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When mobile networks fail, satellite communication becomes essential.

The Inmarsat IsatPhone 2 is a rugged satellite phone designed for professionals working in remote locations, emergency responders, maritime crews, explorers, and businesses that require reliable connectivity beyond traditional cellular coverage.

In our latest article, we cover:

📡 Global satellite coverage 🔋 Long-lasting battery performance 🆘 SOS emergency assistance 📍 GPS tracking and location sharing 🛡️ Rugged design for harsh environments 💰 Expected pricing and availability in India

Whether you're planning an expedition or need a dependable communication solution for mission-critical operations, this guide explains everything you need to know.

📰 Article written by: Ashfaque Surve

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Satellite phone in India — If you’re an adventure enthusiast, a remote worker, or someone who frequently travels to areas without cellular coverage, you might want to consider purchasing a satellite phone.

With a satellite phone, you can stay connected with family, friends, and colleagues from anywhere in the world. In this buying guide, we’ll cover everything you need to know about satellite phone price in India& buying a satellite phone in India.

Satellite Phone Price in India:

Satellite Phone Price in India for private users, the monthly recharge cost is Rs. 5,600, while government users will pay Rs. 3,360 per month. If you opt for an annual recharge plan, private users will pay Rs. 61,600, while government users will pay Rs. 36,960. Additionally, an 18% GST will be added to these costs.

Satellite Phone Cost can vary significantly depending on the brand, model, and service plans chosen. Prices typically range from a few hundred to several thousand dollars for the device itself. In addition to the device cost, ongoing expenses include service plans with varying coverage, minutes, and data allowances. It’s important to carefully consider your budget and communication needs when selecting a satellite phone to ensure a suitable and cost-effective choice.

Rachelle and Trace sat against the wall, their bikes leaned against them, as they waited for Erzabet to return from her scouting mission. They had a map of the city sprawled out in front of them, tracing their potential routes of escape.

"So what do you think, Trace?" Rachelle asked, her finger tapping the map. "Should we try to leave by the eastern tunnel or the southern one?"

Trace leaned in, studying the map intently. "The eastern tunnel has less traffic, so it might be less likely we'll run into any trouble. But the southern one is closer to where we need to be in the long run."

Rachelle nodded, considering his words. "Yeah, that's true. But there's a risk of getting cornered in the southern tunnel. We'll have to be really careful."

Just then, Erzabet returned, her eyes scanning the area as she approached. "I didn't see any zombies, but I did hear some commotion coming from the northern part of the tunnels."

Trace and Rachelle exchanged a look. "That's not good," Trace said. "We should check it out."

Erzabet nodded in agreement, and they all stood, readying their weapons. Tailor was still tinkering with the satellite phone, lost in concentration.

"Hey, Tailor, we're heading out," Rachelle called.

Tailor looked up, surprised. "Oh, yeah, sure. I'll just finish up here."

The three of them set off towards the northern tunnels, the sound of their bikes echoing through the empty passageways. As they neared the commotion, they could hear the sounds of a struggle and shouting.

They rounded a corner and found a group of survivors cornered by a swarm of zombies. The survivors were frantically trying to fend them off with whatever weapons they had, but they were clearly outnumbered.

Without hesitation, the four of them charged into the fray, taking down the zombies one by one. Rachelle's gun rang out in the enclosed space, and Trace's axe sliced through the air.

Erzabet was a blur of motion, darting in and out of the swarm with supernatural speed. The survivors looked on in amazement as the four of them fought off the zombies.

Finally, the last of the zombies fell, and the group was able to catch their breath.

"Thank you," one of the survivors said, panting. "We were done for until you all showed up."

Rachelle shrugged. "It's what we do. We're heading out of the city soon, though. Do you want to come with us?"

The survivors looked at each other, clearly considering the offer. "We'll have to talk it over," one of them said. "But thank you again. We owe you our lives."

With that, the four of them mounted their bikes and headed back to their makeshift base.

Erzabet was always one to be direct, but this time she was a bit more cautious. As she walked with Trace, she couldn't help but feel jealous of Tailor. She had seen the way Trace had been looking at him, and she couldn't shake off the feeling that there was something there.

"Trace, I have to ask," she said finally, breaking the silence. "What do you think of Tailor?"

Trace looked at her quizzically. "What do you mean?"

"I mean, do you like him?" Erzabet pressed. "As more than a friend, I mean."

Trace's cheeks turned a little pink. "Um, I guess I do," he admitted, "Why do you ask?"

Erzabet couldn't bring herself to say the truth: that Tailor was also into Trace. "Just curious," she said instead, hiding her disappointment.

Trace didn't seem to notice anything off. "He's just really cool," he said with a shrug. "And he's really good at what he does."

As the four approached the raider base, they expected a fierce fight. But to their surprise, there were only a few raiders left, and they quickly surrendered. Tailor, and Rachelle had their weapons trained on the raiders, but the tension in the air dissipated as the raiders laid down their weapons.

"Why so few?" Tailor asked, his eyes scanning the area.

"Our numbers were decimated by the zombies," one of the raiders replied, his hands up in surrender. "We were just trying to survive."

"Who was giving the orders?" Trace asked, his voice low and menacing.

"An old satellite phone," another raider said, pointing to a dusty, weather-beaten device sitting on a nearby table. "We were just following orders."

Tailor walked over to the phone, his eyes lighting up with interest. "Let me see that," he said, picking it up.

Rachelle and Trace exchanged a look, knowing that Tailor's curiosity could get them into trouble. But Erzabet just shrugged, seeming unfazed by the situation.

Tailor began fiddling with the phone, flipping it over and examining it from all angles. "This is weird," he muttered to himself. "This thing's older than I am. No SIM, no service provider."

"What does that mean?" Rachelle asked, her brow furrowed.

"I don't know," Tailor admitted, looking up at the group. "But it's definitely not what I was expecting."

Trace walked over to Tailor and put a hand on his shoulder. "What are you thinking?"

"I'm not sure," Tailor said, looking up at Trace. "But we need to investigate this further."

Erzabet nodded in agreement. "Agreed. We can't let this go unchecked."

It is possible to keep track of a large number of processes and functions without doing so. Things don't always go as planned when there's no tracking. As a result, the use of Satellite Phone navigation systems is now greatly beneficial to a variety of industries. Let's look at how it's used in various fields.