01x05 - Bombs Away

[bunniefuu]

[Tony] Boys, from today, we will start
high-altitude bombing trials.

We will climb to 30,000 feet
well before the target sector.

Above the clouds
and out of their m*ssile range.

But remember, no one in the world
has tried this on mountains.

The peaks we want to target,

their flat top will not be
more than 200 meters.

We have dumb bombs
that will go at jet speed.

Therefore, the release altitude,
jet speed, and GPS position

must be extremely accurate
so that the bombs land directly

on this narrow 200-meter target.

If the release is even a second late,

the b*mb will miss the target peak
and fall into the valley ahead.

And if we release the bombs too early
in the heat of the moment,

they could fall into the valley
before the target,

right where our own soldiers
are positioned.

So, boys, in this mission, neither we
nor our machines can afford to fail.

Man and machine must operate as one.

[breaths deeply]

[Baldy] Trident, check position.

[Ahuja] Hercules 2.

[Dhali] Hercules 2, Joker.

[Baldy] Did he say "Hercules"?

Please confirm.

Correction. I'm sorry. I meant,
Trident approaching release point.

Wasn't Hercules Ahuja's radio call sign?

Yes, sir.

Maybe… Maybe he just said it by mistake.

[Dhali] Trident releasing bombs in five,

four, three, two, one.

- Now. Bombs away.
- [b*mb whistling]

Seven forty.

[phone ringing]

b*mb off target. Radial error, 1230.

b*mb off target, sir.

Radial error, 1230.
Linear error, 740 meters.

Let's keep going.

Let's see the difference
recorded by the other sorties.

[Bozo] Five, four,

three, two, one.

- Now! Bombs away!
- [bombs whistling]

[ringing]

b*mb off target.

[phone ringing]

[Dash] Bombs away!

[phone ringing]

[phone ringing]

You're a long way off, Tony.
Linearly and radially.

Sir, many of the variables
needs to be factored in.

We'll get there soon.

Your soon is already too late
for the Army.

I want a hard commitment.

- One week, ten days, just tell me--
- Three days, sir.

We'll be ready in three days, sir.

All right. On the fourth day,
I will consider this trial a failure.

Sir.

What? You don't want to do it?

Everyone outside this room thinks
that this strategy is useless.

If you guys think the same,
just let me know.

Sir, none of us here
have any doubts about your strategy.

If we hadn't just
hard-committed three days

for the extrapolation of the parameters

and met charts,
then I think we still had a chance.

[Baldy] Exactly, sir.

For such complex calculations and all,

three days are practically
a little less, sir.

Our army has been fighting a w*r
for the last one month,

and three days are too less for you?

Hmm?

Do you even know

that just to recapture some of the peaks
from the Tololing complex,

they have been fighting for three weeks?

How many senior officers
and how many soldiers have been martyred?

Do you even have a clue?

At the height of 16,000 feet,

minus 10-degree temperatures,
with less oxygen,

they are climbing with 25 kilos
of ration and ammunition on their backs.

They don't have any cover.

They are directly
in the enemy's line of sight.

Before they start, they think

that maybe they should carry less rations
so that they can carry more ammunition.

Maybe it'll help.

And even if they keep crawling
through the night

and somehow manage to reach there
after dodging enemy b*ll*ts,

they would still need the energy
for hand-to-hand combat.

Where will they get this energy from?

In spite of knowing all this,
they're still fighting.

Right now, they're fighting
to avenge our brave martyred brothers,

and they're fighting to show
the Pakistan Army and their politicians

that we Indians are not going to offer
our mountains to you on a platter.

The Indian Army is getting crushed

- and you guys are--
- Sir, we'll do it.

Come what may, we'll do this, sir.

- Boys?
- [all] We'll do it, sir!

The Indian Army
is depending on the Indian Air Force…

and the Indian Air Force depends on us.

Do whatever calculations you need to do.

Don't think of it as just three days.
You have 72 hours.

This time, neither can our machines fail
nor can we. Let's get them.

We owe this to Ahuja.

[theme music playing]

[Baldy] Arrows, we need to set up
a proper workflow.

We'll need the weather data
from the Met Department.

But I have already given Chou sir the data
for the month of June.

Not just this June's data, but we need
data of every June for the last ten years.

[Baldy] I'll feed all the data along with
all of the variables into the computer,

and calculate
the ideal b*mb release point.

We'll keep on calculating
and we'll keep dropping bombs.

And we'll keep at it till we get it right.

[tense music playing]

[Chou] Griffin, bombs away.

[phone rings]

- [Dash] Bombs away!
- [b*mb whistles]

[pilot] Arrow, bombs away!

[b*mb whistling]

What the hell are we missing, guys?
What the hell are we missing?

Sir, all parameters are accounted for.
Winds, speed, temperature, met chart--

Baldy, your calculations
are absolutely correct.

But somehow, our bombs are still falling
way ahead of our target.

Sir, there is one thing.

At the altitude 30,000 feet,
the air should be much thinner, right?

Right, sir.

Air density.

[sighs] Baldy,

try multiplying the formula
of air density with rho by rho zero.

Sir.

Sangy.

- Jai Hind, sir.
- Welcome back.

Thank you, sir.

[praying indistinctly]

[Sangy] Dhali.

[tender music playing]

[Ahuja] Hercules 2, breaking off.

We all need some help, Dhali.

[Ahuja] Hercules 2, fuel check.

He should have released the b*mb by now.
Check status.

[Baldy] Trident, check position.

[breathing heavily]

[Dhali] Trident, release point overshot.
I'm sorry. Can I please do another pass?

What the hell is Dhali doing?
Tell him to come back.

[Baldy] Negative, Trident. Return to base.

[Dhali] Trident returning to base.

[radar beeping]

- [Sangy] Adonis, bombs away!
- [bombs whistling]

- [pilot] Now, bombs away!
- [b*mb whistling]

- [Chou] Bombs away!
- [b*mb whistling]

[phone ringing]

Sir, linear error, 450 meters.

And radially,
we're sharp at twelve o'clock.

Let's do one thing, Baldy,

I think we should fine-tune
the forward-throw formula.

- We'll find something there.
- Sure, sir.

[indistinct conversation]

Yes, Dhali?

Sir, I got distracted
for a couple of seconds in the air.

Distracted?

Sir, the… the fuel meters were--

Dhali, you know as much as I do.

Right now,
there is no room for distraction.

One small mistake in the actual operation

and the b*mb could fall
on our own soldiers.

I understand. It won't happen again, sir.

I can't let you fly right now.

For your sake.

And for everyone else's sake.

[melancholy music playing]

[officer] Sir, there's concerning news
coming from Southeast Asia.

Indian Air Force is doing
high-altitude bombing trials.

What the hell was that, Zinni?

They're trying GPS guidance
on their Stone Age MiG-21s.

Jesus Christ.

If the Indian Air Force
gets back in there,

this whole f*cking mess
could blow up in our face.

The trials will not succeed, sir.

Pentagon's been monitoring.
I got it covered.

We'd better take care of this.

One misstep and this whole thing
could go nuclear in no time.

[sighs] Got that right, sir.

[intense music playing]

[radar beeping]

[Chou] Releasing bombs in three, two, one.

Now! Griffin, bombs away!

[b*mb whistling]

[phone ringing]

Flying Officer Baldy.

Error, 370 meters, sir.

[Tony] Who's up next?

Sangy?

Yes, sir.

[radar beeping]

[Sangy] Releasing bombs in five,

four, three, two, one.

Now! Adonis, bombs away!

[ringing]

Linear error, 360 meters, sir.

Uh…

I think we have time
for one more sortie, don't we?

Let's try, sir.

Tony, all of your calculations
are absolutely correct.

But there at that height,
who knows what other error is happening.

[Patney] Hmm.

- Baldy.
- [Baldy] Sir?

Just call the Met Department again.

Let's check if there's any difference
in today's weather forecast and our chart.

Sir, I've been taking hourly updates
from the Met Department.

Cross-checked everything, sir.
There's no difference.

Baldy, we've done all these calculations
on paper. Maybe you're missing something.

Some data, entry, some variable,
some parameter, something.

[sighs] You gave it your best, Tony.

But this strategy doesn't seem to work.

Boys, I'm proud of you,
for even attempting this.

But it's time to…

call it off.

[sad music playing]

[Dhali] Steady, Dhali.

- [Sangy] Dhali?
- [Dhali] Steady.

- Dhali, enough now.
- [whispering] Fuel meter, Dhali.

The bombing trials have failed.

So?

Dhali, we all feel the loss of Ahuja sir.

I can understand
what you must be going through.

[Dhali] Were you there?

Were either of you there?

Were any of you there flying
with Ahuja sir?

No, right?

[sighs]

Then you won't be able to understand.

[sad music continues]

Hello, ma'am.

[Madhavi] Yes?

[man] Mrs. Alka Ahuja?

I'm here from the Maruti showroom.

Here's the brand-new car
your husband had booked for you.

Congratulations.

Here are some registration papers--

You can leave them here.

I'll get them signed and send them to you.

- Have a nice day. Thank you.
- [Madhavi] Thank you.

I forgot to smile that day.

Hmm?

[sighs] You know,
whenever Ajay would go for his sortie,

I would always smile at him
and then see him off.

But the day he was leaving for Srinagar…

[sucks teeth]

[softly] Let's go.

[sighs]

Sir, there's no need
for servicing right now.

So I've put the ground crew
on standby for the moment.

Do we have any handheld GPS?

Uh…

Uh, yes, we do, sir.

Get it here.

Right, sir.

[Tony] Chou, we're on the tarmac,

but the coordinates indicate
that we are on the runway.

Look at this.
The GPS error is exactly of 250 meters.

Sir, I wanted to inform you that the US
has attempted to sabotage our trials.

What do you mean?

[Tony] As you know,

we get our GPS signals
through the US Air Force, sir.

My hunch is

that they might have degraded
our GPS signals.

Our calculations
are absolutely correct, sir.

But I think they've used their satellite
to weaken our GPS signals,

and that is the reason why
the system shows an error.

Sir, I went to different locations

and checked the signal
of the GPS device myself.

The GPS is off by exactly 250 meters,
we can account for it, sir.

I… I'm still waiting
for the good news, Tony.

[Tony] For that, we need…

that fourth day of trials.

Sir, if we release
the b*mb a little earlier

at the same release altitude,

we can accommodate the GPS lag.

[radar beeping]

Releasing b*mb in three, two, one.

Now! Arrow, bombs away!

[b*mb whistling]

[man] One twenty.

b*mb almost on target.
Error, 120 meters only. Jai Hind!

Jai Hind.

Sir, error only 120 meters.

[triumphant music playing]

[Tony] Sir.

- Good job, Tony.
- [Tony] Thank you, sir.

[Patney] I'm glad that I gave you
that fourth day.

Sir, at first our soldiers
were only able to see the mountains,

not their army.

But now their army
will only be able see the clouds.

Not our planes.

We'll go to Drass this evening
to obtain coordinates from our army…

and we'll also tell them

that Operation Safed Sagar is back.

Sir.

Sir, Point 5140 is the highest peak
in West Kargil within the Tololing sector.

We've had
most of our casualties right here.

From this peak,
the enemy has choked up our whole valley.

So we request you to first and foremost
b*mb this area over here.

For our Indian Army, Point 5140
is the highest and the most difficult peak

to recapture in the Drass sector.

From there, the enemy is able
to directly target our National Highway 1.

So as a matter of strategy, it is critical
that we recapture this peak first.

[Patney] Okay, Sartaj. For the bombing,

you'll provide us
with the coordinates of Point 5140.

And for the coordination
between the Army and the Air Force,

we will be deploying
a forward air-controller there,

who will accompany your forward troops

and will also do the conversion
of the target coordinates,

and also relay the real-time locations
of both the sides.

Sir, I genuinely think there's no one
better than Baldy for this technical job.

Sir.

[sighs] That's it, then.

Operation Safed Sagar resumes with 5140.

Good night.

- [both] Jai Hind, sir.
- Jai Hind.

[newsreader] After international pressure
and widespread condemnation

of the brutal k*lling
of Squadron Leader Ajay Ahuja,

Pakistan has now released
Flight Lieutenant Nishant

of the Indian Air Force.

In the latest from South Asia,

Pakistan has rebuffed American attempts

to mediate
in the escalating Kargil conflict,

insisting it remains a bilateral matter
between Islamabad and New Delhi.

Foreign Minister Sartaj Aziz
is now travelling to India

for direct talks
with his counterpart, Jaswant Singh.

Mr. Vajpayee,

Mr. Prime Minister
and the whole Pakistan cabinet

is very sorry to hear about…

the martyrdom of your soldiers and pilot,

Ajay Ahuja.

We thought that he died
because of the impact of the crash.

But I guess he fell into
the hands of the Mujahideen.

Mr. Prime Minister want me
to personally talk to the Mujahideens

so that things could cool down.

And that's why we handed over
your pilot, Nishant, back to you safely.

I am ready to mediate with the Mujahideens
in the future as well.

But this mediation can only happen

if India agrees to discuss
the Kashmir issue with us.

[tense music playing]

Mr. Vajpayee,

you, uh, need to trust Pakistan.

Hmm.

Mr. Aziz, I do trust…

that this issue can be solved
by Pakistan alone.

[Aziz over tape] Sir, India has deployed

another 15,000 soldiers
in the Kargil sector.

[Musharraf] What does it matter
if there are 1,000 or 15,000?

[Aziz] It's been more than three weeks
since we were discovered.

Could the Indian Air Force
or the Army harm us in any way?

[Musharraf] Aziz, as long as we have
the advantage of height,

the Indian Air Force and the Indian Army,
we can crush both of them.

[Aziz] Sir, I have really tried my best,
but the man is very stubborn.

[Musharraf] Then we can make
an example out of him.

Make such an example out of him
that their souls start trembling

even before they think
of entering Pakistan.

[Aziz] Sir, what about
the international community?

[Musharraf] To hell with
the international community.

Such an important call
on an unsecured line?

Shame on you, Mr. Sartaj.

This, even by Pakistani standards,
is pathetic.

General Musharraf's character was…

already on display for all to see
during the peace talks.

But be it the Army or the cabinet,

it's now very clear
that all of you are the same.

Mr. Aziz,

just go and inform Mr. Nawaz

that the time for discussion
and conversation is now completely over.

Now, India…

will talk with all of you
only via the w*r in Kargil.

[tense music continues]

[newsreader]
Foreign Minister Jaswant Singh

and Pakistan's Sartaj Aziz have just
finished a two-hour-long meeting.

But as you can clearly see,
there are no answers being given

to the questions being asked
by the reporters.

Why didn't they let him speak
to the press?

This is the biggest breaking news
of the day.

The phone recordings released
by the Ministry of External Affairs today

identified Pakistani Army Chief
General Pervez Musharraf,

who can be heard very clearly.

All these recordings prove
once again without a doubt

that the attack in Kargil
is not by the Mujahideen.

In fact, the Pakistan Army
was behind this operation.

We are following extraordinary
developments in South Asia,

where leaked telephone conversations

have fundamentally altered the narrative
surrounding the Kargil conflict.

These intercepted conversations

between Pakistani Army Chief
General Pervez Musharraf

and his second in-command
offer unprecedented insight

in what appears to be a systematic
deception campaign by Islamabad.

[tense music continues]

Pardon me, I come here unannounced.

Mr. Prime Minister.

First of all, I'd like to apologize
to the entire cabinet

from the bottom of my heart
for whatever trouble you all face

because of those leaked tapes.

I shouldn't have spoken the way I did
on an unsecured line.

Come, please have a seat.

Forget about the tapes.
We have China on our side,

so what does it even matter what
the rest of the world thinks about us?

Isn't it?

[chuckles softly]

Isn't it?

[tense music playing]

China is supporting us, right?

It is. Of course.

General Musharraf, the Chinese officials
have clearly confirmed

that they never,
at any point during this operation,

extended any support to you at all.

Fear the almighty, Mr. Pervez.

How much more are you going to lie
to the whole cabinet,

to the Prime Minister,
to the people of our country?

In the political scenery of Pakistan,

you see, the Kashmir issue
is an extremely complicated matter.

Everyone really wants Kashmir,

but the responsibility to acquire it,
nobody wants that.

If I hadn't lied to all of you
and accepted this responsibility,

could we have captured
such a massive chunk of Kashmir

like we have done today?

Definitely not.

Mr. Prime Minister,
you would have stopped this operation

under American pressure a long time ago.

Which is what I should have done
after the briefing on the 17th on May,

but I'm doing it today.

I declare Operation Koh-i-Paimaa

done and dusted, cancelled and closed.

Effective immediately.

Now our country

will not be paying
for this unauthorized w*r

started by General Musharraf.

It's an order.

[Musharraf sighs]

February 23, 1999, Skardu Base.

The Prime Minister was given
a very comprehensive briefing

on Tupac, the Mujahideen Operation.

[Musharraf sighs]

I'm sure you remember
this photograph, sir.

This was taken
two days after the peace talks.

And in that very meeting,
the PM had given his approval

to give the soldiers Stinger missiles,

which were used
to sh**t down the Indian Air Force jets.

Isn't this your signature,
Mr. Prime Minister?

[sighs] Everything is happening
with your approval, sir.

But if you still think otherwise,

then we can call the press in the morning

and tell the whole world
our side of the truth.

Pervez Musharraf did not start this w*r.

We've been at w*r with India
since the Partition.

But the point is that this time,
we are winning this w*r.

I would clearly like to inform
the whole cabinet

that the Pakistan Army

is never going to back down
from a w*r we are winning.

Whether Islamabad is with us
on this or not.

[tense music playing]

Sir, Sangy and I checked out
the blast pen. Everything's fine.

And what about the men?
Have they rested well?

I'll just be back.

[tender music playing]

Can I fly tomorrow, sir?

I… I really need to, sir.

- Look, Dhali, it's really not--
- Sir, please.

I wish I could help you.

Jai Hind, sir.

Jai Hind.

[Ahuja, echoing] You will have to go back.

We all need some help, Dhali.

Cheers, Dhali.

Hercules 2, fuel check.

You will have to go back.

We all need some help, Dhali.

[Ahuja] Hercules 2, breaking off.

[echoing] Hercules 2, fuel check.

Hercules 2, breaking off.
We all need some help.

Hercules 2, breaking off.

[gasps]

[gasping]

[grunting and coughing]

[wheezing]

[coughing]

[gasping, wheezing]

[coughing]

[Tony] Dhali?

[gasps]

[breathing heavily]

At ease.

It wasn't your fault.

"Why was I low on fuel?"

"Why did I turn back?"

"If I hadn't come back,
maybe Ahuja sir would be alive."

That's what you've been thinking, right?

Hmm?

Stop thinking about all this.

[whimpers]

If it wasn't my fault, then why am I
not able to face Alka ma'am?

It was my fault.

I used to boast a lot
that I do so many things in the w*r,

I used to talked big
that I'd proved myself.

But what have I done till now?

I just took a U-turn and came back.

Every time I close my eyes,
I can't see anything

but that fuel meter, sir.

And…

Why didn't he just let me
go with him that day?

When he needed me the most,
I just came back.

[crying]

I couldn't do anything for him…

[sobbing]

- Why?
- The w*r isn't over yet, Dhali.

Tomorrow, we are going to b*mb
Drass's most critical peak, 5140.

This will be my life's…

and probably this mission's
most important sortie, Dhali.

And I want my best pilot with me.

Will you fly with me?

Tell me…

will you fly with me?

[heroic music playing]

[newsreader] And now, sports news.

Today, in Manchester, India will face
Pakistan in the Super Six match.

[commentator 1] Both batsmen have entered.

It's just a matter of time
before the game begins.

[commentator 2]
Tendulkar joined by Ramesh,

who replaces an injured Ganguly.

And we're underway with a hard
new English ball in Wasim Akram's grip,

up against the finest batsmen
on the planet.

[pilot] Scanners to FAC,
Arrow formation has taken off.

Sartaj sir, they've taken off.

[Sartaj] Chanakya to Sangram. Over.

- Sangram for Chanakya. Okay, pass. Over.
- Eagles incoming. Stand by for attack.

Roger. Over.

[Tony] Keep climbing to 30,000 feet.

[Dhali] Roger. On your tail.

[Tony] What the hell?

[Dhali] Arrow 1, your speed
is fluctuating. All okay?

[Tony] I have a problem, Arrow 2.

My airspeed indicator is misbehaving.
Looks like a pitot tube blockage.

I think we should abort this mission.

[Dhali] But, Arrow 1, can I drop my b*mb?

[Tony] Negative, Arrow 2.
Without airspeed indication, I'm blind.

You have to guide me back to the base now.

We have to abort mission. Now.

Sir, there is some technical glitch.
They may be aborting the mission.

Chanakya for Sangram.

- Over.
- Sangram for Chanakya. Okay, pass. Over.

Hold position, Eagles aborting.

Company, hold.

[commentator 1] Down the track he comes,
lobs it skywards…

- Yeah!
- [laughter]

[commentary continues indistinctly]

Well done, boys!

[Ahuja] Chin up, soldier.

[Dhali] Sir, we don't have to
abort this mission.

If I can guide you
all the way back to the base,

then I can guide you
for the bombing as well, sir. Trust me.

[Tony] Too risky for that, Dhali.

I've said this before,
the bombs could fall on our army as well.

Sir, you just need
to match my speed and my position.

I will be your airspeed indicator.

[Tony] It's too risky, Dhali.
This is not the Tosa Maidan.

The stakes are too high.

Sir, didn't you tell me
that I'm your best pilot?

I won't let you down, sir.

I've already taken a U-turn
and I'm not taking another.

I have to do this for Hercules 1.

[suspenseful music playing]

[Tony] All right. Let's do it.

[breaths deeply]

- For Ahuja.
- Yes, sir.

Sir, they're coming in for a second pass.

Chanakya for Sangram. Over.

The Air Force is coming back.
Stand by to attack. Over.

Roger, sir. Jai Hind.

[commentator 2] Up in the air. And Afridi
has spilled it at deep mid-wicket.

That will go down as a dropped chance
and a boundary…

Get the missiles ready!
It's time to fight!

Everyone, get the SAMs ready!
Move forward!

[Dhali] We're two minutes away
from our release point, sir.

Stay steady on my left echelon
and try to match my exact position.

[Tony] Roger. Matching position.

[Dhali] Sir, you seem to be
falling behind.

A touch of power, 2%.

[Tony exhales] Power increase by 2%.

In position.

- [Dhali] Maintain position, sir.
- Maintaining.

[Dhali] Arrow 1,
now turn right three degrees.

[Tony] Turning right, three degrees.

[Dhali] Come closer, sir.
Maintain position at half wingspan.

[Tony] Coming in, half wingspan.

[Dhali] We are just 60 seconds away
from the release point, sir.

True airspeed should be 850
for b*mb release.

Let's increase now.

[Tony] Roger.
Increasing, maintaining position.

[Dhali] Thirty seconds left.
Lock throttle now, sir.

[Tony] Throttle locked.

[Dhali] Arming switches now.

[Tony] Switch is armed.

[Dhali] Stand by to release in ten,

nine, eight,

seven, six, five,

four, three,

two, one!

Now!

Bombs away!

[Tony] Bombs away!

[bombs whistling]

Everybody, run!

[bombs whistling]

[screaming]

Yes!

[heroic music playing]

[Sartaj] Chanakya for Sangram. Over.
Bombing successful.

[g*nf*re]

[grunting]

[groaning]

[weakly] Fire is raining from the sky.

[whimpering]

[mouthing] Yes!

[chanting in Hindi]

[all cheering]

[tender music playing]

[newsreader] In the first two days
of Operation Safed Sagar,

after the loss of three aircraft
and five pilots,

the Indian Air Force has made
a spectacular comeback.

The Indian Air Force's MiG-21s
made precise attacks

in challenging mountainous terrain

and cleared the way for the soldiers
fighting on the ground.

A feat that no other Air Force
in the world could have achieved.

- Hmm.
- No, the doctor said I shouldn't.

All okay?

[newsreader] Point 5140
has finally been recaptured…

Yeah, now it's all okay.

[newsreader continues indistinctly]

But today's win is not just about
regaining a peak.

It is a message
that India is sending to the world,

that this w*r will lead to only
one conclusion, saving our home.

[tender music playing]

How far along are you?

It's just been one month.

[chuckling softly]

Congratulations.

[all chuckling]

[sighs]

When did you find out?

A week ago.

Why didn't you tell us?

I thought it wasn't the right time.

But this is good news, Madhavi.

No time is ever right or wrong
for good news.

[Madhavi sniffles]

[Alka sniffling]

Baldy, does he know?

- No.
- [Alka] Why?

I will tell him the day
he doesn't have a sortie.

[women laugh]

[Musharraf] Hassan, what have you sent me?

"Fire is raining from the sky."
What do you mean?

[Hassan] Sir, this was the last message
from our soldiers from Point 5140.

They were all sitting together
listening to cricket commentary

when the bombs started falling from above.

Why aren't we using the Stinger missiles?

[Hassan] Sir, our soldiers couldn't see
the Indian jets.

They could only hear them.

What? How is that possible, Hassan?

Nobody… It's impossible
for any air force in the world

to attack from such an altitude.

[Hassan] I don't know how,
but the Indian Air Force is doing it.

[soldiers singing] ♪ We'll conquer
We'll conquer Tololing ♪

♪ We will conquer, hey! ♪

♪ We'll conquer
We'll conquer Tiger Hill ♪

♪ We will conquer, hey! ♪

We will conquer!

[all cheering]

[Sartaj] Boys!

Today, after several weeks of fighting,

we finally captured Point 5140

and hoisted the Indian flag on the peak.

[all cheering]

But then…

we're also aware…

that to recapture this one peak,

so many of our brothers
sacrificed themselves.

And their sacrifice won't be in vain.

This w*r is still not over.

For our brothers,
in memory of our brothers,

in honor of our beloved brothers,

we will fight!

We will fight, sir!

We will keep fighting, sir!

Hoist our flag on every single peak
that belongs to us!

Right?

[chanting in Hindi]

God knows how long this w*r will go on

if we continue bombing one peak at a time.

Yeah.

We have to scale up, sir.

For our army and these soldiers.

I agree with you, Tony.

But the Golden Arrows
only have eight jets.

And only those eight jets
have an inbuilt GPS system.

If we try to fit other jets with them,
it'll take a few months.

I know that, sir.

Tony…

[sighs]

I've got an idea.

[intriguing music playing]

Thanks to the successful GPS bombing
carried out by the Golden Arrows,

the Army has captured its first post.

And that's why
what the Golden Arrows have started,

we need to scale it up now.

You're all being given
these handheld GPS sets

that we have sourced
from the electronics markets

throughout the country.

These aren't as accurate
as the GPS systems on the MiG-21.

But when was the last time
we waited for perfect conditions?

Now we will b*mb them day and night.

Stick them to your wrists,
your thighs, or even your c*ck walls,

wherever you feel comfortable.

But make sure you drop hell
on those rats from every direction.

[device beeps]

[Dhali] In five, four, three, two,

one. Now!

- Bombs away!
- [bombs whistle]

- [Goofy] Bombs away!
- [bombs whistle]

- [Sangy] Now!
- [bombs whistle]

[Max] Bombs away!

[Chou] Bombs away!

[bombs whistle]

- [Teekay] Bombs away!
- [bombs whistle]

[epic music playing]

- [in Urdu] Sir, long live Pakistan.
- Long live Pakistan.

[in English] So, what's the update here?

- Sir, the morale is low.
- Why?

The news of the bombing has spread
across all the other peaks as well.

The soldiers are scared, sir.

What are they scared of?

When those enemy jets were dropping bombs,
what were your soldiers doing?

[splutters] Sir, as I informed you
during the phone call,

they… they came from above the clouds.

Our soldiers couldn't even fire
the Stinger missiles.

[sighs] Hassan,
why are bunkers always made of stones?

Inform the soldiers at every peak

that from now on,
if they hear the enemy jets coming,

then all the soldiers should hide
in the stone bunkers.

Okay, sir.

[b*mb whistles]

Bombing successful. Move forward.

[soldier] Move!

- [g*nf*re]
- [grunting]

[screaming]

[melancholy music playing]

[heroic music playing]