduced soon."

After hearing Major General Feschel's words, a hint of relaxation appeared on Dalvey's face, and the burden he shouldered seemed to disappear all of a sudden. "Ha, that would be great. I don't want to fight against the Chinese!"
Chapter completed!