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September 6

Today is 6th September. In 1965 Indian tanks halted on the Ichogil Canal of Lahore, just short of the main city. The ceasefire came into effect in a couple of days. This 'brilliant feat' of defense by Pakistan Army is considered a matter of pride for them. It is for them and also for many Indians that I am posting some pictures.

Pakistani Patton Tanks in Patton Nagar



Sherman - Pakistan Army - Ichogil, Outskirts of Lahore

Gorkha Regiment celebrating

Sialkot Sector - Captured Pakistani Tanks

Pakistan's 1st Armored Division in Indian hands


Pakistan Patton Tank in ditch



Pak Chafee Tanks in wheat field, Punjab


Pak M24 Chafee Tank taken to cantonments as war trophee


M24 Chafee stuck


Indian PM Lal Bahadur Shastri posing over captured Pakistani Patton Tank

Indian Officers pose in front of captured Pakistani Sherman - Chawinda






Pak Tanks Captured - Chawinda

Patton Tank loaded into tank carriers to be transported as war trophy

Gen. N.C. Chaudhury congratulating soldiers before ceasefire, Ichogil Canal, Lahore




Pakistan Patton cleared by Jawan using grenade, Asal Uttar

Destroyed pontoon bridge of Pakistan Army over Ichogil Canal,

Indian soldiers inspecting a captured Sherman

Captured Pakistan Tank, Khem Kharan

Captured Pakistan tank, Chawinda





Captured Chafee M24



Gen 'Sparrow' posing in front of a Pakistani Patton

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