Reborn In 17th century India with Black Technology

October 6th, 1655

Sarvesh and his crew quickly departed from the Gyaspur Village and moved towards their destination.

As the warning bells in the city rang, the city of Ahmedabad became chaotic. Military supplies, personnel, weapons, and ammunition were quickly being moved from the West Bank of Sabarmati River to the East Bank, where the battle was mainly fought.

The current destination of Sarvesh and his crew was the area of Vishala. This is the metropolitan area at the southern end of Ahmedabad City on its West Bank. The area is the size of 1.3 kilometres, and This is one of the two areas that has been bothering Gyaspur Village for taxes.

Sarvesh and his crew took the bridge this time as opposed to swimming in the water to cross the river since they confirmed that Gyaspur Village was friendly for the most part.

While Sarvesh and his crew were walking on the river, they did meet a few Mughal guards.

Sarvesh quickly took out the flintlock and shot the first guy in the head, *bang*.

The guy fell down directly without even uttering a word. The person behind him saw the hundreds of armed soldiers pointing their guns at him, so he quickly dropped his weapon and raised his hands.

Sarvesh came forward and punched his head, knocking him out. He ordered for his crewmates to carry the guy back to the village and to inform the villagers to keep him tied up.

Sarvesh could have killed him, but two consecutive gunshots would have alerted someone. One could be passed off as a misfire, which he had heard quite a lot since he came out of the village. Also, due to the cannons being shot continuously, the occurrence of gunshots has become a lot less unusual, drawing less attention.

But still, frequent gunshots in succession are rare, so he felt like he had to avoid that.

After smoothly crossing the bridge without another incident, Sarvesh encountered a group of 4 to 5 guards patrolling the road ahead. The road’s direction perpendicular to Sarvesh’s destination made direct sneaking impossible. However, Fortunately, the large group accompanying him remained well-hidden along the riverbank among the rocks, unnoticed by the guards.

Moreover, with Gyaspur village behind them, their rear was secure, ensuring they remained undetected by anyone on the East Bank. n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

*Load*

A soldier was loading the gun, about to aim at the guards blocking their path. But he was abruptly stopped when a hand pressed on his rifle. Looking at the owner of the hand, it turned out to be the commander.

"Don’t do it," the commander said.

The soldier was stunned, but he still stiffly nodded his head, still clueless as to why the commander stopped him.

Sarvesh looked around and thought of multiple possibilities to get out of this tricky situation. But everything he thought of wouldn’t work.

*Boom*

A cannon shot was heard, but it was muffled due to it being a further distance away.

This gave Sarvesh an idea. "Everyone, fall back and take cover."

Sarvesh took out a frag grenade and lit it. His soldiers were taken aback, not able to comprehend what their commander was doing. ’Didn’t he just now warn us not to make any noise? Why is this big guy directly lighting up a grenade? Could it be that they had misunderstood, and the big guy was not intending to make a sound but was intending to make the biggest sound possible?

That makes sense, as expected of the commander,’ they thought with their crooked minds. But what they did not expect was just as the grenade was about to blow, Sarvesh directly chucked it into the water with the greatest strength. They were still 70 to 80 meters away from the water, but still, the grenade flew all this distance and perfectly fell into the water.

*Boom*

A muffled sound similar to a cannon shot along with the water splashing up was heard. Hearing the explosion, which was obviously much nearer than all the explosions they heard from the morning, the five people came over to look at it.

*Click*

*Slice*

Unfortunately, their fate was sealed right then and there. Sarvesh unsheathed the Talwar with a click, and with one swipe, the head of a soldier was cleanly cut off. When the rest of the guards saw the head of their comrade rolling down the bank of the river, they were stunned, and before they could act, their heads were also dismembered from their bodies.

It was the soldiers who acted after following the lead of the commander their path was finally clear.

As they moved further and further into the Vishala area, they received more and more attention from the people around them. Fortunately, these people were the normal poor people of the empire, and they did not have much sway in the city. Suddenly, a man wearing a green turban and white attire tried to stop them.

Sarvesh was going to ignore him and move forward, but the guy suddenly said, "Freedom to the Dharmic, Death to invaders"

Sarvesh suddenly stopped and looked at the man with a questioning gaze.

The man did not feel offended because he was doubted, as he was used to it in his line of work. "Hello Commander Sarvesh, I am Agent 235, Gujarat Division, Ahmedabad Branch. I will escort you to your destination and update you on the most feasible course of action."

Sarvesh nodded his head in acknowledgement after further confirming the stranger’s identity with some questions and followed the guy along with his crew. They passed through various nooks and crannies, sometimes even going through filthy places like prostitution houses with secret doors or black markets that sell occult items. Finally, they made it to a compound made up of wood.

"Commander, this is the Regional Office of the Ahmedabad City Defence Corp. This is the biggest hindrance to our mission, and the success of the mission is dependent upon how secretly you complete it. Also, this compound right here contains both the office and the quarters of most of the Ahmedabad City Defence Corp in this area. Here is the blueprint. Also, after the mission, please contact me.

Good luck, Commander," Agent 235 said quickly, then disappeared from their sight.

Sarvesh, looking at the compound, acted immediately. They quickly took a saw and sawed the gate down. He followed the blueprint, and sure enough, it was similar to the layout on the blueprint.

The quarters consisted of eight two-story buildings housing two hundred guards each at its maximum capacity. But since the war is going on, the agent did say the number may be less.

Sarvesh acted immediately and infiltrated the office along with his crew. Fortunately, there weren’t many people in the office because of the war on the doorstep, for those who were found they were quickly eliminated.

In each of the living quarters, a hundred to a hundred and fifty men were found. Sarvesh decided to act together. First, he divided his crew into four companies and instructed them to silently eliminate the guards guarding these buildings and lock the building up.

*Slice*

*Stab*

*Chop*

*Ah!*

Things were completed very quickly.

After that was successful, Sarvesh, along with two companies at a time, went on a killing spree. He was worried that the enemy would use flintlocks and alert their comrades in other quarters, but to his surprise, these guys were nonchalantly sleeping on their beds or gambling together, keeping their weapons aside.

Also, what he noticed was not everyone had a gun; only around 20 people had them, which made it a lot easier for Sarvesh.

When he came out of the building, he was drenched in blood, but he was in an unhappy mood because he expected a good battle, not for chickens to be slaughtered. "How do the guys in the Mughal Empire train these soldiers anyway? Not one of them could put up a fight.

Also, shouldn’t this sort of work be done by the special forces unit in the first place?" he thought to himself, regretting his decision because he apparently felt like the difficulty was not huge enough. Without understanding the situation in Ahmedabad, he had still given a big build-up, saying that most of his subordinates would die. Sarvesh felt embarrassed about it now.

It is a pity that Sarvesh did not know even now that the reason for the low combat effectiveness of so many people was because they were rich second generations and they were left behind on the West Bank where it was considered safer by their families.

Embarrassment aside, Sarvesh still needed to complete his mission, all the buildings were cleared out, and it was the last building that was troublesome.

There was a guy who was actually alert and felt that something weird was going on. When Sarvesh burst through the door and saw the guy, he was almost killed because the enemy shot as soon as someone opened the door.

*Bang*

"Ah!"

Sarvesh was hit, and he groaned with pain; this was his first gunshot. "It hurts like a bitch," he thought. Fortunately, because he was wearing steel armour, the musket couldn’t penetrate the metal, and the only real effect it had was some shards piercing Sarvesh’s shoulder. This could be relatively simple to cure by removing the shards, disinfecting the wounds, and stitching the holes up.

However, the biggest problem was not the wounds being infected; it was the enemy in front of him who was reloading the gun again.

Sarvesh saw that the guy was about to fire again. Even with the pain, he quickly rolled forward, unsheathed his Talvar from the other hand, and directly brought it down on the enemy’s head. There was only a little resistance from the skull before it was violently split open.

Sarvesh lay there in a pool of blood, both his and the enemy’s. They had done it; they had completed the mission. His crewmates who found him were taken aback because of his injury, but they were relieved that the commander was conscious and able to talk. "Inform that agent guy about our success. Let His Excellency Admiral act fast," Sarvesh instructed without any delay.

According to his instruction, his crew contacted the agent and sent the good news about the success.

The agent quickly acted, and the news, travelling from one agent to another for 80 kilometres straight, quickly reached Gangadhar in a matter of 30 minutes. Gangadhar, who was still skeptical about the plan, was amazed that they really managed to achieve it.