A New India
Chapter 145 - 145: Destroyed

3 days later Rohan sat across from the American Ambassador, his eyes sharp and focused.

The had been weeks of tension between India and Pakistan, has finally made USA approach India because they themselves know what is going on.

"Prime Minister," the ambassador began, leaning forward, "Washington is concerned. The scale of your mobilization along the border with Pakistan, it's too large to be a mere exercise. You know how this looks. The White House needs assurances that this situation isn't going to escalate."

Rohan smiled,a calm, collected smile that betrayed nothing but deep down he was cursing the hypocrisy of America.

"I understand your concerns, Ambassador, and I appreciate your government's focus on stability in the region. Rest assured, this is a defensive measure."

The ambassador gave a measured nod, but his tone remained firm.

"Defensive? Prime Minister, we've seen your tank divisions move closer to the border, and the deployment of your air force doesn't suggest you're simply defending your territory. There's real fear in Washington that this could turn into a full-blown conflict."

Rohan leaned back slightly, resting his elbows on the armrest of his chair, the mysterious smile never leaving his face.

"You've always understood India's right to self-defense, Ambassador. And right now, we have reason to believe that our security is under threat. But I can assure you, this is not about starting a war."

The American ambassador tilted his head, trying to gather as much information as possible.

"A threat? Can you clarify that? Washington is committed to keeping the peace, but this mobilization, it's triggering concerns that something bigger is at play."

Rohan didn't answer immediately, his eyes shifting to the large window and inside the room, the atmosphere suddenly became tense, almost suffocating.

He finally turned back to the ambassador and said, "There are things happening in the region that your intelligence agencies might not be fully aware of. Rest assured, we are handling it."

He then smiled looking at the ambassador as if laughing on a joke.

The ambassador narrowed his eyes, detecting the evasiveness in Rohan's words.

"Washington needs clarity, Prime Minister. Is this mobilization a response to something nuclear? We've heard rumors, whispers that Pakistan may be closer to developing something. Is that why your forces are on high alert?"

Rohan's smile widened ever so slightly, but his voice remained calm and reassuring.

"The United States doesn't need to worry about India's military movements. You'll have answers soon. And when you do, I think you'll find that we've done the world a favor."

The ambassador opened his mouth to probe further, but Rohan smoothly shifted the conversation. "Now, about our military cooperation," he said, glancing at the papers in front of him

"Let's focus on the trade agreements we've been discussing. I understand your government is ready to move forward with the delivery of advanced fighter jets and surveillance systems."

Realizing he wasn't going to get more answers about the mobilization, the ambassador shifted gears. "Yes, Prime Minister. Washington is prepared to offer enhanced military hardware, including the fighter jets you've requested, along with state-of-the-art radar systems that will significantly improve your border surveillance capabilities."

Rohan nodded thoughtfully. "That will be crucial for us, given the... changing nature of the threats we face. We're particularly interested in the surveillance systems. With tensions running high, we need to be sure we can monitor every movement across the border."

The ambassador gave a tight smile, though it was clear he still had questions. "Of course, Prime Minister. I'll relay your government's requests back to Washington. We're eager to see this cooperation strengthen both our nations."

Rohan stood, extending his hand to the ambassador, signaling the end of the conversation.

The ambassador, still not satisfied about the real reason behind India's military buildup, shook Rohan's hand and offered a diplomatic smile.

"Please assure Washington," Rohan said, locking eyes with the ambassador, "that they have nothing to worry about. We're handling this with the utmost care. And soon, you'll understand why."

With a final nod, the ambassador was escorted out of the office.

As the door clicked shut, Rohan let out a quiet sigh.

He found it very hard to deal with the dual nature of American, they are helping pakistan with Nucelar weapons are willing to give him jets and radars at the same time to counter Pakistan.

The door to Rohan's office opened just as he was about to sit down.

In walked K.N. Rao, the head of R&AW, looking different from his usual serious self.

There was a slight smile on his face, something Rohan rarely saw, and it immediately told him that something big had happened.

Rao came closer, still smiling. "Prime Minister," he said, with a controlled excitement in his voice

"We've done it. The operation was a complete success."

Rohan raised an eyebrow, feeling the tension that had been building for weeks loosen just a little.

He stopped himself mid-motion. "Go on," he said, his voice calm but filled with relief.

Rao handed him a thick folder. The weight of it told Rohan all he needed to know, this was the result of months of careful planning and hard work.

As he opened the file and began to skim through it, Rao continued speaking.

"The Chagai Hills facility, Pakistan's nuclear research site," Rao said, his words deliberate and slow, "has been completely neutralized."

Rohan froze, his eyes fixed on the page in front of him.

He looked up at Rao, as if to make sure he had heard him right.

"Neutralized?" he asked, though he already knew the answer.

Rao nodded. "Yes, sir. Our team managed to get inside the facility two weeks ago. They placed explosives in the critical areas of their research labs. The damage can't be fixed."

Rohan's mind raced as he connected the dots.

He could feel a sense of relief starting to settle in, but he needed to hear more.

"Their nuclear program?"

"Sabotaged," Rao said, with a satisfied look.

"They'll be delayed by years, maybe more. We took out their main reactor, their essential equipment, everything that mattered. What's left of the facility is useless."

Rohan closed the file, resting his hands on it.

He stared at it for a moment, letting the full meaning of Rao's words sink in.

Pakistan's secret nuclear ambitions, which had been a growing threat, were now stopped.

The constant fear of what could happen if Pakistan succeeded in developing a nuclear weapon, it was gone, for now.

But then Rao spoke again, and Rohan's attention snapped back to him.

"We didn't stop there," Rao said, lowering his voice slightly. "There's more."

Rohan looked at him, his eyes narrowing. "What more?"

Rao's expression turned serious again. "We also took out ten of their top nuclear scientists."

Rohan's eyes widened. "Assassinated?"

Rao gave a small, tight smile.

"Yes, sir. We tracked them down, one by one. Each was eliminated. No loose ends. Without those scientists, their program is finished. They can't rebuild easily, even if they try."

For a moment, Rohan didn't say anything.

He looked at Rao, then back at the closed folder in front of him.

The scale of what had just been accomplished hit him all at once.

This wasn't just sabotage, it was a complete dismantling of Pakistan's nuclear plans.

And with the deaths of their top scientists, it wasn't just delayed, it was destroyed.

Rohan got up from his chair, moving to the window.

He stared out over the city of Delhi as the sun started to set.

This was a massive blow to Pakistan, and they wouldn't take it quietly.

"They'll retaliate," Rohan said quietly, still looking out the window. "When they realize what we've done, they won't stay silent."

Rao nodded. "Yes, sir. But we're prepared for that. We've set them back so far that they won't be able to do much for a long time. Their program is crippled, and we're keeping a close watch on any movements from their side."

Rohan turned back to face Rao, his expression calm but focused. "Make sure our borders are secure and our military stays on high alert. They'll come for us, and when they do, we need to be ready."

"We're already on it, Prime Minister," Rao said. "Our intelligence teams are monitoring every possible response. If they even think about making a move, we'll know."

Rohan walked back to his desk and sat down. He looked at Rao, his mind already moving ahead to the next steps.

"You and your team have done well, Rao," he said quietly.

"This was a huge win for us. But this is only the beginning."

"Thank you, sir," Rao replied. "We'll stay vigilant."

Rohan gave a final nod, still processing everything.

"Call the meeting at highest level, I need everyone here in 10 minutes"

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(So how's this arc guys of Pakistan Nucelar Project. Of course how India destroyed this and the kind of planning that went behind it will be discussed in the next chapter, so stay tuned)