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13 September 1965
In the early morning haze, a formation of four F-86 Sabres of PAF just returned from the Chawinda Sector after turning a number of Indian tanks into debris. Now Flight Lieutenants Saleem, Manzoor and Amanullah alongwith their "Sherdil Squardon Leader" were about to have a cup of tea, after submitting the mission details to their Wing Commander. The Squadron Leader belonged to East Pakistan (Dhaka), with a petite figure and lank body, he looked quite unimpressive. Due to his courage and bravery; he was called Sherdil. Suddenly, there was a buzzer they all rushed towards the briefing room.
1030 hrs Batala Gurdaspur Railway Tracks, India
The formation of four Sabres was deployed in their raid & reconnaissance mission in the area, where a train, full of arms and ammunition for the reinforcements of Indian Army in the various sectors was passing. This formation was directed to destroy this consignment.
"Lead Contact!", Called Manzoor on the RT.
"Yes No.2" said the Sherdil Squadron Leader.
"I have a visual of a train at 11'O clock" Manzoor answered.
"Copy that, let me check" Sherdil answered and dived towards the target.
Going pn a very low altitude flight, Sherdil was nearly parallel to the train. The terrified faces of civilians were enough to tell that it was a passenger train not an ammunition train.
"Negative fellows, not the target" said Squadron leader and took his plane up again.
As the Sabres reached the Gurdaspur Railway Station, they spotted a train . A long line of freight wagons was enough to tell that it wasn't an ordinary train.
"Lead! I think we are lucky this time" Saleem stuttered cheerfully on the RT.
"Let me check it Junior", Squadron leader said and dived towards the train.
Now there was only one way to check it. Sherdil opened the gun sight and fired a brief burst with its six 0.5 inches Browning Machine Guns of Sabre. The result proved devastating as the tiny burst resulted in a big explosion.
"Let's get it boys" Squadron Leader Said.
All the four sabres lined up and started emptying their guns and rocket pods on the train. The massive cache of weapons started turning into ashes. After fireworks of just 2 minutes, there was nothing left except for pieces of steel and thick clouds of smoke.
"There are some wagons left, let me take care of that" Squadron leader said and dived towards the train. The sound of machine gun burst and a huge explosion shook the air. Leader was on a tree top height, the flying splinters of train hit his plane. It was enough to crash a plane but Sherdil controlled the situation and avoided the crash.
"Lead we must return to the base, enemy would be here any moment" Amanullah said.
"No some wagons are intact, they must be destroyed. I won't allow even a single bullet to reach the Indians" Squadron Leader said and dived in the thick cloud of smoke, making the lowest flight of the course.
"There was again the whistling sound of two rockets, which resulted into the most gigantic explosion that these aviators had ever heard during the mission. They were about 200 feet above the train, but the shock waves of the explosion shook their planes like plastic toys and they were barely able to control them.
There was no hope for the Sherdil to avoid the explosion as he was very near the exploding train. "Lead are you OK?" asked Manzoor
"My canopy is full of smoke, returning to the base, said the Leader.
Pakistani Territory was only 12 miles away from the point of action and it was only a flight of one and half minute.
"Smoke is clear, now it seems alright" was the final transmission from the leader. After that it was silence
Other three sabres returned to base safely but the leader didn't. In search of Leader, a rescue operation of five hours was conducted, but it ended effortless. As it was later assumed that while descending by the parachute from his crippled Sabre, he was shot down. If he'd reached the ground alive, nothing on earth could stop him from reaching Pakistan", the legendary PAF officer Squadron Leader “Nosey” Haider said.
This Sherdil Squadron Leader was awarded Sitara e Jurrat and world knows him as Squadron Leader Alaud Din Ahmed 'Butch'.
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December 04, 1971
Dhaka, East Pakistan
0730 HRS
After waiting for whole night long, the 23 years old Flying Officer was finally called for the mision. He was sitting in his ADA when the intercom rang, he was ordered to scramble in his F-86. Alongwith his No.2 Flying Officer Gul, they took off.
"Two enemy birds approaching you from south, engage! the ground control told them.
They spotted a pair of Indian SU-7s, which started firing at them.
"Contact left Gul", Flying Officer shouted at the intercom and yanked his F-86 to avoid the damage. Making loop after loop, he was finally behind the SU-7. Taking it into the gun sight, he fired a 2 seconds burst with his six 0.5 Browning Machine guns. The aircraft was hit but escaped making a long trail of black smoke.
Meanwhile Gul also made his target run away .
0940 HRS
Dhaka Air space
The duo of Flying officer and Gul was again airborne. This time two Indian Hunters were over Dhaka. Soon they spotted the enemy aircrafts.
"One for you and one for me buddy", Flying Officer told Gul with a laughter.
The race between hunters and F-86 started. After a series of classic scissors, Flying Officer was able to take the hunter into his gun sight. Taking aim, he fired. Within seconds, the hunter was blown to pieces when it hit the ground, giving no chance to the pilot to eject. The duo landed back safely.
01330 HRS
Flying officer was on a flying patrol along with his wingman, Flying Officer Shamshad.
As the wheels locked, they were warned for 2 approaching SU-7s.
"Shamshad, engage right", he ordered his wingman and dived for his share of the targets. SU-7 fired 2 missiles at him, which Shamshad avoided by yanking his air craft.
Meanwhile Flying Officer also took his target into sight, and fired his sidewinder missile, which landed directly into the windpipe of SU-7, shattering it into pieces. Now he dived towards the SU-7 which was chasing Shamshad. As he noticed the flying officer coming after him, he turned and ran away.
Now they were directed to reach Kurmitola.
"Plenty of prey today, let no one escape from here aliv e", he told Shamshad.
After a flight of 1 minute, they spotted 4 hunters in a box formation. Two hunters infront of Flying Officer broke off the formation and turned left. But Flying Officer was on their tail like a leech, firing long bursts at them. One hunter got damage and ran away while the second hunter was only 600 feet away, so it got a direct hit and blew into pieces. The other aircraft was getting out of point blank range, so he fired the other side winder misile, which exploded the hunter like a nepalm bomb.
On the other side, Shamshad downed one hunter with his machine guns and was after the other one.
"I am out of fuel, going to the base", shamshad told him.
"Ok you go, let me chase the bastard", Flying officer replied.
He was out of missiles and guns were empty. But only he knew that.
"Send back up, I am out of ammo", he told the ground control.
He was informed that 2 F-86 are airborne, he turned towards Dhaka air field. Suddenly he noticed a formation of 4 Mig-21 has surrounded him. Keeping his mind sharp, he throttled his aircraft to the full and made a max-rate-steep-turn on the tree top height. Migs were constantly firing at the Flying Officer, filling him with anger. After taking a steep turn, he moved his old F-86 towards the newly built Migs, his magazines were empty. Migs broke off from the formation and turned towards Indian Territory.
The flying officer landed on the ground and greeted by the base commander himslef for this battle. Later he was awarded Sitara e Jurrat for his act of bravery. Today the is known as Flying Officer Shams ul Haq.
13 September 1965
In the early morning haze, a formation of four F-86 Sabres of PAF just returned from the Chawinda Sector after turning a number of Indian tanks into debris. Now Flight Lieutenants Saleem, Manzoor and Amanullah alongwith their "Sherdil Squardon Leader" were about to have a cup of tea, after submitting the mission details to their Wing Commander. The Squadron Leader belonged to East Pakistan (Dhaka), with a petite figure and lank body, he looked quite unimpressive. Due to his courage and bravery; he was called Sherdil. Suddenly, there was a buzzer they all rushed towards the briefing room.
1030 hrs Batala Gurdaspur Railway Tracks, India
The formation of four Sabres was deployed in their raid & reconnaissance mission in the area, where a train, full of arms and ammunition for the reinforcements of Indian Army in the various sectors was passing. This formation was directed to destroy this consignment.
"Lead Contact!", Called Manzoor on the RT.
"Yes No.2" said the Sherdil Squadron Leader.
"I have a visual of a train at 11'O clock" Manzoor answered.
"Copy that, let me check" Sherdil answered and dived towards the target.
Going pn a very low altitude flight, Sherdil was nearly parallel to the train. The terrified faces of civilians were enough to tell that it was a passenger train not an ammunition train.
"Negative fellows, not the target" said Squadron leader and took his plane up again.
As the Sabres reached the Gurdaspur Railway Station, they spotted a train . A long line of freight wagons was enough to tell that it wasn't an ordinary train.
"Lead! I think we are lucky this time" Saleem stuttered cheerfully on the RT.
"Let me check it Junior", Squadron leader said and dived towards the train.
Now there was only one way to check it. Sherdil opened the gun sight and fired a brief burst with its six 0.5 inches Browning Machine Guns of Sabre. The result proved devastating as the tiny burst resulted in a big explosion.
"Let's get it boys" Squadron Leader Said.
All the four sabres lined up and started emptying their guns and rocket pods on the train. The massive cache of weapons started turning into ashes. After fireworks of just 2 minutes, there was nothing left except for pieces of steel and thick clouds of smoke.
"There are some wagons left, let me take care of that" Squadron leader said and dived towards the train. The sound of machine gun burst and a huge explosion shook the air. Leader was on a tree top height, the flying splinters of train hit his plane. It was enough to crash a plane but Sherdil controlled the situation and avoided the crash.
"Lead we must return to the base, enemy would be here any moment" Amanullah said.
"No some wagons are intact, they must be destroyed. I won't allow even a single bullet to reach the Indians" Squadron Leader said and dived in the thick cloud of smoke, making the lowest flight of the course.
"There was again the whistling sound of two rockets, which resulted into the most gigantic explosion that these aviators had ever heard during the mission. They were about 200 feet above the train, but the shock waves of the explosion shook their planes like plastic toys and they were barely able to control them.
There was no hope for the Sherdil to avoid the explosion as he was very near the exploding train. "Lead are you OK?" asked Manzoor
"My canopy is full of smoke, returning to the base, said the Leader.
Pakistani Territory was only 12 miles away from the point of action and it was only a flight of one and half minute.
"Smoke is clear, now it seems alright" was the final transmission from the leader. After that it was silence
Other three sabres returned to base safely but the leader didn't. In search of Leader, a rescue operation of five hours was conducted, but it ended effortless. As it was later assumed that while descending by the parachute from his crippled Sabre, he was shot down. If he'd reached the ground alive, nothing on earth could stop him from reaching Pakistan", the legendary PAF officer Squadron Leader “Nosey” Haider said.
This Sherdil Squadron Leader was awarded Sitara e Jurrat and world knows him as Squadron Leader Alaud Din Ahmed 'Butch'.
....................................................................................
...............
December 04, 1971
Dhaka, East Pakistan
0730 HRS
After waiting for whole night long, the 23 years old Flying Officer was finally called for the mision. He was sitting in his ADA when the intercom rang, he was ordered to scramble in his F-86. Alongwith his No.2 Flying Officer Gul, they took off.
"Two enemy birds approaching you from south, engage! the ground control told them.
They spotted a pair of Indian SU-7s, which started firing at them.
"Contact left Gul", Flying Officer shouted at the intercom and yanked his F-86 to avoid the damage. Making loop after loop, he was finally behind the SU-7. Taking it into the gun sight, he fired a 2 seconds burst with his six 0.5 Browning Machine guns. The aircraft was hit but escaped making a long trail of black smoke.
Meanwhile Gul also made his target run away .
0940 HRS
Dhaka Air space
The duo of Flying officer and Gul was again airborne. This time two Indian Hunters were over Dhaka. Soon they spotted the enemy aircrafts.
"One for you and one for me buddy", Flying Officer told Gul with a laughter.
The race between hunters and F-86 started. After a series of classic scissors, Flying Officer was able to take the hunter into his gun sight. Taking aim, he fired. Within seconds, the hunter was blown to pieces when it hit the ground, giving no chance to the pilot to eject. The duo landed back safely.
01330 HRS
Flying officer was on a flying patrol along with his wingman, Flying Officer Shamshad.
As the wheels locked, they were warned for 2 approaching SU-7s.
"Shamshad, engage right", he ordered his wingman and dived for his share of the targets. SU-7 fired 2 missiles at him, which Shamshad avoided by yanking his air craft.
Meanwhile Flying Officer also took his target into sight, and fired his sidewinder missile, which landed directly into the windpipe of SU-7, shattering it into pieces. Now he dived towards the SU-7 which was chasing Shamshad. As he noticed the flying officer coming after him, he turned and ran away.
Now they were directed to reach Kurmitola.
"Plenty of prey today, let no one escape from here aliv e", he told Shamshad.
After a flight of 1 minute, they spotted 4 hunters in a box formation. Two hunters infront of Flying Officer broke off the formation and turned left. But Flying Officer was on their tail like a leech, firing long bursts at them. One hunter got damage and ran away while the second hunter was only 600 feet away, so it got a direct hit and blew into pieces. The other aircraft was getting out of point blank range, so he fired the other side winder misile, which exploded the hunter like a nepalm bomb.
On the other side, Shamshad downed one hunter with his machine guns and was after the other one.
"I am out of fuel, going to the base", shamshad told him.
"Ok you go, let me chase the bastard", Flying officer replied.
He was out of missiles and guns were empty. But only he knew that.
"Send back up, I am out of ammo", he told the ground control.
He was informed that 2 F-86 are airborne, he turned towards Dhaka air field. Suddenly he noticed a formation of 4 Mig-21 has surrounded him. Keeping his mind sharp, he throttled his aircraft to the full and made a max-rate-steep-turn on the tree top height. Migs were constantly firing at the Flying Officer, filling him with anger. After taking a steep turn, he moved his old F-86 towards the newly built Migs, his magazines were empty. Migs broke off from the formation and turned towards Indian Territory.
The flying officer landed on the ground and greeted by the base commander himslef for this battle. Later he was awarded Sitara e Jurrat for his act of bravery. Today the is known as Flying Officer Shams ul Haq.