Letters across Borders : A soldier's tale of LOVE....

Chapter - 3 Kashmir to Hyderabad

(1965 - Madras Regiment, Kashmir)

" PARADE MARCH!!" a commanding voice echoed through the air, cutting through the bustling atmosphere. It was the growl of a young 24-year-old Lieutenant, Jeon Jungkook. His eyes were sharp, and his posture was immaculate, radiating an air of authority despite his age. As he barked the orders, the soldiers under his command snapped to attention, their boots hitting the ground in perfect unison. The Parade March had begun, a display of discipline and precision, a testament to Lieutenant Jungkook's leadership and the unwavering dedication of the Madras Regiment......

"Jeon," the commander called out sternly.

"Jai Hind, Sir!" Jungkook responded promptly, snapping into a salute. His voice was firm, his respect for his commander evident in the crispness of his salute and the determination in his eyes.

"there's going to be attack at code 3....everything prepared?" The commander said lightning his cigarette

"Sir, yes, sir," Jungkook responded without hesitation, his tone unwavering. His eyes met the commander's gaze, conveying both confidence and readiness for the impending mission.

"Today, you will lead Team Alpha," the commander declared, his voice steady, acknowledging Jungkook's capability and trustworthiness. The responsibility weighed heavily on Jungkook's shoulders, but he stood tall, his resolve unwavering.

"Understood, Sir," Jungkook replied crisply, his determination shining through. With a swift salute, he accepted the command, fully aware of the gravity of the mission and the lives that depended on his leadership. The night was charged with anticipation as Team Alpha prepared to face the imminent challenge, their trust in their young leader unwavering.

According to plan, Jungkook and his team, dressed as common people, blended seamlessly into the village crowd. They moved with calculated nonchalance, their trained eyes scanning the surroundings for any signs of trouble. The village seemed calm, but they knew appearances could be deceiving.

Amidst the seemingly mundane activities, Jungkook received a subtle signal from one of his soldiers. A quick, discreet gesture conveyed a vital message. Jungkook's senses sharpened as he decoded the sign, recognizing the urgency behind it. Without drawing attention, he subtly acknowledged the signal, his eyes flickering with intensity as he prepared himself and his team for the imminent action they had been anticipating.

In the picturesque landscapes of Kashmir, the anticipation of a lively fair filled the air with excitement. Colorful stalls were being set up, and the aroma of local delicacies wafted through the village. Despite the festive atmosphere, Jungkook and his team remained alert, their senses heightened under his vigilant guidance.

Jungkook's eyes darted from one corner to another, analyzing every movement, every face in the crowd. His team mirrored his intensity, their training guiding their every step. Beneath the cheerful facade of the fair, they understood the potential threats that lurked, their training urging them to remain cautious and prepared for any unexpected turn of events.

As the sun began its descent, casting a warm golden glow over the village, Jungkook's team maintained their watchful eyes, ready to respond to any signal, any sign of danger. In the midst of the vibrant fair, they stood like silent guardians, ensuring the safety of the village and its people while remaining invisible among the crowd.

Suddenly, the lively fairgrounds transformed into a battlefield, the air filled with chaos and urgency. The once joyful atmosphere was shattered by the sounds of gunfire and the shouts of both the attackers and the defenders. In an instant, the picturesque village of Kashmir became a scene of conflict, the colorful stalls and cheerful decorations marred by the grim reality of battle.