《Re_Soviet Union : USSR 1991》 Chapter 1 : Re- August 16, 1991 It was a cold morning in siberia or it''s always been like this. A Siberian polar bear reluctantly raised her head and looked towards the dimming sun. As if to look back at the glory of the past years. A shill gust of cold wind passes by as she retreated. Now she''s old and unable to wait for the death sentence that will sure to come. Just like her motherland , her bones will grind to dust by the tide of change. Her childrens have the illusions of heaven. She wanted to believe that too but deep down she knew that she has lot of blood in her paws. She''ll surely go to hell . Just as the crumbling red empire it''s up to fate whether she''ll be consumed by the devil or be under the shadow of some greater evil. In the end, she knew in this freezing cold land there is no heaven for the defeated. ------------------------------------------- Moscow_ August 16, 1991 _________________ At seven o''clock in the evening, the old bronze bell engraved with wrinkles on the Kremlin''s clock tower had just struck the seventh time. The street was already sparsely populated and could be described as desolate. The empire built on this long and twilight land is like this gradually thinning sunset, with the last ray of light dissipating, it exudes a silent but desolate sigh. At this time for Andrei , who was holding a goblet at the banquet, had an air of melancholy surrounded him. He looked at the dissolute red squire from the window and then he looked at the young and hopeful faces at the banquet, who were full of vision for reform and the future and hope. Andrei understood that his negative emotions at this time were not suitable for a happy banquet. But he can''t forget the those young hungry faces that''ll sure to happen just like his previous life. He stood up slowly, and the laughing crowd immediately stopped chatting. Due to bureaucratic rules, everyone was ready to stand up with him, but Andrei firmly stopped this behavior. He picked up the wine glass and said slowly, under the puzzled gazes of the audience, "Gentleman as you know , our motherland is undergoing various crisis and tests. As you can see, not everyone understands and supports us. But for the sake of her and for the people we must Unite. Her brilliance still shines on each of us, guiding us forward, forever." Clap.clap.clap...Clap.clap.clap.. When he finished speaking, there was applause from the audience, which was like a mechanical machine. Andrei knew that these were just perfunctory, even if they spoke from the heart. So he chose to close his eyes and did not speak. It''s been four months that he came here. But even now he couldn''t decide what he wanted. (Is this my destiny? ) Andrei questioned himself in his mind. He wasn''t the real Andrei Ivanov. He has no horse in the race . He wasn''t even a Russian. He has no problem about the collapse of the Soviet Union. If you encounter this narrative on Amazon, note that it''s taken without the author''s consent. Report it. He was just a dirt poor reporter of a poor third world country. (Why I''m doing this? As a red prince I can go to America and live a comfortable life.) (Was it to stop the fall of a sitty idea like communism ? Was it for idealistic fantasy? Was that I cared about the common people? Or is this for world peace or crap like that? ) Andrei didn''t know. But deep down he knew exactly what is the answer, "So, in the end I am just a another basterd who couldn''t control himself." Andrei had a cruel smile on the corner of his mouth. (Finally I became just like them.) As a reporter Andrei saw the true face of this world. He despised the ruling class but now he became a fellow member of the ruling class. It was quiet a ironic change. ... As someone spoke his thoughts were cut off . "Comrade Andrei, can you announce what you want to say now? It seems you also invited comrade Pavlov, Yanayev and Pugo. I called all the members of Alpha according to your instructions, although I don''t know what you are thinking about." Next to him was a middle-aged man with a Mediterranean hairstyle, wearing thick black-rimmed glasses, he looked like an amiable intellectual, but those who knew his identity immediately came to mind when they saw that face. The speaker was Vladimir Alexandrovich Kryuchkov, who held the infamous position of Chairman and Head of the First General Directorate of the KGB. It seems he was confused. Though he knew that Andrei was a red prince. He couldn''t understand how can a small deputy commander can invite so many heavyweights and rising stars at the same time in such a luxurious banquet. What more this is a crucial time but he didn''t know anything about it. Kryuchkov was alarmed. "Of course, Comrade Kryuchkov. In fact, I will assure you that it will be a wonderful speech." Andrei smiled mysteriously at Kryuchkov, and took a gulp from his glass. Kryuchkov didn''t smile. Andrei walked to the group with a glass of wine. He asked softly, "Do you believe in democracy? Do you believe that freedom can save the Soviets?" In an instant, everyone''s breath became like walking on thin ice. Although these people were also discussing democracy and freedom in private, and criticizing the centralization and dictatorship of the Soviet Union. But in front of country''s top leaders openly talk to them about democracy, which is not a good thing. The members of Alpha and the Vympel looked at each other in dismay. They dared not answer this question casually. Yes or not, they may ruin their future. To put it bluntly, they may even threaten their lives. ... Andrei didn''t expect this group of people to answer his questions. He said to himself, "Democracy, democracy, I''m sorry that democracy doesn''t grow overnight. And to the disappointment of everyone here, for nearly a hundred years, Americans have tried to make democracy take root in other countries by shock and awe but it has never been successful. Instead, they have built up a lot of third country dictators, Ngo Tingyan, Syngman Rhee, Saddam, Pahlavi. These countries It doesn''t even have the most basic conditions needed to establish democracy. What makes you think that we are different?" One of them answered feblely , "Those are just Asians or Africans. You can''t compare the blue blooded Europeans like us to them. " (These fucking racists!) He held his tongue. He continued, "Do you really think that current soviet people need fundamental rights and principles? Do you think a few bombs are thrown and a dictator will establish democracy? Wrong, the people don''t care about Constitution. They need life security, they need rules and regulations, they need someone to defend them against foreign invaders. They just want a full meal and a smile in the face of their family. A democracy can''t exist on empty stomach. Do you even thought about a little what would happen after soviet Union collapse? Can you even imagine the devastating effects? Everyone? " Andrei was too involved in his speech. He wanted these idiots know the pain of the common people. He wanted them to know how their fantasy will destroy so many people''s lives. It wasn''t Idealistic dreams of these people thinks but it was rants of a ordinary man that he witnessed in the streets of Moscow. He witnessed the the horror show that happened after the collapse of the Soviet Union. Parents selling their children, families separated and all around violence. He sivered at those memories. He looked at the poor creatures with pity. It was this group of people who were thought democracy and freedom will solve every problem. These are the ones who refused to carry out the mission of assassinating Yeltsin in the attack on the White House the day after tomorrow, which led to the subsequent failure of a series of dominoes to collapse. He didn''t know if they would regret not agreeing to the request of the top Soviet leaders in 1991 when they were also in the Kremlin against Yeltsin''s bombardment of the White House two years later. (Sigh.... What the hell I am thinking. Isn''t this to be expected? Who am I to judge morality? After this I am going to be one of them. ) Andrei calmed himself . The atmosphere of the banquet fell to freezing point, no one dared to say a word, and no one even dared to answer . That''s the scary thing about power, it can turn even an unarmed coward into a supreme king in an instant. His eyes swept across everyone''s faces, and then slowly asked, "If I give you a task tonight, and ask you to assassinate Yeltsin, will you go?" This was Andrei''s last request, and he hoped that someone would stand up, instead of all Alpha soldiers put down their military IDs, shaking their heads and refusing to execute orders, as was the case in history. "No, I won''t agree." Sure enough, the first voice of resistance sounded. Although it was weak, it slammed into Andrei''s heart like a heavy hammer, like the last straw was broken. His only hope. Then someone followed the words of the previous person and made requests to refuse one after another. "Never agree." The flame of hope in Andrei''s eyes quickly dimmed. In fact, he never had hope in the first place. He has given these people a chance, but they just didn''t cherish it. The Alpha member''s answer even brought him a sigh of relief. Andrei smiled and took a few steps back. He retreated to a safe enough distance to raise the glass that was empty of wine. He toasted them and said, "Very well, this is a tribute to your freedom, and... The sacrifice of freedom." Then Andrei let go of his hand, and in full view, the exquisite crystal wine glass fell to the ground at the speed of free fall, ""Chang"" It shattered and made a crisp sound. This is a secret code that only Andrei and Arora knew, and even Kliuchkov, the vice-chairman of the KGB, who is sitting on the stage, had a confused expression. The masked people who were ambush outside the house rushed up, and according to the script that had been laid out, they took out a submachine gun from the jacket and aimed it at the crowd at the banquet. RAT-A-TAT-A-TAT-A-TATA-TRAT-A-TAT The sound of screams and gunfire filled the seene. ?1? Chapter 2 : Persuasion. A not-so-splendid cup toss kicked off a bloody killing scene. The GRU soldiers who had been hiding outside the living room window shattered the glass and then aimed their silenced submachine guns at these unarmed colleagues. , pulled the trigger, and the flames splashed all over in an instant. RAT-A-TAT-A-TAT-A-TATA-TRAT-A-TAT Those soldiers who had not recovered from their gods were shot and fell to the ground. The red wine on the table was smashed by the bullet, and the wine was scattered on the ground. Even the silk flowers shredded by bullets on the dining table were mixed with the smell of human blood, and accompanied by the excitement of the Brandenburg Concerto, they danced in the air and lasted for a long time. The sound of shattered discs, the sound of gunfire, the pain of people falling to the ground, and the flickering candlelight formed a bloody symphony. And Andrei, who planned the murder, stood quietly at the scene, watching these poor people who chose to be enemies of the Soviets fall one by one like a musical. He had long known that Alpha and the Vympel were unreliable, and that there were too many soldiers turned against by Yeltsin. That''s why Andrei searched the GRU to find outcast soldiers loyal to motherland who could perform this task, promising their best interests, and quickly pulled up a team Only loyal to his team. For this huge conspiracy, he only planned it just under four months. The symphony struck the last note, and no one could stand up again. "Since you are unwilling to use it for me, then please go to see tsar Peter. Motherland will never forgive traitors, at lest I won''t ." Andrei said softly, becoming the last Alpha member to fall on Andrei. In front of him, he looked at him helplessly with a pleading look in his eyes. And Andrei just looked at him with indifferent eyes, and waited until his pupils were dissipated and he died before averting his eyes. "Andrei, what are you doing!" Kryuchkov, the vice-chairman of the KGB, shouted frantically. In just a few seconds, the elite of the KGB in his hands became icy cold. The corpse, and the culprit still had such a calm tasting smile. All the other senior politburo members also shouted, unable to comprehend what was happening "It''s nothing, it''s just their redemption," He said. Andrei asked the GRU soldiers to put down their guns aimed at Kryuchkov, and then ordered the soldiers to examine each body to confirm that everyone was killed. A female GRU soldier in mask came forward. She said, "Report. Everyone is dead. All targets are eliminated. Targets secured. " "Alright now you follow me Aurora ." Andrei looked towards the 4 politburo members, with the sweet smell of blood in the air, Andrei raised his glass and said, "My dear comrades, you only You need to manage your affairs well, and you don''t need to worry about the rest. The script will develop in the direction you have already written, the "New Alliance Treaty" will not be signed, the great motherland will not be dissolved, as long as all high-level leaders do their best Don''t make a mistake, otherwise it will be us who will be sent to the gallows." This book was originally published on Royal Road. Check it out there for the real experience. The politburo members look at each other they realized that what Andrei told them was only the tip of the iceberg of a huge plan. Their palms of the began to sweat. They look at the young man. They couldn''t digest the fact this low level rice bug is now treating all the high-level leaders as puppets in his hands. They look at themselves it was clear now they have no other choice but to follow Andrei''s script. ( Hmf! I knew it they''re just a bunch of cowards. ) Coup d''¨¦tat is a cruel art. Until the last moment, no one dares to say that he is the one who has the last laugh. Success is close to success, and at the last moment, are there few unlucky people who have changed from the serf to king ? What''s more, Andrei has only taken the first step. Getting rid of Alpha is equivalent to cutting off Yeltsin''s potential supporters. Even if he really wants to assassinate him at that time, Yeltsin will just be a the sick bear with its claws. ------------------------------------------- Andrei was originally a bastard who no one would remember his name at all. But just for being a son of a powerful politburo member, he was given a role of high authority. And it wasn''t just some small position. Despite having no military experience at the age of 24 he''s the deputy commander of the Moscow military district no less! He became the youngest deputy commander of the Soviet Union and a bright symbol of nepotism. He was chosen not only because of his incompetence but also his father won the position in a drunken gambling match. "Now red army is shadow of his former self really .. " Andrei murmured. He thanked his late father silently. If someone looks back at what Andrei has done in last four months, they will be amazed to find that he actually surrounded himself with the top leaders of the CPSU. The person who never visited his soldiers spend nearly all his time with them. That''s nearly unheard of someone like him or anyone with a similar rank. "Now it''s all Or nothing. " Andrei murmured to himself. --------------------------- Looking at Kryuchkov, who was sitting in a chair, Andrei stepped forward and picked up the sleeve of his suit, and said in a cold voice, "Listen to Comrade Kryuchkov, now is the most crucial point in the coup d''etat. Period, you cheer me up, don''t let up. A bloodless revolution is just as ridiculous as a utopia. Interests replace interests and will inevitably sacrifice some people. Do you understand? Killing is not the best method, but it is the most The quickest and most effective means. The Red Soviet needs you to maintain it. We have nowhere to retreat, nowhere to compromise. Behind us is Moscow, the Red Square, the Kremlin, and our last belief!" In the face of Andrei''s strength, Kryuchkov actually became submissive. He was really not prepared for the coup, while Yanayev had a clear goal and a firm position. Andrei also look towards the other members. The massage was clear. They seemed to have hesitated for a long time in their heart. Now is the time to choose a team. In the end, it wa Yanayev said to , "I choose to join you, Comrade Yanayev. But I think it is necessary for me to know your plan. Our ultimate goal is to prevent the signing of the "New Alliance Treaty". " In May 1991, Soviet President Mikhail Gorbachev reached an agreement with the heads of the fifteen republics. Agreed to form a "new Soviet Union", that is, a loose confederation of countries. The culprit of everything is Gorbachev''s democratization, openness, and pluralistic reforms, which led to the rapid strengthening of the centrifugal tendencies of the republics. Although in the full-name referendum held on March 17, 76% of citizens and nine republics adhered to the federal system and the supreme leadership of the Soviets, they could not control the pig-like supreme leader to bypass the Politburo. It violates the constitution and signs a separation treaty with the allied countries. In a way, even putting a pig in the seat of the top Soviet leader would do a better job than Gorbachev. If there really is a list of world idiots, Gorbachev will definitely win the title and defend the title. "The "New Alliance Treaty" will definitely be stopped, don''t worry. Although our methods are slightly different, the ultimate goal is still the same." Andrei patted his chest and assured. When Chairman Kryuchkov heard this sentence, his heart suddenly froze for a moment, and there was an ominous premonition in his heart. He moved his mouth, and it seemed that it took a lot of effort to squeeze out a sentence, "What is your method? Aren''t we acting together?" Andrei with a faint smile on his face said, "You think too much about Comrade Kryuchkov. In my plan, this coup d''etat won''t solve anything. Communism is dead. It would be good for us to acknowledge it." Those old coffins looked at him with murderous eyes. Obviously in this situation where guns pointed at them they were helpless. Andrei looked straight at their eyes, "Communism was a failure. It''s can''t hold the nation together. What Yeltsin is doing will break the Soviet Union. Now tell me who are you loyal to. To an ideology or the nation?!! " Andrei asked that loudly like a thunder. A few moments later after a physiological battle they said in unison "For the soviet! " "Mmm. Good " " I hope that you would be wronged temporarily and stay in this room obediently." "House arrest?" The corner of Valentin Pavlov''s mouth twitched a little when he heard the name just now, but the only expression he could show now was a helpless, wry smile. "No, it''s protection." Andrei said solemnly, "The plan to protect the politburo members from assassination from Yeltsin supporters was carried out smoothly without any interference. And soon, everything will end." " But for Comrade Yanayev, I have something special for you. " Chapter 3 : The bloody game of politics. ---------------------- Crimea Peninsula_ August 17,1991 ----------------------------------------------------- A special plane flew from Moscow to the Crimea. Not knowing about the earthquakes in Kremlin. The identities of the delegation would have raised eyeballs to anyone. It included almost all the the top leaders of the Soviet Union''s party, government and military. It included Secretary of the Central Committee Oleg Simonovich Schenin, Deputy Minister of Defense and Commander-in-Chief of the Army General Varennikov, Secretary of the Secretariat of the CPSU Central Committee and Assistant to Gorbachev, Borgin, and Director of the Ninth Bureau of the KGB, Yuri Sergeyevich Plekhanov. It was an impressive lineup, what brought these often bickering high-level leaders together was Gorbachev''s ''New Alliance Treaty''. But the mood wasn''t right. Many of them close their eyes, or cross their hands in prayer, because they knew that what they were going to do next would likely change the history of the Soviet Union. Whether they will become the heroes, or be the wicked villian, is to be determined. But at this time, in everyone''s heart was the same, that is, not to let the Soviet Union fall apart. And there is only one destination for them, and that is the resort at the southernmost tip of Crimea th edacha in Foros, Crimea. Gorbachev bypassed the Politburo Committee ny the new alliance treaty, which was originally a violation of the constitution. Otherwise, Gorbachev will not hide in this villa for more than ten days to avoid members of the Politburo. So now they are going to beg Gorbachev, is it useful? That was a big question in everyone''s heart . The Red Empire is like an old giant ship full of dangerous munitions drifting aimlessly in the vast sea. The captain at the helm has lost his way, while the anxious crew is eager to take over the captain''s position and lead the empire out of the way. Dilemma. ...... Seemingly aware of Baklanov''s unease, Varennikov patted him on the shoulder and reassured, "It''s okay, everything will be fine as long as we see President Gorbachev." "I hope so." Baklanov forced a smile. To be honest, he didn''t have much hope for Gorbachev. The plane passed through the lush mountains and vast plains, and finally reached the sky above a red villa. Through the glass windows, you could see from the sky that the Foros villa was surrounded by elite soldiers. Plekhanov, who was in charge of Gorbachev''s security work, knew very well that this was just a part of the guards. There were still many snipers ambushing at the commanding heights of the nearby mountains, and there were dozens of special patrol boats within five nautical miles. Patrol, and fifty kilometers away is the Black Sea Fleet, one of the four major Soviet fleets. The arming here can be said to be watertight. Now no one is in the mood to enjoy the beautiful scenery near the villa, and they are anxiously waiting for the plane to stop. The plane stopped at the end of the private runway of Foros Villa. After getting off the plane, led by ninth bureau of the KGB led by Plekhanov ,the group walked towards the Presidential Villa. ... At this time, Gorbachev was about to take a nap in the bedroom, when he heard the noise outside suddenly, he couldn''t help but put on his clothes and walked out to find out what happened. Gorbachev said angrily to the delegation, "Who let you in without my approval? Get out." "It''s my order, President Gorbachev. I put all the delegation in here, please forgive me." Plekhanov spoke in a humble tone. The angry Gorbachev said, This tale has been unlawfully lifted without the author''s consent. Report any appearances on Amazon. "Damn you. Do what you want. But report my opinion!" Borgin, secretary of the CPSU Central Committee, took out the emergency committee signing order from his pocket and put it in front of Gorbachev. He said solemnly, "Comrade Gorbachev, we must not let the New Alliance Treaty, This will destroy the foundation of the Soviets . I hope that from this moment the country will enter a state of emergency until the Soviets restore order." Gorbachev sneered and threw aside the signed order handed him, saying, "Signing order? Emergency committee? Who gave you the right? Without my approval, the emergency committee is illegal. Existence, you are a coup! A betrayal of the party! A betrayal of the highest order!" Baklanov handed over the pen: "This is not a request, even if you don''t agree, it''s useless." According to the original plan, Vice President Yanayev will announce that Gorbachev is due to health reasons tomorrow morning. Suspend the general secretary and perform his duties. " "Criticize my reforms, you don''t have the qualifications, since Stalin began to reform, we had problems. What do you know about communism, just open a sentence of "Das Kapital" and who can recite it? Out of context? I can!" Gorbachev pushed the him away, it seemed that this coup was more serious than ever, he never lost against Romanov or Shcherbitsky back then, but this time it was Really encountered a tough stubble. "You really think that the coup was successful and you will rise to the top. Then I tell you, you will only be the second Zhukov. If you are used up, you will be kicked aside. After you look at Yanayev and Boris..." "You''re running out of time, do whatever you want. You''ll be escorted back to Moscow in a short time." Valennikov didn''t bother to watch them gossip, so he simply interrupted the speech. "Shut up, what do you know? You are just a soldier, so you take it for granted, and the duty of a soldier is to obey orders, not to participate in a coup." Gorbachev yelled at him rudely. Though Gorbachev was at a disadvantage, but his struborn attitude demoralized the politburo committee. In this tongue battle, despite the odds serious maper Gorvy was winning over the old coffins of the politburo. At this crucial moment a guard who was in charge of protecting Gorbachev suddenly rushed up. Just before everyone could react,he pointed his gun at Gorbachev. "Be careful." Borkin, the assistant to the Gorbachev, exclaimed. Bang! Bang! Two buletshots rang out as the room descended into chaos. ------------------------------------------------------ Gorbachev collapsed to the ground, and he pressed his hand over his right shoulder and screamed. Ahhhhh...... Assassinating the president in front of all the top Soviet leaders, the attacker wasn''t a normal person. The surrounding guards were not vegetarians either. Although they were one step slower than the attacker, they quickly controlled him. "Hurry up and call the doctor, hurry up!" Valennikov said angrily. In a rage, Chenin punched the attacker''s still immature face and said angrily, "Who ordered you?" "Yeltsin! For the sake of Ukraine, Gorbachev must die!" The attacker said that with justice and awe. He did not hesitate to call out the name of the mastermind, which made everyone present flabbergasted. However, what everyone did not notice was that the director of the KGB Technical Bureau, Vacheslav Genolanov, who finally entered the door to witness this scene, used a small camera to covertly record the assassin''s actions and words. Like all conspiracies at the beginning, if anyone had been willing to pay attention, they would have found that Yanayev had commented on Genolanov in public for last two months, calling him a loyal, brave, and big-picture man. The two are said to have had a secret meeting in private, and as for what they said, only the parties and God know. The assassin have been taken down and guarded. When the doctor arrived in the living room. Although he received emergency treatment as soon as possible, and planned to send it directly to the nearest hospital by special plane, Gorbachev''s private The doctor still revealed to the senior leaders present that Gorbachev is hanging by a thred and quick recovery is impossible. Everyone here should make plans. Everyone looked at each other in dismay, such a sudden change was not within their scope of consideration. Baklanov even asked a stupid question to the people present, "What should we do now?" "What can be done, the plan will be implemented normally." Genolanov began to lead the group''s voice, and while everyone was at a loss. "We originally wanted to To make President Gorbachev unable to hold the presidency due to health problems, all rights will be handed over to Vice President Yanayev. At this time, President Gorbachev was assassinated, isn''t it just in line with this? " Genolanov basically said what everyone dared not say, "Gorbachev is out of action, and our biggest resistance to the implementation of the emergency committee has disappeared. To put it bluntly even if Gorbachev isn''t dead, and it will be a month before he is rescued. We can use this month to completely dismantle his faction." Everyone is silent, which is equivalent to tacitly acquiescing to Genolanov''s point of view, and at this moment all everyone has to do is to rush back to Moscow to declare a state of emergency, instead of staying here and worrying about Gorbachev''s life in danger. These people wished that Gorbachev would never wake up again? Bolkin looked out the window. At this time, the Crimea Peninsula had been quiet for forty-seven years, and the sky above was shrouded in suspicion of political conspiracy, and whether Gorbachev''s downfall would ignite the Soviet Union like a powder keg in the Balkans. Internal wars, and conflicts between the allied nations? The members of the Emergency Committee immediately borded the plane to the Kremlin. ----------------------------------------------------- "Yes. I got it. Make sure they completely understood it. ((Chang))" Andrei put down the phone after hearing the good news. "This batch of lists needs to be expedited." He sat in the office and handed the list one by one to Lukashenko and Aurora. "Commander of the Airborne Army Yevgeny Shaposhnikov, his confidants are the Gorbachev''s cronies are all here. One by one, don''t let it go. Those who are stubborn and persuaded can take some extraordinary measures." In addition, some other people were mixed into the list. Most of them are Westernized, well-known, independent elements. As for the inclusion of some of my Andrei''s opponents, it is not harmful. Which coup did not have a wrongful conviction? He has been planning this major cleaning operation .The details are basically perfect. Lukashenko said excitedly: "I will not let the commander down ! I will defend Moscow with arms!" ( If this is really successful, I will also be regarded as a major contributor in the future.) He thought . " That''s the sprit! " Andrei patted him on the shoulder, looked at the other young carders "If there is any difficulty, remember don''t hesitate." "Yes, sir!" A dozen of youthfull voice answard collectively. Then Andrei looked towards the old coffins , the politburo members. "Let''s go comrades! Let''s welcome our compatriots ! " Chapter 4 : The Long Night As Andrei and politburo members prepared to meet their ''comrades'' coming back from Crimea Peninsula, various incidents were talking place in Moscow. ............................. It was late afternoon, but a man was sleeping soundly. It was Alexander Nikolaevich Yakovlev, "the God''s Comie". One of the principal architects of the collapse of Soviet Union. Obviously a great friend of Gorbachev. Yakovlev, who was awakened by a knock on the door. He was drowsy, rubbed his eyes and walked behind the door, asking, "Who is it?" "Comrade, you have a lot of water at home recently, let''s check what''s going on." Yakovlev was a little confused, he hadn''t used much water recently, and he opened the door while muttering: "It''s such a big night. Look for me, who is the head of your department?" Outside the door were several young men in military uniforms. Yakovlev was more than half awake in an instant, and he was no longer sleepy. He directly reached out to close the door, but was stopped. "Who are you? Do you know who I am? Hurry up and get out. When general secretary Gorbachev comes back, Your officers will be in trouble." The latter''s icy words instantly chilled him like cold water. "Don''t say it, Alexander Nikolaevich Yakovlev, you have been arrested for treason, come with us." "I... I''m an adviser to the general secretary and I won''t leave without an arrest warrant signed by the....." Yakovlev shivered, trying to delay as much as he could: "Gorbachev doesn''t speak, you can''t Take me away." Several people looked at each other and smiled, as if they had already predicted: "Right? We have the arrest warrant signed by President Boris and the arrest warrant signed by Vice President Yanayev and the KGB. Are these enough?" "You said that I was treasonous, where is the evidence? Do you think this is the horrific Stalin period? The Soviet Union is now a democratic country, and I want to appeal." "You were bought by the CIA when you were at Columbia University. Later, when you were in Canada, you stepped up your treasonous steps and had an affair with the famous American actor Monroe..." "What a joke, Monroe had been dead for many years !" Yakovlev didn''t know why he thought of Beria''s fall. "I have made merits for the country, I have reformed for the president, I am not a traitor, I am loyal to the party and the country." "Then why did you quit the CPSU a few days ago?" Yakovlev regretted at this time, and he fell like this after only two or three days of retreat. How could his luck be so bad. No one cared how he resisted, and a few people dragged Yakovlev, who was like a muddy mess, to the car. "Tell your story to the KGB , I believe you will get a fair trial." The narrative has been illicitly obtained; should you discover it on Amazon, report the violation. This kind of thing was staged in Moscow, Leningrad and many other places tonight, accompanied by screams and grievances, and it rang out under the night lights. Dawn is approaching, the sun is rising as usual, shining with a faint light, and early risers in the suburbs see outside the windows of a heavily armed tank unit heading for Moscow. -------------------------------------------------- On the quiet night of August 17, Yeltsin, who had just returned from abroad, was enjoying a moment of tranquility after falling into the night on the sofa of his dacha. He came back because a day before his historical time is because of Major Evdokimov. He is now just over sixty years old , no doubt second only to Gorbachev. The most promising reformer. Both in the West and at home, has their eyes on him. Even Yeltsin himself admitted that, from the leader of the people to the president of Russia, he is gradually destroying the Red Empire . Just as the August 15th "Izvestia" published the detailed terms of the new alliance treaty, which was completely within his expectations. So far the dilapidated edifice of the CPSU is falling apart step by step according to his plan. A victorious smile appeared on Yeltsin''s mouth at the thought that this evil empire would end either at his own or at the hands of Gorbachev. "Beasts of evil empire, thank me Yeltsin! for bringing you the hope of democracy and freedom." Yeltsin raised his glass proudly and said to himself. A little bored, he stood up and was about to turn on the TV to watch the news that night, when the urgent ringing of the phone on the desk interrupted his pressing the button on the remote control. On the other end of the phone was Colonel-General Konstantin Kobets. He is also a loyal follower of Yeltsin. At this time, General Kobets anxiously informed Yeltsin, "President Yeltsin, I''m sorry to call you so late, but there is one thing I must report to you." "Is there anything I can''t report tomorrow? It''s already eleven o''clock." Yeltsin''s voice clearly revealed impatience. "No, this matter is really important." The other end of the phone clenched the microphone and said in the most serious tone, "According to reliable information, a group of high-level leaders led by Yanayev are preparing to commit a mutiny. Please ask President Yeltsin to do so. Get to the White House as soon as possible and I will do my best to hold them back." "You''re kidding me, General, The first thing they have to do is to limit Gorbachev''s movements and declare martial law instead of running against me." Yeltsin said Disapprovingly, " The current domestic situation is very good for me, and taking a coup d''etat will have a completely the opposite effect." "President! Look at the Tv! " Yeltsin opened the tv. There 8 members of the politburo was sitting together. But only Gennady Yanayev spoke inin a neutral tone, "Good afternoon comrades. Though this is abrupt but currently general secretary Gorbachev is unwell and can''t perform his duties. Thus I hearby declare the formation of the State Committee for the State of Emergency (GKChP). Have a good night. Thank you for the attention. Beep... " "Is this it? " Yeltsin can''t help but to laugh. "Hahaha, these idiots. They''re gonna launch a coup? Oh.. Ho.. Ho. " While he was laughing a another phone rang, "Yes! Major Evdokimov! You are in the white House? Yes don''t worry ,I will arrive as soon as possible. Yes call the people Moscow to rise against the tyrants if the politburo!" "Also tell Andrei Kozyrev to inform what''s happening to the West. I need their support after this farce." He put down the phone and said to Kobets, "Can you mobilize the paratroopers in your hand now?" "Yes." Kobets''s answer was short and powerful, his tone had calmed down, and he was quietly waiting for Yeltsin''s next instructions. Hearing this guarantee, Yeltsin''s heart calmed down a little, and he issued the next order, "Transfer all the paratroopers you can mobilize to the White House for protection. I am now going to the White House to call on the people of Moscow to stand up against the tyranny of the Soviets. , defend Moscow, defend Russia! I can''t believe these high-level officials dare to point their guns at the people!" "Okay, I''ll make arrangements now, President Yeltsin take care."Kobets said goodbye to Yeltsin solemnly. "You too general, It''s really an honor for the Russian people to have you here.chang" Yeltsin smiled comfortably, "You go ahead, I''m going to the White House now, see you then." "Goodbye... President Yeltsin." -------------------------------------------------- General Kobets on the other end of the phone put down the receiver, he raised his head to look at Andrei, who was standing in front of him, and the GRU soldiers who were surrounded by him, and said in a trembling voice, "I have followed the instructions. You did what you said, and now you can spare my wife and son?" "Of course, I am very grateful for General''s cooperation." Yanayev bowed slightly to Lebed and replied in a neither humble nor arrogant tone. "Oh yes, you know why your leader, Lieutenant General Grachev, was dismissed. ,? " "No, I don''t want to know." Kobets shook his head in panic, the less he knew, the better for him. People who know too many secrets don''t always live long. But Andrei obviously won''t give him this chance. "Actually, I''m just waiting for this day. Now, as a pawn, your mission is completed." "Thank God." General Lebed held his chest and breathed a sigh of relief. Just as he was about to stand up, Andrei nodded towards the female soldier beside him. The soldier in the black mask raised the pistol with the silencer in his hand and aimed a bullet at Kobets''s broad forehead. There was no fire, but the bullet from the muzzle penetrated Kobets''s head at a very low decibel. General just fell silently on the wooden board of his house, the blood oozing from the bullet hole turned the yellow wooden board into an ugly dark red pool. Andrei squatted down and closed Lebed''s eyelids, and said slowly, "Your mission is completed, and the value of use will naturally be gone, so thank God you should tell the old man personally." He instructed his men to turn on all the gas stoves in Kobets''s house, and after closing the doors and windows, everyone quickly exited the house. When the gas concentration in the house reaches a certain amount, an explosion reaction occurs quickly when it encounters the lights that are on in the house. Only a loud noise was heard, and Andrei, who had just walked outside the house, turned his head and saw a huge orange fireball rising into the sky, and the flames sprayed from the window slowly burned the wooden building into ashes. "Let''s go, there''s nothing to miss, there will be many victims of reincarnation politics." Andrei lit a cigarette and said to the Aurora beside him. These people are now hus coup supporters. It can be said that as long as he succeeds, their originally bleak future will immediately become immeasurable. Andrei let out a smoke, " It''ll be a long long Night ..."