1989: Afghan-Pakistani War Pt. 2
The Afghan forces have now occupied most if not all of the Northwest province of Pakistan and have begun making their way over into Balochistan, primarily to further cut off Pakistan and reinforce the Balochi nationalists that have been gradually rising up. All while India edges further and further into Kashmir and heading further into the Punjab and the heart of Pakistan. The restrictions on trade weakened Pakistan and the government's gradual growth of paranoia and cultural enforcement escalated much further into the war, to where all but the most zealous found it claustrophobic and suffocating. Zia-ul-Haq has grown increasingly desperate and unhinged, enabled by similarly paranoic advisers, especially after the assassination attempt on his life. However, there was one trump card left... and when he heard news of it, he commanded one final mission over to try and use it to bring a war to a close, if enough to wound his enemies. But it could not be done conventionally... it would have to be shot down, plus it would be difficult to try and use a plane with the measures done... no, would have to be by truck.
A quiet night, the massive truck carrying its cargo in, delivered by very devoted members to a cause. A final mission in the name of their president and their faith. But this was not the work of Allah, but a far darker one.
They were careless.
Afghan forces surrounded them, having almost reached the border. The tribal areas with their radical believers were of great help... and they would die for the cause. The drivers and the operators looked to one another, nodding as they would go to work. There was more than enough Afghan forces here to justify what they would do here. Furthermore, they were far from any sources of water. Some of their own would die... but they would go to Allah.
A Pashtuni soldier pointed his gun over to the head of the driver, who finishes a prayer. The operator finishes it...
Outside of Wana, a thundering sound was heard, echoing across the land and a blight was filled across the land...
An omnious mushroom cloud appeared, looming over like a horrific tower of judgment...
A nuclear bomb has been detonated, one equaling the force of the one of Nagasaki*...
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The semi-accurately named Wana Strike would send the western world up wide awake. Despite the setbacks in doing so along with the restrictions, Pakistan had managed to create a nuclear bomb. However, the toil from war along with the bombing runs from India and Afghanistan had crippled their airforce, resulting in an impromptu bombing attempt by truck, the hope being to transport it through unoccupied parts of Balochistan and sneaking into Afghanistan to detonante it. However, if they were caught, the men were given explicit orders to activate the device in an act of martyrdom.
American President Askew would be called by General Secretary Gorbachev for an emergancy meeting as it was the Soviet sphere that detected the news of a nuclear weapon being detonated over in the area, with both administrations immediately scrambling and assembling for more information and preparing for dreadful possibilities. Underground radio networks and the news launched over and with the sight of that looming cloud, the news spread rapidly.
In desperation against the enemy, Zia-ul-Haq bombed the Afghan army along with some of his own people in the tribal areas with a nuclear bomb no less.
Pakistan would
break.
The news spread like a wildfire in drought. The provincial governments of Balochistan and Sindh would assemble and vote to secede from Pakistan, not wanting to get caught in the crossfire along with the so-called Northern areas occupied by India. Most of all, the Northwest province, which was what Afghanistan was fighting for, would be the most horrified by the attack and after enduring weeks of icnreased scrutiny, suspicion and even accusations of treason amongst their own, they put their foot down, seceding from Pakistan and joining Afghanistan.
Afghanistan, mourned their fallen before filled with a might outrage. Most concerns over the war vanished in the tide of patriotism and the desire for retribution along with the confirmation of their worst fears. India meanwhile was now in panic though despite the increased calls for it, they refused to retaliate with a nuclear weapon of their own, fearing further escalation, especially with the Americans and the Soviets now having their full attention onto the warground.
Days later, Zia-ul-Haq would be attacked, killed by his own men before the gowing divisions in the administration widened, turning on one another in a blood bath on who would assert power after him, with supporters and detractors killed. It did not last long though, as a general managed to bring enough order in to assemble a government of sorts as the new president... and outside as the fires began to grow... the dream was dead.
How much blood would it take to reclaim Sindh and Balochistan, much less then northern provinces. How many more kin would need to die before the bloodlust would fade? No more... the dream was dead. Even if they could try and fight back, the renewed rage of the nations would overwhelm and crush them, along with the mighty powers of the Americans and Soviets who would no doubt becoming in... no... this general was not blinded by the bloodlust or zealotry... he would not send his coutnrymen to further die... fo however long they could be.
The people are speaking. They are not martyrs... and they will not die for this. If further war continued, the mobs would come to the capital building and break it all... no, the dream was dead.
Late Febuary, 1989... Pakistan gave their unconditional surrender over to Afghanistan and India.
The war was over.
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*= The bomb used was loosely based on the
Shakti-II plutonium implosion explosive used IOTL with India. Basically, something like that with about 20 kilotons or so would be the closest I think Pakistan would be able to make.