I became Stalin chapter 216
“character… This explosive… .”
“Oh oh… .”
In a secret hideout at the foot of the Indian mountain, people were sitting around and looking at something with interest.
Among them was a tall, white man. He was fiddling with fertilizers, sugar, and chemicals, showing people something.
“Now, this way you can make rocket-propelled fuel!”
“Hahaha, actually, it’s not a big deal. If you do it, you can do it too.”
Actually, sugar wasn’t that cheap. In areas where sugar cane is grown on a large scale, undiluted solutions containing sugar could be obtained at a fairly low price. In addition, it was possible to obtain any number of fertilizers used for gunpowder.
Agent Spetsnaz, a tall white man, taught the Indians how to craft weapons using these materials.
And the Indians looked at the agent making various explosives with a curious expression.
“Can I just take this and shoot it?”
“That’s right! Well, the quality or reliability is not very high, but one firepower will be hot! Ha ha ha ha ha!”
“very good! Ha ha ha ha ha!”
Although the rocket cannons made and smuggled in the Soviet Union and Indochina were reliable and had good firepower, the homemade rocket made in this way, commonly known as the ‘Vazra’ (Geumgangjeo) rocket, boasted a crude but heavy shot.
The Bajra rocket, made by soaking dozens of kilograms of fertilizer, a few bags of sugar, and some chemicals in a pipe or the like, was able to shatter any building with a single hit.
Destroying a British garrison, which had been built moderately cool for the hot climate, was a breeze.
“Oh, and can you teach me how to make a booby trap that you showed me last time?”
“Anyway? What kind of booby trap can I show you?”
“Me, laying directional mines on both sides of the tripwire… .”
“Haha, that’s a classic. good.”
Agent Spetsnaz, this time dragging out some of the boxes he had left deep in the hideout, sat back down and started assembling the explosives.
“Now, let’s do it without connecting explosives here. Tripwire should normally be laid out of sight at ankle height. This is normal… If you place mines twice like this… I can’t stand it!”
“Ha ha ha ha ha! i See!”
The Indians burst into laughter as the agent took on a comical burst of laughter.
It was really funny to see the British, who had been flirting and flirting with people all this time, ate this simple explosive.
He’s a toe-in, he doesn’t give him proper education, he only teaches enough to be useful, he doesn’t have a higher education, so he’s not qualified to do anything! The British army, who had been making such a fuss, actually collapsed in front of the bombs made by the ‘Toin’.
“Okay then, I’ll just go for it! I’ve got another job to do in the next location… It’s been a lot of fun!”
“Ah… I have learned a lot during that time!”
The agent grinned and waved to the people who saw him off.
Not only that, but hundreds of Spetsnaz agents infiltrated all over India. Although they did not engage in direct engagement with the British, they focused on teaching Indian guerrillas the art of guerrilla warfare.
The doctrine will be held by international students who have studied in the USSR or the Indochina Commonwealth, or by candidates for officers who are trained by the Soviet military advisors at the secret military academy of the National Assembly.
Special operations experts, Spetsnaz agents, taught the guerrillas the technical aspects. Techniques for making, assembling, concealing, and operating homemade explosives, as well as techniques forged in the war against toxins, such as camouflage, decoy, and sabotage operations, shone in the vast frontiers of the Indian subcontinent.
Small units of the British Army, which entered the wild valley chasing the guerrillas, were stuck in the face of this unexpected firepower. Sophisticated minefields and fire nets literally shattered British troops who had unwittingly walked into areas lured by guerrillas.
The British army was basically superior in firepower. The guerrillas were not supplied with tens of thousands of rounds of ammunition like the British army, and could not scramble to smash them, nor could they call in artillery or air force to destroy their positions.
But they were able to hide in the vast sea of people.
“Yes? No, I didn’t see it.”
“Isn’t there such a person in our village?”
“No, why are you treating us as such a vicious rebel? Long live the Queen! Long live England!”
The British had no idea who was attacking where and where. An Indian assassin who opened fire on a British dignitary in a big city went grenades and gunfire before disappearing among dozens of people. The British police, unable to think of rummaging through all the stacked buildings in the slum, had to just open their eyes and look at them.
In the countryside, if you add it, you add it. Obviously, I thought this was the guerilla’s liberation zone, but there was nothing much more to be done than the villagers took it away. When they giggled badly, I thought about dragging them away, but doing so would only create more angry guerrillas.
It had overwhelming firepower, but it was useless only when there was no place to aim that firepower. Burning the entire Indian subcontinent with a carpet bombing was an option that the British, who were trying to protect, could never choose.
“Shit! Where the hell do these chicks come from? And… Those doctors… .”
“The doctors are Soviet students. That doesn’t mean you can’t say why the Soviet Union is teaching doctors… .”
“Quickly… Why can’t the Yankees help? Your home country?”
The staff looked at the commander with an expression of whether he meant that.
“The Yankees… In principle, it is said that he supports the anti-imperialist struggle of Indians.”
“Then are we imperialism? Ha!”
The staff looked at the commander again with an expression saying something if it wasn’t imperialism, but the commander couldn’t say anything because of his courage.
“These bastards… It’s not just physically dangerous. What they spread is the problem!”
So what do you do? There was no more attractive option the UK could offer.
Indian doctors who had studied in the Soviet Union and returned to their homeland began their medical practice in rural and mountainous remote areas, as promised.
They thought that they had some kind of connection with an organization, but the connection itself was in vain.
But as the villages gradually turned to reflection, the British army had to suffer.
The release of doctors and nurses tainted with the “red idea” into the area had the potential to turn people in a strange direction. Still, the capture of healthy medical personnel and putting them in prison could revolt against even the most loyal Indians of Her Majesty the Queen.
Using the sublime as a weapon! The viciousness of the Soviet Union had the British raised both hands and feet.
“Light oil field, free confiscation, free distribution of land, damn it! How can I win this!”
Those Indians’ secret broadcast [Voice of India] talked about such disturbing stories every day.
In present-day India, most of the land was in the hands of large farms run by the British, a few large landowners, and Rajas.
When many Indian farmers were forced to become slashers or peasants, the slogan that they would give that vast and prosperous land into your hands was inevitably attractive.
It was absolutely unacceptable for Britain, whose purpose was to take possession of the products of that land.
However, many Indian peasants and poor farmers who were deceived by the slogan, as well as urban workers from rural areas living in slums, raised their arms and started shouting for reflection.
“Ha… First of all, we need more troops. And this… With experts trained in this kind of dog-like warfare… And I wish there were more tanks and fighters and artillery.”
“egg… I will.”
Although the tanks are of little use, they could be used as portable torch cars. It was a booby trap, and the fact that there was a piece of iron rolling by our side had a reassuring effect on the soldiers who were frightened and trembling by landmines.
“If it doesn’t work out, just like the US did to Japan, spray defoliant on the mountainous areas where Indian guerrillas might be hiding! I’ll see how long I can endure even with that toxic thing.”
“Yes? However… .”
However, if agriculture, India’s main industry, is destroyed, or what kind of feelings do the slashed and slashed people who are wearing them really have feelings for Britain?
Is the ruse of killing all disloyal ones even possible? It will probably be possible.
The Indians were not organized into what could be called an ‘military’. Small, at most tens of thousands of military organizations were installed everywhere.
They attacked them with bombs and rockets, but slammed them in the field and could not defeat Britain’s modernized army.
It was only in Indonesia that Vietnam and the Indochina federal army officially intervened, and it was possible because there was a government, but India did not have both. The government that insists on Indian independence, and the entity that will organize the army.
Even such a war, in which all Indians swear an oath of allegiance and then wipe out those who do not do so, could be won in the end.
“That… So the value of having India… .”
But if that happens, the value of India, the jewel of the British crown, will plummet.
Dissatisfied people will continue to appear, and it was never profitable to rule them by force and kill them one by one.
If they had modern firearms in their hands, including rockets and rifles! The land will be as bad as no food at all, but what is the government thinking?
“… We can weed out the communists.”
The Eden government paranoidly feared the Communists who took over the continent.
To defend the strait, various airfields and defense bases were built along the southern coast. And yet, he was pushing forward with the naval business by squeezing his tight finances.
Stalin invested very little in the construction of a fleet, except for submarines, as if publicly demonstrating that he would not challenge US maritime hegemony. But the Britons who had been exposed to that very submarine reacted almost as if they had a neurosis.
In the war between Britain and the Soviet Union, if the United States did not intervene, watching the “confrontation” between the two countries, Britain’s defeat seemed clear. Britain had to acquire India as there was no US behind it to meet its poor home country’s resources.
What if there is no India? What if the communists spread out and seize power and join the Soviet Union?
It was literally doom.
“after… I don’t know what to do, sir.”
“We can just do what we said above. Don’t think about it.”
I wanted to ask if it was okay for the commander to lead the army, but there was blood in the commander’s eyes as well.
He’s probably worried too.
“In the end, if they can’t destroy our army, they can’t get us out of here.”
And if you can’t have it, Britain will destroy this continent at will. He seemed to say so.
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