Author's Note:

*Beware of horrible inhumane bloodshed up ahead!*


A sandstorm was the result of many tracks and wheels kicking up the dirt on the desert plains of the Tibetan border region. An artificial element created as a part of the army rolling in over the ridge that defined the Tibetan borders.

The PLA western forces had come in full force. The Yinke Republican Guards were the first to recognise those tight formations. It was the group that had been responsible for giving Yinke its armoured edge against Kyrat's aerial might for a time. The formations five times their size of Dema's group were rolling towards them in variety of advanced vehicles not seen by the outside world before.

Modern Chinese Main Battle Tanks accompanied by armoured troop carriers formed the spearhead of their movement towards the border boundaries.

The Yinkians were caught in conflicting thoughts as this happened. But the Kyratis were all about the focus, killing every single man, woman, old and young that ran towards the fences shaking it and begging the Yinkian border guards to let them through. The Chinese border Captain on the Tibetan side was hesitant to let them through when they arrived. Even before the visible might of his countries army, the world's largest militarized force. Surely those Yinkian and Kyrati soldiers should have known that this was the end to their reign of tyrant. Yet the Kyratis in particular discarded their guns and took up their kukris to slash and hack them down one after another all the while roaring with a terrifying volume.

"""Kill!... Kill!... Kill!"""

The armoured division on its way begun to hear it even over the loud collective rumble of their vehicle tracks. It was as if hell had broken loose from Xue Lu City and the Kyrati soldiers were the denizens of hell feasting upon the former inhabitants of the City.

The PLA armoured division was now seven hundred metres from the Yinkian border and two hundred from their own fences. A five hundred metre Demilitarized zone lay between the Yinkian and Tibetan border.

Finally, fifty soldiers and civilians broke through the Yinkian fences and rushed towards the Tibetan border like their lives depended on it.

The faces of the Kyratis turned pale, if even one went to the Tibetan Border to testify it was all Beijing needed to justify its international intervention.

But things weren't to go as they planned, Ajay swore he would make bring Yinke back on its own feet and become great again on its own strength. He promised to keep the Chinese at bay less Kyrat suffer a complete catastrophe. He agreed to Pagan's gamble that he would risk everything for more that just peace in Kyrat, even his compassion and sympathy.

A black shadow leaped over the Yinkian border fences and dashed with an unbelievable speed. His weapons, firearms and knives were all discarded as he rushed towards his first victim and tore him in two.

The first of fifty others let out a bloodcurling scream before dying in the most painful way.

"Help! Help us!"

"Do something!"

The Yinkians screamed towards the border guards who were watching in horror as a blackcladded demon ripped humans with just his barehands. In accordance to the demilitarization doctrine, they were only to engage an individual in possession of a weapon.

The demon threw a punch that caused an old man's skull to explode as he was the slowest of all. Then proceeded to gut tear the guts out of a woman. Everytime it killed someone, it was by no means painless. The demon was killing them in the quickest possible fashion to its suiting.

A child had his head wrought and fell to the dirt motionless, he had been the only one to die in the quickest painless possible way.

"Hai zi ye sha le….." (Even a child…) The border captain was so appalled by what he saw that he looked away because if he continued to look it would give him nightmares for as long as he lived. He covered his ears so that he would not hear the pleeing either.

The Yinkians and Kyratis watched as their lord had personally committed multiple genocide in front of the PLA ground forces in the most horrific manner. Though they knew it was wrong, they had no say in what he had done for them. He chose to sacrifice a cities people for the entire country, they didn't even want to think about when Tenzin found out.

The PLA forces knew the drill well enough, though it pained them to watch. If none of them made it to the border to testify, they could forget about crossing. This was the reality during the Korean War when a certain American general forced the Korean People's Army to route pass the Yalu River, China's border to North Korea. The result was a horde of one million Chinese soldiers to reinforce the KPA and led to the preservation of North Korea and the division of the Greater Korean peninsula till this day.

Soon, a trail of bodies could be seen all the way towards the Tibetan border fences.

(Bang) (Bang) (Bang)

One soldier on the fences fired at the demon, his conscience outweighted his guilt and did what he thought was right even if it put his country in a bad position.

His shots blew up the dirt on the floor as it wasn't centred properly at the lightning-quick demon. His friends were inspired to do the same, if he were to receive punishment then so should they-

(Boom)

At least that was the idea. His head exploded from a .50 cal round passing through it and delivering raw energy into his soft tissue head, fired by none other than Hurk who had accompanied the Armoured units to keep a check upon Commander Dema during their temporary alliance.

The Chinese soldiers next to their dead friend were terrified, if they moved against him they would be killed as well. Hurk wasn't in the Demilitarized zone and his actions held justification, although his reason was far from it.

It was at the hundred-metre mark that only four people survived by that time. But the demon was not far from them as they ran for life. The Chinese soldiers begun to undo the locks as quickly as possible to allow them through unhindered.

The demon shrew another. And went on to the last two, a man and a woman.

At the sixty metre mark he struck the man's neck and forced him to collapse as he moved on to the woman now fifty metres away to freedom and the doom of Yinke.

But as he moved to converge on the last target, a hand clasped his leg preventing him from moving. The man used every bit of his final moment to allow the woman, probably his wife through.

"Again then!" The demon roared with blood flowing from his orifices and delivered a kick that tore the man's head of its shoulders into the air before landing on the ground fifty metres away.

Then the demon vanished into a shadow towards the last survivor. The woman was now twenty metres from the gates. All the soldiers looked at her with hope that she would make it through on her own.

That hope was dashed when the demon appeared before her in a flash between her and the border soldiers. The woman got onto her knees shaking.

"Please….. Please! If not me then at least…." A baby's wails could be heard from behind the robes she wore.

The demon stood before her motionless, only looking down at her holding the child tightly in her arms.

"Rang ta qu ba!" (Just let her go!)

"Ni yi jing ti chu le ni'n de guan dian! Wo men fa shi bu bao chi ta!" (You've already made your point, we'll swear not to grant her assess!)

"Muqin he hai zi dou bu rang ma?" (Even a mother and child, you would spare?!)

The Chinese border guards shouted in vain. Ajay remained where he was looking over the mother and child who dare not move an inch.

"Ni zhe ge yao gaui! Wo kan ni shifou gan wu fan dui wo men quan jun dui!" (You damn demon! I'll see if you dare try to oppose our entire army!)

"What is your name?" He ignored the Chinese border soldiers' worthless rantings and asked the woman.

"D-Dechen, m-my lord." She replied shivering in tears. The demon cocked its head as he found something strange about her choice of words. But then he asked.

"Why did you run?" He asked in a cold manner.

"B-Because-.. because yo-your men were- were-…."

"No. I didn't mean just now. I meant from the very beginning. Why did you run to the borders all the way from Pada Mo?" The woman looked up shocked as couldn't believe he knew that she'd escaped from Pada Mo during its peaceful occupation.

"I-….I-."

"I know who goes in and out of the Capital at all times." He reached out and took the baby from her hands which she didn't resist.

"Shhhhh… there there." He cradled the baby softly as the woman looked at him in fear.

"Is this even your child, or did you happen to pick it up somewhere in this chaos? Agent Dechen."

Her pupils widened as he had broken her cover as a Chinese sleeper agent. Out from the back of her robe came a handgun that was pointed out with killing intent. Ajay's palm pushed away the gun and he delivered a jab to her throat.

She fell to her knees chocking on her own blood before falling to the ground dead. The soldiers on both sides were confused at first but suddenly came to the revelation when the gun was produced.

It was relatively far, but he could see in the midst of the armoured division was a two-star general who frowned deeply. It was clear that she was to report to him directly, at least that was the plan.

Ajay examined the corpse and found a satchel bag full of intel, pictures and topographic maps of the region. She'd gathered all that the PLA needed to traverse Yinke with ease.

As Ajay held the child, it became to giggle with delight as it reached out for the horns on his mask. Completely oblivious to the blood stains all over his armour. Ajay couldn't help but chuckle as he cradled her about in his arms lovingly, a sharp contrast to all the bloody slaughter he'd just committed. It rendered the Chinese soldiers flabbergasted at the sight.

It was a simple action that the baby girl had done to touch his wretched heart out of all the terrible things he'd done.

The child had accepted his true face.


It was five minutes since Ajay's vicious acts had been seen by nearly twenty thousand souls on both sides. An agreement was made to have a talk between the highest authorities on their disputes. The Chinese soldiers wanted to collect Dechen's body but Ajay stood between them and let his soldiers take the corpse to bury. He claimed it was to allow her to be buried in her homeland, but it was also to deny them finding usable evidence on her body she may have hidden in case she failed her mission.

It became known knowledge amonge the Yinkians, Kyratis and PLA soldiers. To think that someone like that was hidden to such a degree. If he really decided to be lenient, she might have taken advantage to rush to safety. Although the Chinese were denying she was their agent it was clear from the documents in her bag that it was. Although, Ajay wasn't sure if the child was really hers or one she picked up to use as a cover and cause sympathy for her case. The child had a different scent to hers.

The child was bright and energetic as she chuckled away while Ajay played with her. It was a very conflicting sight to both sides.

On the Tibetan border, the same Chinese general came with a few members of his staff forward to make their claim. The general was somewhere in his late fifties with white hair and a clean-shaven face with an expression of character. Ajay also saw a face of cunning. On the Yinkian border, Maya, Saras, Sam, Raja, Sandesh and Dema represented the coalition forces of Yinkians and Kyratis.

"Zhong guo ren min jie fang jun, Zhao Ren Jie Jiang Jun. Wo de jun shi ren yuan." The General waved to the men beside him who were his retinue.

"People's Liberation Army, General Zhao Ren Jie. The men next to him are his staff members." Samuel, being fluent in Cantonese dialect and the main language itself translated for them.

"Lieutenant-Colonel Roka, 3rd Lord of the Royal Kyrati Army."

"Colonel Dema, Republican Guard of Yinke."

The three represented the highest authorities in the armies. Samuelle translated for Major-General Zhao.

"Di san zhu? Shen me fei hua!" One of his staff couldn't control his mouth and spoke out of turn as he mocked Saras's title.

"Ni gei wo bi zui!" The General snapped at his staff member to shut up, they didn't need a translation for that.

"Wo xu yao qiu ni jie shi ning shi fou qin ru Yinke."

"I require an explanation to your intrusion of the state of Yinke."

"No explanation is required to be given to you, general." Ajay said from where he was playing around with the baby.

The general looked at Ajay with a complex expression, what his staff initially thought was that he was some sort of special trooper or assassin. But from the moment their gazes met, he knew there was more to Ajay that meets the eye.

"Ze wei peng you, ma fan ni gei ning de ming zi." (Good sir, may I trouble you for your name.) He said in a calm and not at all threatened tone.

"Badala, Duke of Lakshman and to his Royal Highness King Min of Kyrat. 1st Kshatriyan Lord of the Royal Kyrati Army." He passed the child over to Saras who was initially surprised he did so but accepted the child who seemed to enjoy the embrace that Saras gave her.

"Instead, I should be asking you, what is the PLA ground forces doing at the edge of the Yinkian borders of our allies?"

"ning de meng guo?" (Your allies?)

"That's right."

"Na, wo hai xu yao ge jie shi." (I still need you to explain.)

"Perhaps I'll phrase it differently to you, general. Let me give you an assessment of what you are about to do when you cross this thin red line."

"Hao ba, wo zai ting." (Ok, I'm listening.)

"First off, the Kyrati Army is in Yinke on a joint task force operation for the radical reforms that have been taking place in Yinke under the legitimate leadership of President Tenzin Vgru. We have him to testify for our marshalling of the territories as well as quelling of insurgent and rebel activities. This includes the jurisdiction to search the lands for known terrorist groups and sympathists. Your crossing will be taken as an undeclared act of war." Ajay gave his piece of info he needed.

"Hao ba, na ni jiu-."

"You can quit with the façade, General. If a staff officer at your level and in the frontlines didn't know at least one of the basic foreign languages in the station he was posted or English at the very least then he must've been a military political exile."

"….. Or simply holding back to test waters." The General answered in perfect English to Ajay's groups' surprise.

"UK?"

"Cambridge. '88." The general replied with a smile, it taught the rest not to judge a book by its cover.

"To answer your previous question, Badala of Kyrat. We are here because of indications that our ally Yinke had been attacked by a foreign power. We have an armoured division and full fire support assets that you cannot challenge, I suggest you stand down while we take over marshalling Yinke for the best interest of both Yinke, Kyrat and us."

"Your suggestion is noted, but you see general. We have a regional responsibility that can't be ignored. In the same instant Yinke would do the same for us as well." The General laughed.

"If that were the case, then we are here for the same thing."

But that was when Ajay laughed even louder.

"Really now, that's funny. Because your country's record for helping Yinke out the last time they had an internal strife sixteen years ago I think Beijing closed one eye."

"A mistake Beijing is willing to correct now." He smiled saying.

"This isn't a chance game, general. You don't get a second shot after failing once. President Vgru has made that clear to us."

"Then let us assist you then." The General was persistent.

"No need."

"I was wondering at first, but now that you mention it to me. Wasn't Kyrat that little kingdom that was run by brigands?" He said in a light but vicious manner.

If there had been very loyal Kyratis around they would have placed a gun into his mouth, but thankfully the group with Ajay was level headed enough to know he was just being intentional.

"The civil war only just ended with a crown victory."

"Then it should instead fall to us to safeguard Yinke."

"I'm sorry, are you saying Kyrat isn't capable of handling its foreign affairs just because we came out of civil unrest?"

"No. I wouldn't dare think that!"

"Good. Simple story short, us as Yinke's neighbour and ally are sufficient."

"Although I must question your methods on a personal level, Badala of Kyrat."

"That's 1st Lord to you."

"Is it?"

"Yeah, I kinda forgot. You're a commie, all animals are equal. Some more equal than others. Right?" Ajay said with a grin. Knowing he had studied in England before, he should have watched the show even if he was reluctant to watch it slander Communism. The General's eyebrows twitched ever so quickly, the same could not be said for his staff who looked like they wanted to ground Ajay into the floor with their tank treads.

"Be that as it may, I'm an authority just under the Marshal of Kyrat. But you wouldn't know and I don't expect you to, so you can just stick to calling me Badala for your "Special needs" case. Not Badala of Kyrat, just Badala."

It was like a silent spat between them with venomous words going on and debating their legitimacy in Yinke. Ajay knew that from the General's call for a truce, the general was likely stalling for time. Little did the General know, he was doing the exact same thing. Only Saras, Maya and Dema were aware of this. To the rest, it was clear that the PLA were delaying to await more forces to arrive. To think that a division of soldiers was just the advance element.

"Now that we've talked a little bit about why we are here, I think you owe me an explanation on your reckless pilots." Ajay began.

The PLA staff seemed to have been worried by that factor as they'd come to revelation that their Air force had failed to secure air dominance over Yinke.

"So that flight of fighters was yours." General Zhao now understood that they'd completely underestimated the potential of the Himalayan countries not even members of the UN. Not even Nepal or Bhutan had this kind of firepower.

"I have an entire wealth of evidence on their blackboxes that your strike fighters attacked my pilots. Where they were headed, I do not care. But if you invade Yinkian Airspace which was our responsibility, you'd better talk with us first before launching any sort of mission over Yinke."

"I believe we've come to a misunderstanding. First of all, the Airforce is not under my jurisdiction like yourself Badala. Second, it was a miscommunication that's all."

"And you know this for a fact? Are you psychic or something? Whatever. I'm sure it was, my pilots speak three languages whilst yours probably only speaks Chinese and "Shoot first, ask later"." He said sarcastically.

The General's eyebrow twitched again, to the staff members. They'd never seen a person mock him more than Ajay was and him forcing to choke down on it.

"In any case, we will investigate the matter in full." The General said.

"With what? Declarations from your own pilots that they swear it was not their fault that dogfight started?"

"No, sir." He said with a smile.

"Jeez! Stop pulling me around!" Two PLA soldiers lugged a pilot each towards the Demilitarized zone they were all in.

"Oh! Hi beloved!"

Ajay covered his eyes with his hand as he sighed exasperatively, the same could be said for Saras who was in a worse headache than him.

"You familiar with him?" The General asked even if he already knew.

"No. Take him to whatever secret mountain prison you have and torture him till he starts squacking." Ajay said instead.

"Badala come on!"

"This is the second time, you've made me clean up your shit. Perhaps some time in a Tibetan prison will do you good."

"Why are you being so cruel?! You should be giving me a commendation, I shot down eight fighters before going down myself!"

"And where of all places did you decide to bail out?"

Pravindra kept quiet from that moment on, his co-pilot nudged him in an "I told you so" way

The Chinese looked at him with a hostility that said they wanted to tear his skin off and poke hot iron on his exposed flesh. For possibly killing eight pilots.

"So, you do know him."

"(Sigh)…. He and that other fella are part of my formation."

"I could make a deal to return them to you."

"Why? Are you threatening me with their lives?"

"Why would you think that?'

"It's not what I think, but rather your men."

It was his entire army that stared at Pravi and his co-pilot daggers. Ever since they fell down via parachute into the Tibetan region they'd been kicked by random soldiers along the way for their discontent. The Chinese were really expressive for their emotions.

"…."

"Tell you what, allow my divis-."

"Denied." Ajay instantly shunned his idea of inviting the PLA division into Yinke. The General instantly chuckled as Ajay had chosen the territory over his pilots.

Ajay knew he couldn't let them fall into the Chinese hands, they possessed highly-classified intel on Kyrat and India, China's rival in the Himalayas. Although they were assumed to be Kyrati pilots for the time being which was convenient because if they declared themselves as Indians, Pravi and his co-pilot were out of Ajay's hands.

Maya walked forward and handed Ajay a tablet PC showing him the current report on the damage assessment on the city and the dogfight that took place a few minutes ago. Ajay smiled and nodded to her in thanks. Ajay turned back to the general with a bashful smile.

"But I am willing to let this air intrusion incident slide." Ajay told him. The General almost wanted to laugh again.

"And why do you think I would release them back after they'd admitted to damaging property of the state and landed in our autonomous region where Chinese Legal jurisdiction still applies?"

"Well you did hear what my pilot said, right? From a recent report, my five-aircraft flight group apprehended a six-bogey flight group followed by a squadron of fighters. Two of the flight returned leaving three of my pilots to deal with the rest. Three of them, beat an entire squadron of Chinas elite pilots." Ajay said it intentionally slow for the General to understand his meaning. For the first time, the General showed a grim expression.

"I mean, what would the world think about the quality of the PLA air force pilots that lost tremendously to a small insignificant nation that only just started its airforce-."

"Ni bu yao tai guo fen! Badala!" (Don't go too far!) The General shouted in his direction.

"I'm just saying, general. But then again, you did say that this wasn't in your jurisdiction to handle because you weren't airforce."

The General stared arrows at Ajay after the moment he'd been the one to lose his cool first. It had been as Pagan said, pride was China's weakness. Exploit it such that they would never allow their embarrassment to be known to the world.

After a while of mumbling to himself he turned to his staff members.

"Ba na liang ming fei xing yuan qu, quai!" (Quickly. Let those two pilots go!)

"Jiang jun! Ni zai kai wan xiao ba! Ta men liang ming yi ding shi yin du kong jun, jue bu ke neng shi ze xie shan ye man ren de-." (General! You've got to be kidding! This two are definitely indian airforce, they definitely can't possibly belong to these mountain barbarians-)

A swift unforeseeable shadow passed the General towards the staff officer that had said that and clasped him by the neck raising him up in the air and throttling him. The General looked back and forth to see that Ajay had left his former place to grab his officer.

"Guurrghh…" The man begun to rapidly choke. And the staff officers were too shock to react as they'd seen him moments ago tear up those fleeing refugees into pieces with his barehands.

Ajay glared coldly at the officer he was choking.

"If there were to be a war between China and us, it'll be over unsubtle remarks like that." He whispered into the officer's ear.

"Badala! Stop! Let us get back to the matter at hand!" The General was rather nervous considering it was just an officer of his. He wondered…

"Is this your son, General?"

"How di-…. Yes, it is." The General informed him obediently.

"Your only son?"

"… Yes."

"You're a very loyal soldier then, General. To bring your only successor to a hotzone with all likeliness that none of you will survive in."

"Please!-…. Put down my son!"

"If there is a war between us, you'll be sure that I'll let you stay alive when it ends. Then I'll let you experience a life of hellish torture for the rest of your mortal life." Ajay said softly to the younger officer before throwing him backwards into the hands of the rest of the stunned staff. And walked back to his position besides the Kyratis and Dema.

"I'm very sorry that my son spoke out of turn." It sounded like it was only for formalities sake.

"Is he your son now or your subordinate, don't get that mixed up. Were you planning to show him what war is? Whatever, its not like I give a damn anyway."

The General turned back to his staff and nodded. The staff went into action as they shoved Pravi and his co-pilot forward and kicked them over to Ajay's side.

"Ow! That was on purpose!" Pravi complained.

"Yeah that's right, China fuck! Walk away!" The co-pilot jeer the two dissatisfied gaurds that brought them forward.

"Both of you, get out of my sight." Ajay said in a neutral tone that still held some authority over them.

""Yes, sir!"" And they quickly dashed over to where the rest of the officers on the Yinkian border were.

"Beloved!" Except Pravi, who dashed over to get a hug from Saras. But instead got a roundhouse kick from her to the face. "Opff! Ow! Ow!" Pravi landed on the floor to the side as she stepped upon him. While she was still wearing a smile on her face, it failed to hide the aura of disappointment. Pravi had cost them in a possible scandal of the air with China which they could have renegotiated airspace boundaries with China on.

The Co-pilot and the rest shook their heads. The Chinese were astounded at first but then started to laugh. Thinking it was his wife or something and that he was a pen-pecked husband. She was even harsher than the guards previously so it gave a sense of relief to the PLA soldiers that he got what he deserved. The baby in her arms giggled the entire way at Pravindra's expense.

His face had become swollen at the end as his co-pilot carried him off. The PLA soldiers suddenly found themselves sympathizing for him. Though she was rather beautiful, she was also not very forgiving and was beginning to scare them with her ruthlessness, imagining themselves in the Indian Pilot's place.

But it was around this time that a heavy rumbling could be heard from a distance, behind the PLA armoured division appeared smoke puffs twice the size of before. The General grinned as he looked to Ajay with disdain.

"It seems you've delayed too long without reaching a referendum. Now, this is beyond my jurisdiction. This threatre of operation is now in the hands of the threatre Commander's hands, and he abides by only the committees final say. You should have accepted my proposal but you let it go to waste….. so disappointing. Maybe you should start praying." His façade broke as he had been assured with an additional division of soldiers had arrived with none other than the Commander of the Western Forces present amongst the army. His job was done, delaying the Kyratis and Yinkians long enough.

The faces of the Kyratis and especially Dema's turned white as a sheet. What Ajay had told him turned out to be true. Two divisions were enough to occupy Yinke twice over. The Kyratis had only seen a similar mass of soldiers at the battle of lanka so they were enlightened on how a conventional army looked in these numbers.

But contrary to the General's impression of Ajay's final expression, Ajay laughed. It wasn't the kind of sad residing laughter at despair. But one that looked at him with ridicule at his naivety.

"What!" The General couldn't control as he continued to laugh at his expense.

"Did you really think I didn't know you were waiting? Once Beijings' made a decision it doesn't back out easily. I was more than prepared for that."

"What? Then you should know it is futile to resist!"

"If that were just Yinke vs China then yes. However, you aren't just invading Yinke. And what will take place in a few minutes your Commanding officer will have no choice but to withdraw everyone." Ajay said to him in a serious expression.

"You must be joking. What could possibly stand up to Zhong Guo?! We are the premier armed force in Asia, a permanent security member of UN, you are just an insignificant state that does not even have recognition! You-."

(Mobile phone ring)

"Hang on, I need to take this." Ajay cut him off to pick up his smart phone. "Yep? Uh-huh."

It was then that his smile became wide as the Cheshire cats. Maya and the rest saw it and instantly knew what had occurred.

Victory.

"You sure took your time… you wanna see what's happening?... Ok.- Alright, I'll send you a few photos or a video or something. Will that suffice?... yeah. Ok. Yeah- bye." He went through a long casual talk with someone on the phone.

"Sorry about that, king you see." He said with the same casualness in tone.

"Where were we?" He asked innocently.

"You-…. God damn frog in the well! yǒu yǎn bù shí tài shān*?! (Failing to recognize Mount Tai*)" The General was infuriated that he'd just taken a random phone call in the midst of a crisis for him and interrupted him for it. It was worse than taking him for a fool.

"Oh yeah, that…. But you know what, General? When a big guy pushes around a little guy, he's called a bully. There's no possible way for that little guy to beat the big guy, because if not he wouldn't have been in that predicament in the first place."

"What are you saying?" Was he enforcing what he said to him? The General wondered.

"But what about a group of little guys. What if the big guy isn't pushing around a loner but a group per se, or in this instance a member of a military-political bloc?"


"…. What?!"

"Major-General Zhao of the PLA ground force. On my authority as the newly-appointed Commandant of the Joint Military Coalition to the Himavana Pillar Alliance Treaty between the four nations of Kyrat, Kumsa, Papir Republic and Yinke. I ask that you kindly withdraw your forces immediately or we, all four membered states will accept the People's Republic of China's mobilization of troops to Yinke as an act of war and follow the procedures to act against you. We have friends in the Himalayas that will back us in this fight and the international committee will question Beijings' actions starting from now. I look forward to testifying against your country in the UN security assembly." Ajay said with an almost treacherous smile.

The General looked stunned for a moment as if all his colour had faded from his exterior but after a moment to think, he laughed his heart out. "Hahahaha… Himavana- what?...ahahahhaha….. alliance?..." But instead of getting angry, Ajay laughed with him even louder as if he was laughing that he truly didn't understand the reality of the situation like a fool.

"Fei hua! Zhe shi hou hai gan ba zhe ge pi gu cong ni de pi gu la chu lai! (What nonsense! You still dare to pull shit out of your ass at this time!) He said infuriated and troubled in his heart that Ajay didn't show signs of fear at the prospects, could it be-…..

But Ajay grinned all the way.

"I'm not bluffing you, General. While your boss has yet to arrive, it still falls to you to decide the beginning outcome of this situation. You have the trigger to the beginning of the Sino-Himavana War which I will guarantee you will be the downfall of the PLA. I swear it upon you that I'll make it a reality, China will forever be a laughingstock to the world from here on out. And you and your family will forever be dishonoured as China's greatest shame." Ajay had even coined up a name for the records of what the name of the conflict would be written down in history as. An expression of worry now occupied the General's once conceit face.

At this time, a commotion happened on the Yinkian border side as well. The Kyrati and Yinkian soldiers cheered loudly. For out of the mountains to the right of the city, another from the valleys which the Armoured forces came from and over the plains came one more. Producing sandclouds similar to that which the PLA pulled off. Not one sandcloud, but the three of them, who were they? Not another Kyrati Army division, Kyrat didn't have unlimited resources to send massive armies as and when they liked. These armies hailed from somewhere else.

It was the Kumsan Army, the Papir Republican Army and the rest of the Yinke Liberation Army. The Four nations had come to back them up.

The General's face turned into horror then ugly at the sight of the forces coming to aid the Kyratis and Yinkians against the PLA. It was as Ajay had said, he wouldn't leave them with a good start for China. And he sure as hell was going to take heavy losses from just the army alone, as a squadron of fighters from what remained of the 1st squadron flew overhead accompanying a squadron of subsonic A-4SU fighter-bombers, laden with munition and loitering about ready to drop at a moment notice. Since they had no air superiority protecting them thanks to 1st Fighter Squadrons' outstanding performance, they would be exposed to air attacks.

"Jiang jun….." A staff member with a radio handset walked over and whispered to him. His face completely constricted.

"…. My Commanding officer has told me to withdraw now. Himavana Pillar Alliance was it?" When the words came out of the forced smiling face of General Zhao, Ajay's mouth widened into a wicked grin. Beijing had received the letter from Pagan signed by every leader of the treaties leaders and was now reassessing their options. Because in the end of the day, no matter how powerful China was. To be a part of the world, it had to play by everybodies rules. In this case, the mandates of UN. And if the PLA were to mobilize then they were fighting four nations at once, questions will be asked if China was intending to expand its territory into the entire Himalayas. Clearly, it was going beyond its legal boundaries. And so it was very clear to Ajay and gang...

They had won.

"AhahahahahHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Ajay made no attempted to hide his obnoxious laughter at the sight of the staff member organising the division to withdraw with the just arrived second division. All of the Chinese soldiers heard the laughter resound as they left and remembered it as the biggest humiliation that the mighty PLA had received. To walk away from a challenge to a mere Himalayan state. It was a humiliation they had to bite down and endure.

Ajay pressed the talk key on the open channel for everyone to hear his laughter. Soon, for apparent reasons, the four armies added to the laughter until the entire mountain range echoed with mocking laughter at the People's Liberation Army.

"Wo sha le ni! Kan ni hai gan xiao!" (I'll kill you! Then we'll see if you dare laugh some more!) The young officer who was Zhao's brat grabbed a gun and ran towards Ajay.

"Bu yao!" (Don't!) The General called out.

Ajay dashed forwards with that same inhuman speed and grasped the officer's hands and flung him to the ground. Ajay arm locked him to the ground whilst he drew the bayonet from the officer's webbing and placed it on the back of his neck.

"Urrhhh…." The officer moaned in pain as he'd only just recovered from the fall and was now in Ajay's grasp.

"Remember what I said before? That if there is a war between us, you'll be sure that I'll let you stay alive when it ends. Then I'll let you experience a life of hellish torture for the rest of your mortal life."

"Badala…" The General looked more than helpless as he reached out.

"General, you get to decide now, which is more important. Risk saving you foolish son's life and risk the integrity of your nation's security. Or…. Leave him to his fate."

If it was before, the General would have shouted furiously, but when it came to his son…. There was nothing more precious, except-…

"Please….. I beg of you, Lord Badala. Please let my foolish boy go!" He went on his knees begging.

"Seems like your father chose nation over son. What do you think junior?" Ajay said chuckling away.

Being told this, the son stared at his father with burning eyes, he'd chosen the country over his own flesh and blood, something he couldn't accept. Now he'd humiliated himself and the family.

"Reckless." Ajay said after seeing the look in the officer's eyes.

"You're a hopeless son for a father like him." Ajay got off the officer who was surprised he was let go but then Ajay threw his bayonet to his feet.

"Take off a finger, and we'll call it quits."

The officer looked at him confused, Ajay knew he understood but translated roughly on his own without Sam to help him.

"Qie diao shou zhi….. ran hou wo men ba zhe jian shi qing suan le." The officer looked at him wide-eyed then down to his fingers and to the knife.

"Ten." Ajay began a countdown.

"Nine…. Eight…"

"Badala! I'll do it in his place-!" General Zhao shouted.

"Five!..." He shortened the count.

Zhao's son remained where he was motionless in shock.

"Four!"

"Three….. Two…. One. Time's up." But the son didn't do anything as he stared in horror at the knife, traumatized. But Ajay neither took action against him, he instead laughed.

Ajay went over to pick up the General as he laughed.

"I'm just pulling your leg, buddy. Hahaha! No need to get so upset. Your son just needs a bit of courage that's all." He patted the General on the back hardly that he almost felt as if a bone might break.

The General understood what Ajay had done for him and faked his laughter as sincerely as possible to play by Ajay's tune.

"Yes, haha- just a prank. No need to get so rifled up over! We'll be on our way then." The General didn't hesitate to pull his unfilial son away. Ajay had just shown to the father and son each other and their true natures.

By doing so, he'd sown discord among the ranks of PLA frontline soldiers and leadership the next time an incident like this occurred. They'd think twice about their situation before planning an attack.

General Zhao quickly left with his staff out of the demilitarized zone to the jeep awaiting them on the Tibetan border to drive back to their garrison. The General wanted to get away from Ajay as quickly as possible as well.

For there had been no greater conman in his life than that man who laughed at the PLA.

"Jinx….. he's a treacherous conman!" The General's last words in English were spoken so that his men wouldn't understand him. To think that from the moment he sought a delegation to stall, the 1st Lord was also doing the same thing, but played it such that he was a naïve young fool who knew next to nothing about politics and was just a muscle head from his frightening slaughter of the fleeing civilians. Looking back at what he knew about the 1st Lord Badala, the General began to shudder.

The reports indicated that Yinke was invaded by a paratrooper brigade and a masked demon, which was none other than him. Pada Mo City was lost under an hour, with the highest leaderships in his possession or killed. He had used him to delay as well, for that treaty to be written. And had conned him out of that wealth of knowledge the Indian pilots likely held. He killed his insider agent just as she was about to reach the border, knowing who she was. He initialled a public mockery of his division and the PLA as a whole, Zhao's own men would not look at him with favour anymore knowing he let their pride get blemish.

Badala was a jinx to the People's Liberation Army forces. He'd damaged their unity, troop camaraderie, psychologically scarring him and his son and got to walk away from all that scot-free.

General Zhao vowed that from today onwards, he would not want anything to do with the Himalayas ever again.


Author's Notes:

I don't particularly hate China. Neither do I hate the US even for its sixty decades of icky CIA-shit and stunts under pretext of order and stability. I'm sure everyone's done it to one another at least once with good sincere intentions for their country. Its just the way the world is now. Still better than a certain president who can't even tell where ISIS is between Syria and Iraq then orders the launch of tomahawks at Afghanistan for no reason.

It is in fact the reason I used the PLA in this story to project the image of the odds they were against. The People's Liberation Army divides itself into Threater Commands that are responsible for the defense of each region in the continent that territory is facing. Five armies, FIVE! PLA comprises of five armies, Australia only has one, extremely small for a landmass as big as ours. China could literally fight in Central Asia, South-east Asia, Russia, North-East Asia and the pacific at the same time!

*Failing to recognize Mount Tai - A Chinese idiom that means to be ignorant or arrogant; to fail to recognize someone or something of great status