Operation Dwarka – The Midnight Strike**  

**Scene 1: The War Room – Karachi Naval HQ** 

The dim glow of tactical maps illuminated the tense faces of Pakistan's naval command. Commodore S.M. Anwar, commander of the strike force, pointed to a small dot on the Gujarat coastline. 

*"Dwarka. A radar station, fuel depot, and naval wireless facility. Knock this out, and we blind their western naval ops."* 

Captain Razzak of PNS *Babur* leaned forward. *"Intel confirms minimal defenses?"* 

Anwar nodded. *"They think their coast is safe. We'll prove them wrong."* 

A young lieutenant frowned. *"Sir, if we're detected before—"* 

*"Then we don't get detected,"* Anwar cut in. *"Night raid. Fast. Hard. Gone before they scramble fighters."* 

Silence. Then Razzak grinned. *"Let's give them a night to remember."* 

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**Scene 2: The Silent Run – Arabian Sea, 2200 Hours** 

The strike group—PNS *Babur*, *Khaibar*, *Badr*, and *Jahangir*—cut through black waters, running dark. No radio chatter. No navigation lights. 

On *Babur's* bridge, Razzak watched radar sweeps. *"Anything?"* 

*"Just fishing boats,"* the sonar operator murmured. *"No warships."* 

A tense smile. *"Good. Hold course."* 

Below decks, marine commandos checked weapons. *"Remember,"* their lieutenant said, *"if we go loud, it's chaos rules. Burn everything."* 

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**Scene 3: The Guns Speak – Dwarka Harbor, 2345 Hours** 

The first salvo of 5-inch shells screamed ashore, slamming into the radar station. Fireballs lit the night. 

*"Direct hit! Reloading!"* 

Sirens wailed. Indian coastal batteries scrambled—too late. Pakistani guns pounded docks, fuel tanks, the radio tower. 

Then, over the radio: *"Enemy patrol boat! Bearing 270!"* 

Razzak snarled. *"Engage!"* 

*Babur's* guns swiveled. Three rapid shots. The Indian boat vanished in a fireball. 

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**Scene 4: The Escape – Chaos on the Coast** 

Smoke choked Dwarka's shore. Fires cast hellish shadows as the strike group turned seaward. 

*"All vessels, max speed!"* Anwar barked. *"Where's their air cover?"* 

*"Scrambled—but we'll be out of range in twelve minutes."* 

A tense pause. Then— 

*"Missile launch! Oh God—* 

*"Hard starboard! Flares! NOW!"* 

A Seacat missile streaked past, detonating harmlessly at sea. 

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**Scene 5: Dawn Debrief – Karachi Dockyard** 

Anwar faced his officers. *"Radar station: destroyed. Fuel depot: burning. And we didn't lose a single ship."* 

A rare smile. *"Tonight, we rewrote the rules."* 

Somewhere east, the sun rose over a humiliated Indian coast. 

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