USSR 1991

The four black cars stepped on the accelerator, taking advantage of the cover of night, and drove towards the White House in Moscow like roaring steel monsters.The bodyguards sitting in the car were all armed with AKS74U, protecting Yeltsin like the stars and the moon, and were alert to the movement around the road.At this time, Yeltsin in the car was already in a turmoil. He notified his political allies in advance that the top leaders of the Communist Party of the Soviet Union would launch a coup. On the one hand, he actively mobilized the remaining military forces in his hands.But the vast majority of his outgoing calls came with busy signals, and that's when he realized that the emergency committee was moving faster than he was, and that some of his army supporters might have been restrained.

Yeltsin straightened his suit, and was ready to enter the White House and plan for a long-term stalemate with the top Soviet coup leaders.Once the coup turned into a long-term confrontation, Yeltsin had more chips in his hands.Not only can he incite the masses in Moscow who don't know the truth to make shields for him, but he can also incite the army to mutiny and split the confederated countries. Anyway, there are always many people who want to share a piece of meat from the dying red giant beast, and everyone pushes against the wall.

The agent sitting next to him said to Yeltsin, "President Yeltsin, something has happened. We can't communicate with the outside world now. It seems that someone has specially blocked the radio wave signal in this area."

Yeltsin frowned, he moved his body to try to maintain a comfortable posture, put his hands on the leather sofa, turned his head and said to the agent beside him, "Confirm again."

"Ok."

"boom".

As soon as Yeltsin finished his words, the car walking in the front suddenly shot out a ball of dazzling flames from the ground, lifted the steel monster weighing several tons to a height of more than three meters, and then clumsily rowed in mid-air. After passing through an arc, the overturned corpse crashed to the ground, and the sound of the fuel tank bursting was like the wailing of a giant beast before it died.

"Sobeautiful." Yanayev, who was hiding not far away to enjoy the fireworks feast, said with emotion.

The jeep at the back seemed to want to retreat. The agent who had expected to ambush suddenly stood up from the grass, carrying an RPG on his shoulder, and aimed a rocket at the back of the jeep.In the dark night, only a dazzling tail flame could be seen flashing a distance and hit the jeep fiercely. In an instant, the whole car turned into a burning fireball. Huge coffin.

The car in the middle wanted to pass through the grass on both sides of the road, and the ambush pulled the trigger. The PKM machine gun continuously harvested flames and directly reduced the car's tires to a pile of black rubber, but soon the machine gunner discovered something was wrong. , This car is actually able to withstand the bullets of the PKM machine gun.The machine gunner did not dare to slack off, and suppressed the agents in the car with the most powerful firepower, and then rushed from all directions, slowly narrowing the encirclement, so that the people in the car had nowhere to escape.

"The bulletproof work is good. It can be compared to the bulletproof Mercedes-Benz of Shevardnadze." Yanayev turned his head and asked Putin, "Is this situation within your consideration? Said I wanted Yeltsin's body intact."

"Of course." Putin said in a calm voice, "I believe the KGB has enough experience to deal with this situation."

After speaking, a loud noise sounded from the bushes on Yanayev's side, and the sound was as harsh as someone detonating a grenade inside.Then Yanayev saw the car window shatter instantly, and a pool of blood that was not obvious in the dark night was splashed on the broken car window.Then there was this chilling sound from the bushes, and the bulletproof glass, which was completely invulnerable to the 7.62mm bullet, was cut open by the bullets of this gun like jelly.

"We also carried large-caliber anti-material sniper weapons, in order to prevent unnecessary situations like this." Putin put down the binoculars, and the gunfire gradually became thinner, which meant that everything was over.

"Let's go, let's visit our old friend Yeltsin." Yanayev stood up and patted the dust on his body, and walked down the hillside.He couldn't wait to see Yeltsin's desperate and terrified expression before he died.

The machine gunner was still picking up the PKM and firing uninterruptedly at the palm-sized bullet holes, and did not stop until there was no movement in the car.In fact, in a confined space like this, a ricochet alone could kill everyone.

Yanayev, who was full of longing, was disappointed when he saw the scene inside the car. What was displayed in front of him was just a presidential seat full of corpses of secret agents. The cunning Yeltsin was not in the car, and the pungent smell of blood He also had to cover his nose.

"Yeltsin is not in this convoy, but took another road." Putin on the side clenched his fists. In fact, the GRU soldiers hadn't noticed an inconspicuous Volga passing by them before, heading towards Speeding away in the direction of Moscow.

Chapter 8 Kissing Death

The Volga drove into the White House under the cover of darkness, and the driver only let off the accelerator when it reached the parking lot, bringing the car to a slow stop.The agent posing as the driver turned to Yeltsin and said, "President Yeltsin, we are at the White House. Everything is safe."

Yeltsin, who was lying in the rear driver's seat, poked his head out of the seat and got up to breathe a sigh of relief. He curled up in a corner along the way, not even daring to breathe too hard.Fortunately, there were no accidents along the way, and he came to the stronghold of democratic liberals, the administrative building in the center of Moscow, the White House.

As for the life and death of the team of agents who protected him, it is not something the future leader of the Russian Federation has to think about now. The evil of the Soviets, the best of both worlds.Anyway, it will not create an image of a leader who is greedy for life and afraid of death.

Thinking of this, the corners of Yeltsin's mouth could not help but rise slightly, thinking that the resilience of the high-ranking members of the Communist Party of the Soviet Union is really worrying. When he broadcasts the news of the coup, the entire population of Moscow will support Yeltsin.However, if the State of Emergency Committee blatantly suppresses the people when the foundation of the army is not yet stable, it will only slide the Soviet Communist Party into an irreversible abyss.

Yeltsin quickened his pace, and his allies were waiting for Yeltsin to join in the conference room. Yeltsin had already made up his mind and planned to set up a shadow cabinet composed of more than 20 people.They would be sent to lead Russia at a backup relay station in the forest 70 kilometers from the city of Sverdlovsk.Prepare to organize another base in case the White House falls, and carry out a long-term struggle.

Yeltsin even prepared a draft in his heart, ready to draft a "Report to Russian Citizens", inciting Moscow, and even the entire Russian citizens to oppose the coup d'état against him.Because of Yanayev's mistakes in strategy and action, Yeltsin came up with this trick earlier than in history to deal with this political change.

Yeltsin stepped up the last marble steps, and the door of the conference room beckoned to him.He could even see the white light from the shining crystal chandelier inside through the gap in the wooden door.As long as he pushes open the thick wooden door with his hand, there will be a group of allies supporting him sitting at the conference table waiting for his order.

Yeltsin slowly opened the door, but the moment he saw the conference room scene, he clenched the cold handle tightly.

There was no warm applause, eager eyes, and a dead silence in the conference room. All Yeltsin saw were dilated pupils, temples pierced by bullets, solidified black blood, and silent and desperate corpses lying on the table.These dead people were Yeltsin supporters in the Russian government, and now the murderer seems to use these corpses to mock his incompetence.

"What's going on here?" Yeltsin took a few steps back, and the sense of security he had painstakingly built collapsed immediately.When he turned around, he saw a pair of cold eyes staring at him silently.At some point, those figures hiding in the shadow of the building slowly emerged. They held pistols and approached Yeltsin in all directions.

Yeltsin glanced at the fallen body behind the standing figure in front of him, and he was sure that even the last agent who could protect him was gone.As if knowing that someone was about to die, Yeltsin suddenly became calm. He began to applaud the instigator, and said flatly, "Congratulations to Yanayev and his accomplices, you have completely won."

"You are wrong, President Yeltsin. Without Yanayev and his accomplices, all this was planned by the Vice President himself, including us sneaking in in the name of security in December last year. Of course we have to wait This is the day."

The originally expressionless assassin smiled slightly and said, "How wonderful, the first and last president of the Russian Federation. It is my honor to kill you with my own hands."

"A nagging assassin is not a good agent. Tell me, how did your boss find me? If I'm not wrong, he should be waiting to ambush my convoy in the outer suburbs of Moscow." Yeltsin became very Confused, he even walked into the meeting room and found a chair to sit down.He even calmly drank water in front of the muzzles of several submachine guns.

The assassin sat on the table and said slowly, "It's nothing, my boss said that if I catch you, let me tell you that he arranged the phone call with General Lebed and was lurking in the building in advance It was also designed by him a long time ago. Our task is to bring everyone down first, and then disguise you and your friends as a collective suicide."

Yeltsin stopped drinking water for an instant. He raised his head and stared at the assassin, "You mean all of this is Yanayev's bureau, including the phone call from the very beginning is the first step of the plan. Even the He has been planning this coup since a year ago? Why? Could it be that he has calculated when I will enter the White House? I am afraid that it is not as simple as fighting for power to kill me so much. It seems that your vice president lied passed everyone's eyes."

The assassin held his pistol against Yeltsin's forehead, and said in a deep voice, "I'm afraid you will never have the chance to understand all this. Do you have any last words to say?"

"Yes." Yeltsin raised his head, his expression became ferocious because he was too excited, he said with a sneer, "Please tell Yanayev, I will wait for him in hell."

"Ok."

Then the agent's index finger pulled the trigger, and the bullet drilled out of the silencer passed through Yeltsin's cranial cavity with soft blood. The bullet embedded in the floor, smashing a small uneven hole.Yeltsin's head fell back, and the broken skull followed a puddle of brains splashing onto the portrait of Gorbachev hanging on the wall.Scarlet dark spots, dotted with stars.

Yeltsin died under the portrait of Getu, which is really a wonderful satire on the top Soviet Union.In any case, Yanayev stopped a Soviet pallbearer and a gravedigger at the last moment.

On the road more than ten kilometers away from the center of Moscow, hordes of T72 tanks are walking on the road in an orderly manner. These steel blades from the Manta Division are heading to the center of Moscow to prepare for martial law. Entering Moscow at four o'clock in the morning is to consider that the next emergency committee's announcement on TV may plunge Moscow into disorder and chaos.

Yanayev is sitting on the cold roof of the T100 tank numbered 72. The cool night wind blows his hair. The reason why he chooses to ride in the tank is not a show, but a full demonstration of Yanayev's tough attitude and determination.In history, Yeltsin stood on this tank and delivered that provocative speech, which eventually led to the vacillating Moscow garrison completely throwing itself into the embrace of the liberal camp.

At this time, Yanayev’s mood is not much easier than when he assassinated Yeltsin, because what he will face next is the people of Moscow. Disorderly freedom and hypocritical democracy are like viruses, deeply rooted in the blood of the Slavic nation Deep down, it eventually becomes a malignant tumor that destroys the foundation of the entire country.

Although Yanayev is more inclined to Trotskyism in some political views, there is a certain gap between ideals and reality. Without iron and blood, it is difficult to rule this vast red empire.

An imperial executioner?Yanayev smiled wryly and shook his head. It is destined that these people will not understand his painstaking efforts. Maybe he will be labeled as a tyrant, and those intellectuals who have lost their country will compare him to Hitler.Perhaps someone will shout and rectify his name decades later, but it is a pity that Yanayev will never hear it again.

The tank commander climbed out of the turret and said to Yanayev, "Your Excellency Vice President, we are almost there. The center of Moscow is ahead."

Yanayev nodded to him, then turned his head to look at the deserted street in the early morning, and said slowly, "Someone has to wake up the Soviet with blood and violence, so now, let me be the captain of this dilapidated ship." The helmsman is ready."

Chapter 9 Bitter Meat

August NO.19, when the citizens of Moscow got up in the morning and turned on the TV as usual, they were surprised to find that no matter which station they switched to, the ballet "Swan Lake" was playing without exception. The repeating melody made them think that the TV station Is something wrong.However, some Moscow citizens with a little bit of media experience speculated that there might be some new changes within the Soviet government.

In fact, if they had turned on the TV half an hour earlier, they would have seen the "Report to the Citizens of the Soviet Union" played by the Moscow TV host, and the Soviet Central Television and the radio station officially announced the order of the Soviet Vice President Yanayev: Erbachev was unable to perform the duties of the president due to health reasons. According to Article 127 of the Soviet Constitution, Vice President Yanayev acted as president.A little bit different from history, only Prime Minister Pavlov and First Vice Chairman of the National Defense Council Baklanov jointly signed the "Statement of the Soviet Leadership", announcing that from 1991:8 on August 19, 4, in the Soviet Union A six-month state of emergency was implemented in individual places, and the Soviet State Emergency Committee was established.Yanayev followed the Taman Division tank unit to the White House.

Pavlov also received news this morning that a convoy of Yeltsin's guards was ambushed outside Moscow last night. All the agents protecting Yeltsin were killed, while Yeltsin's whereabouts are unknown.Pavlov also roughly guessed the cause and effect from the report, but he still sweated secretly. Yanayev's methods were so clean and neat. For them, is this a good thing or a bad thing.

Pavlov couldn't help looking at the sky outside the Kremlin office window with a gloomy face, sighed helplessly, and said to the secretary beside him, "We have done our best in many things, and the way the Soviet will go next depends on God's will." It is the will."

The prime minister's secretary next to Pavlov looked embarrassed, not knowing how to answer the prime minister's words.

At this time, Yanayev not only wanted to assassinate Yeltsin, but also completely ruined him, completely breaking the image of the savior of democracy and freedom that Yeltsin had painstakingly created.When the tank advanced to the intersection near the White House, the crowd of onlookers gradually increased, and no one seemed to realize that the middle-aged man sitting abruptly on the tank was their vice president.Most of the onlookers were young people. They looked at Yanayev standing still on top of the tank with malicious eyes, and watched every move of the Taman Division vigilantly.

These people are probably Yeltsin's supporters.Yanayev thought secretly in his heart. He analyzed the current situation and found that these people did not take any further actions. Presumably they did not receive instructions from the top officials of the White House.Yanayev still doesn't know the specific situation in the White House. He hopes that when the tanks arrive at the square, they can hear the news of Yeltsin's suicide.

At eight o'clock in the morning on the 26th, [-] tanks surrounded the White House tightly.The artillery was aimed at this building, which symbolized the supreme power of the Slavic nation, and the nearby intersection was also blocked by the secret police of the Ministry of the Interior to prohibit vehicles from passing.

The originally indifferent Moscow citizens finally began to gather in the square curiously, only to find that these tank soldiers were hurriedly building a curtain like an open-air movie, and then moved out the projector and placed it in front of the curtain.At this time, the Yeltsin supporters who originally wanted to step forward to stop them also stopped their small movements. They were curiously watching what these soldiers were going to do.

Not only the White House, but also the Red Square and other important public places have set up curtains to play open-air movies in the same way, and the passing Moscow citizens also stopped because of curiosity.

On the square, Yanayev personally pressed the start button, the film began to rotate, and a piece of blurry but still clearly visible video material was projected on the screen.When Gorbachev's attention-grabbing face appeared on the screen, the silent crowd suddenly exploded.

The expression of Gorbachev in the film looks a little angry, but because of the light, many people can only see the outline of the picture and the sound transmitted from the stereo to everyone's ears.