บท 142: Soldiers on the Edge

The cold breeze swept across the India-Pakistan border, making the soldiers shiver under their fatigues.

It was winter, but the air felt more colder the it should have been.

Still, no one complained.

Complaints were a luxury no one could afford now. They are soilders who have been trained to perform in situation like this but sometimes you must know the reason to fight for life and death.

But still every man, every officer along the border knew that the stakes were higher than they had ever been.

Even higher than the last war.

The mobilization had begun a few days ago, but its effects were already being felt deeply on both sides.

Convoys of military trucks, heavy artillery, and tanks had rolled in from across the country.

Soldiers were setting up camp, digging trenches, and preparing for something they all felt in their bones but couldn't quite explain. It wasn't like before.