Chapter 245: Working Crazy in Mistakes
India.
Delhi.
Inside an underground nuclear bunker.
Damo, who looked much more haggard, looked very bad as he listened to the report from the hook-nosed old man.
"The 21st and 36th divisions were bombarded by the rebels, destroying their headquarters and ammunition, resulting in the loss of 1,327 men and currently losing their ability to attack."
"The air force on the front line lost another four fighter planes tonight..."
The more the hook-nosed old man spoke, the more frustrated his expression became.
Dharma turned to look at Jam, the head of the intelligence department: "How is the investigation going?"
"According to satellite analysis, there are no signs of large transport vehicles moving around in Nepal, Dongba, Hongsavadi, and the border in the north which are under martial law," Jam said as he placed several ultra-high-definition satellite maps on the table.
"No? Have you checked it clearly?" The old man with the hooked nose was a little unconvinced.
But Jam shook his head: "This is the result of mutual verification between us and Lucia's satellite data. Although we cannot rule out the existence of some small roads, small roads are simply not capable of transporting large artillery and so many drone parts."
"As for drones, the other party can also fly into Assam from low altitude by themselves. It would be difficult to monitor them, right?" The old man with the hooked nose still looked towards the north with suspicion.
Jam reminded, "What about the heavy artillery? This is a 300mm cannon. It can't be transported to Assam without anyone noticing, right?"
"This..." The hook-nosed old man hesitated.
There are currently no 300mm cannons in service anywhere in the world, and this type of heavy artillery is difficult to manufacture and is very bulky.
Based on the analysis of a series of data in tonight's battle, we can roughly guess that Assam needs at least 5 to 6 heavy artillery of this type. It is indeed a problem to transport so many heavy artillery into Assam.
Obviously, the rapid movement of Leilong No. 1 gave the Tianzhu intelligence department an illusion that the opposite side had deployed a lot of heavy artillery .
Jam made another guess: "Maybe Dongba can."
After being silent for a long time, Damo asked, "Dongba? Any clues?"
Jam quickly explained, "My speculation is based on the current intelligence. Nepal and Zhuyu can basically be ruled out. The northern one is restricted by the terrain, so it is unlikely that large equipment can be transported over the mountains. The border between Hongsavadi and Assam is also mainly mountainous."
Then he pointed to Dongba on the sand table and said, "This is the Brahmaputra River. The river is wide enough. If we can bribe the local border management personnel, we can secretly transport large equipment into Assam by transport ship at night."
"Is this possible?" Bodhidharma pondered.
Jam reminded: "If it's just Dongba, of course it's impossible. After all, they don't have the ability to produce so many drones and heavy artillery, but..."
Without Jam continuing to speak, Damo and others had guessed some possibilities.
There were other forces secretly supplying arms and equipment to the Assamese rebels through East Pakistan's waterways.
In fact, it was not only the Indian intelligence department that thought so, but also the powerful countries such as America and Russia, who thought so at this time.
It’s just that the objects of their suspicion are somewhat different.
For example, India suspected that its northern neighbor and America were behind the scenes.
Lucia suspected it was America.
America suspected it was a certain Eastern country.
A certain Eastern power suspected America and Honsavadi.
However, in this kind of situation, they cannot trust or confide in each other, let alone exchange of information, and the chain of suspicion is very difficult to break.
For a while, Dongba became lively.
On the contrary, in Hongsavadi, because of the construction of a barrier wall on the border, the outside world has not paid attention to their ravines.
After all, from common sense, a 300mm caliber self-propelled artillery must weigh at least hundreds of tons, which is not something that ordinary vehicles can pull.
It is extremely difficult to transport such heavy self-propelled artillery weighing hundreds of tons on the broken roads between Hongsawadi and Assam, especially the roads in the mountain valleys.
Therefore, Dongba, which has an open river surface, became the most suspected person.
Including the Leicester team of the Black Ship, they were in East Pakistan at this time, trying to find a way to contact Assam while investigating the secret channels hidden in East Pakistan.
Dongba.
Kurigram City.
This is a riverside city located on the Brahmaputra River. Sailing northeast along the river for about 21 kilometers, you will enter the Assam region.
Inside this city at this moment.
There are many more foreign "tourists" and "business delegations".
Disguised as foreign tourists, Leicester's team was contacting several Dongba merchants who had previously done business in Assam through a local convert .
To be precise, the business these businessmen do is rather gloomy.
Sitting in the speedboat, Lester held a telescope and looked at the dense reeds and the nearby river.
Soon they came to a small island surrounded by swamps and reeds.
There is a small village here.
The merchant he wanted to meet was entrenched in this village.
With the introduction of the convert, the two sides soon met in a stilt bamboo house on the water.
The dark-skinned fat man glanced at Lester , and the corners of his mouth suddenly rose: "Are you Mr. Bob? I am Bambi."
"Nice to meet you, I'm Bob." Lester smiled and extended his hand.
After shaking hands, Bambi poured him a cup of black tea and said, "Mr. Bob wants to go to Assam? This is not a good idea."
"What's the situation over there?" Lester asked tentatively.
Bambi took a sip of black tea and replied meaningfully, "All my people over there have lost contact, did you know that? That's 172 people, and they are distributed in various cities, with various identities to cover them up."
"Then do you know if anyone has sent anything to Assam this year, something like this?" Lester patted the pistol on his waist.
But Bambi just smiled and said nothing.
Lester took out $100,000 and put it on the table.
Bambi held the money in his hand, smiled and shook his head: "No, I can assure you that if there are ships passing through here, they can't hide it from my eyes."
As for this kind of local tyrant, Lester certainly knew that the other party had a very strong network of relationships in the local area, which was why he went directly to the other party.
"No, at least not through secret channels. If they can use a formal company to put things on a cargo ship, then I don't know." Bambi spread his hands.
Lester frowned, and then asked, "Is there really no way to enter Assam now?"
Bambi replied with a smile: "To tell you the truth, it's impossible. My snake paths are all blocked. If you are willing to walk to the border yourself and identify yourself to the other party, maybe you can get in."
Lester was not surprised that Bambi might have guessed his identity. After all, people who walked in the gray area were very sensitive to many things, and he did not expect to hide it from the other party.
Lester thought for a while, then took out another $500,000 from his backpack: "Here is $500,000. I hope Mr. Bambi can help me keep an eye on the surrounding areas, especially people who may have connections with Assam. If you have any clues, money is not a problem."
"No problem, happy cooperation." Bambi looked greedily at the US dollars on the table.
Not only Lester is looking for a breakthrough here, but Tianzhu's intelligence departments, Torch, etc. are also eyeing this border city.
While Assam was in a state of confusion, the international situation was also turbulent.
