USSR 1991

Soviet Union 1991 Author: The Chen Family Crossing the River

brief introduction:

Iron and blood tyrants, barriers of Eastern Europe, saviors of the Soviets, masters of Constantinople, third Roman liberators, new czars of the north, nightmares of Chechnya, meat grinders of the free world, and leaders of the red regime, Genna General Secretary D. Ivanovich Yanayev.

Volume [-] Prelude to the Coup

Chapter 1 This is Redemption

At 1991 o'clock in the evening on August 8, 17, the bronze bell engraved with age and wrinkles on the bell tower of the Kremlin had just struck the seventh time, and the streets were already sparsely populated, which can be described as desolate.The empire built on this long and late land is like the gradually cooling sunset, with the last ray of light dissipating, sending out a heavy silent but desolate sigh.

The red polar bear entrenched in Siberia reluctantly raised its head to look back at the glory of the past years, and then was old and powerless waiting for the death sentence to die.

At this time, Yanayev, who was holding a goblet at the banquet, had the same melancholy as his motherland, especially looking at the young and hopeful faces at the banquet. They were full of longing for reform and the future and hope.Yanayev understood that his negative emotions at this time were not suitable for substituting a cheerful banquet, even if it was just a desolate prosperity at the end of the road.

He stood up slowly, and the joking crowd immediately stopped whispering. Due to bureaucratic rules, everyone was ready to stand up with him, but Yanayev resolutely stopped this behavior.He picked up the wine glass, and under the puzzled eyes of the audience, he said slowly, "Our motherland is undergoing various crises and tests. As you can see, not everyone understands and supports us. Construction, our lofty ideal. But we cannot deny her greatness, our warriors, and the sacred faith will never fade away, and her brilliance still shines on each of us, guiding us forward, forever."

When he finished his speech, there was mechanical and unchanging applause from the audience.Yanayev knew that these subordinates were just perfunctory themselves, even if they spoke from the bottom of their hearts.So he chose to close his eyes and didn't speak.

He was originally a poor guy whose name no one would remember, but because of an accident, he was given a high-ranking but doomed tragic role, the Vice President of the Soviet Union Gennady Ivanovich Yanaye husband.As the initiator of the August 2010 incident, he died in [-] after a failed coup d'état.

Fortunately, Comrade Yanayev, who traveled through time, moved a year ahead of time on the timeline, which gave him more preparation time than nothing.

"Comrade Yanayev, can you announce what you want to say now? I summoned all the members of Alpha according to your instructions, although I don't know what you are planning." Sitting in Yanayev Beside him was a middle-aged man with a Mediterranean hairstyle, wearing a pair of 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 What came out looked like a demon.Because he was Vladimir Aleksandrovich Kryuchkov, who held the notorious post of Chairman and Chief of the First General Directorate of the KGB.

"Of course, Comrade Kryuchkov. In fact, I will assure you that this is a wonderful speech." Yanayev smiled mysteriously at Kryuchkov, and took a drink from his glass.

However, Director Kryuchkov did not have Yanayev's calm expression, because what he had to do tomorrow was a terrifying conspiracy, and if they failed, they would be punished as treason.At this time, Comrade Yanayev is still in a leisurely mood to call [-] members of the Alpha Special Forces to hold a banquet at the secret KGB stronghold on Lenin Street. What is he thinking?

Yanayev stood up together, and everyone in the audience was watching the vice president's strange behavior, but Yanayev walked off the stage like no one else, walked to these people, and walked to the group with a glass of wine. In front of the former KGB member, he asked softly, "Do you believe in democracy? Do you believe that freedom can save the Soviets?"

In an instant, everyone felt like they were walking on thin ice, even though the people were discussing democracy and freedom in private, criticizing the centralization and dictatorship of the Soviet Union.But it is not a good thing that the top leaders of the country openly talk to them about democracy.The members of Alpha and Signal Flag all looked at each other in blank dismay. They didn't dare to answer this question casually. Whether they were right or not, they might ruin their own future. To put it bluntly, they might even threaten their lives.

Yanayev did not expect these people to answer his own questions. He said to himself, "Democracy, democracy, I'm sorry that democracy is not what we need. And to the disappointment of everyone here, for nearly a hundred years The Americans tried to let the democratic system take root in other countries, but they never succeeded. Instead, they established a lot of third-country dictators, Diem, Syngman Rhee, Saddam Hussein, and Pahlavi. These countries There are not even the most basic conditions for the establishment of democracy. Also, the so-called tolerance for those with different political opinions, respect for people of different beliefs, and humility for journalists who sing against the president, etc. These things are fundamental unimportant."

Yanayev's speech stirred up thousands of waves, and even the vice chairman Kryuchkov next to him changed his face in an instant, not to mention the members of the special forces who had not seen much high-level means.

He continued, "Do you really think that democracy can be established by throwing a few bombs and electing a dictator based on original believers and religious principles? Wrong, the people actually don't need freedom, and they don't need democracy. They need security of life, rules and regulations, someone to protect them from foreign invaders, and also need to beware of internal groups. They need someone to lead them, give them security and imprisonment, so that wars and famines will never happen again, as long as this is enough A little bit of benefit, everyone will be willing to obey your orders, and the right to change everything, understand? Everyone."

Yanayev's words were too explicit, and could even be said to be heartbreaking.It is not ideology or belief that feeds you, but the sword and shield in my hand.

Yanayev was too involved in his speech, and had to put down the wine glass in his hand when making certain body movements.After the speech, he picked up the cup on the table again, and looked at these poor people with a kind of pity.It was this group of people brainwashed by democracy and freedom who refused to carry out the task of assassinating Yeltsin during the attack on the White House the day after tomorrow, which led to the failure of a series of domino collapses.I don't know if they will regret not agreeing to the plea of ​​the Soviet high-level in 1991 when they also opposed Yeltsin's bombardment of the White House in the Kremlin two years later.

The atmosphere of the banquet fell to freezing point, no one dared to say a word, no one even dared to answer Yanayev.This is the terrible thing about power. It can even turn an unarmed coward into a supreme king in an instant.Yanayev sighed, his gaze swept over everyone's faces, and then slowly asked, "If I give you a mission tonight to assassinate Yeltsin, would you go?"

This was Yanayev's last request, and he hoped that someone would stand up, not like in history, where all Alpha soldiers put down their military IDs and shook their heads refusing to carry out orders.

"No, I won't agree." Sure enough, there was still the first voice of resistance. Although it was weak, it hit Yanayev's heart like a heavy hammer, like the last straw broke His last hope.Yanayev didn't even see the face of the first person who refused clearly, and then someone followed the previous person's words and made requests for rejection one after another.Never agree.

their slogan?It is nothing more than for democracy, for freedom, for hope, I choose to refuse.

The flame of hope in Yanayev's eyes quickly dimmed. In fact, he never had hope at the beginning.He had already given these people opportunities, but they didn't cherish them.The Alpha member's answer even made him breathe a sigh of relief.Yanayev took a few steps back with a smile, stepped back to a safe enough distance before raising the glass with no more wine, toasted them and said, "Very well, this is to pay tribute to your freedom, and... A sacrifice of liberty."

Then Yanayev let go of his hand. Under the eyes of everyone, the exquisite crystal wine glass fell to the ground at a free-fall speed, and it fell apart with a crisp sound.This is a code that only Yanayev and the conspirators know. Even the KGB vice chairman Kryuchkov sitting on the stage has a ignorant expression.

The masked people who were ambushing outside the house swarmed up, and according to the script that had already been laid out, they unanimously took out a submachine gun from their jackets and pointed it at the crowd at the banquet.

Chapter 2 only two people die

A not-so-exciting cup toss kicked off a bloody massacre in an instant. The GRU soldiers hiding outside the window of the living room smashed the glass, and then pointed their suppressed submachine guns at these unarmed colleagues. , pulled the trigger, and the flames splattered instantly, and the soldiers who hadn't recovered from being shot fell to the ground. The red wine on the table was shattered by the bullet, and the wine was scattered all over the floor.Even the silk flowers torn by bullets on the dining table, mixed with the smell of human blood, danced in mid-air with the enthusiasm of the Brandenburg Concerto, and did not fall for a long time.

The sound of broken discs, the gunfire of fire, the pain of people falling to the ground, and the erratic candlelight formed a bloody symphony.

And Yanayev, who planned the murder with one hand, just stood quietly at the scene, watching these poor people who chose to be enemies of the Soviets fall one by one like enjoying a musical.He had known for a long time that Alpha and the signal flag were unreliable, and there were too many soldiers who were instigated by Yeltsin.That's why Yanayev searched the GRU a year ago for down-and-out soldiers who were loyal to communism but were excluded, promised them the best interests, and quickly pulled up a team Only loyal to his ranks.For this huge conspiracy, Yanayev planned for a full year.

The symphony draws its last note, and no one can stand up again.

"Since you are not willing to be used by me, then please go to see Marx. The motherland will never forgive traitors, and neither will Stalin." Yanayev said softly, becoming the last Alpha member to fall on Yanayev In front of him, she looked at him helplessly with pleading eyes.And Yanayev just looked at him with indifferent eyes, and he didn't look away until his pupils were dilated and died.

"Yanaev, what are you doing!" The KGB deputy chairman Kryuchkov, who reacted from the shock, yelled frantically. In just a few seconds, the KGB elite in his hand turned into a cold corpse, but the culprit is still smiling so calmly.

He suddenly felt that the three-person secret meeting held here yesterday should not have dragged Yanayev into this coup. Compared with the coup, this kind vice president seemed to have a bigger conspiracy of his own.

"Why are you doing this!" The vice chairman of the KGB was so angry that his voice trembled, but he didn't dare to make a mistake at this time, because ten submachine guns were aimed at his head.

"It's nothing, it's just redemption." Yanayev said, he asked the GRU soldiers to put down the guns aimed at Kryuchkov, and then ordered the soldiers to examine each corpse to confirm that everyone was killed After that, he waved his hand to let the group of uninvited guests leave the room.

Now only Kryuchkov and Yanayev are left in the living room. With the sweet smell of blood in the air, Yanayev raised his glass to Kryuchkov, "My dear comrade chairman, you only You need to run your business well, and you don’t have to worry about the rest. The script will develop according to the direction you have already written, the "New Alliance Treaty" will not be signed, and the great motherland will not be disbanded, as long as all the high-level people do their best Don't make a mistake, otherwise we will be the ones sent to the gallows."

Only now did Kryuchkov realize that what Yanayev told him was just the tip of the iceberg of a huge plan, and the KGB deputy chairman's palms began to sweat. It was just yesterday when everyone was at a loss, and only he came with a plot script prepared. Come on, has Yanayev already decided to treat all high-level officials as puppets in his hands?And Kryuchkov now has no other choice but to follow Yanayev's script.

A coup d'état is a cruel art. Until the last moment, no one dares to say that he is the one who has the last laugh.False success, are there not many unlucky people who have changed from the king of spades to the three of diamonds at the last moment?What's more, Yanayev just took the first step. Removing Alpha is equivalent to cutting off Yeltsin's potential supporters. Even if he really wants to assassinate him at that time, Yeltsin is just a sick bear whose claws have been removed.

If someone looks back at what Yanayev did this year, he will be amazed to find that he has enlisted the high-level members of the Communist Party of the Soviet Union, overtly or covertly, and slowly emptied Gorbachev's right.

The moonlight outside the window became soft and sad, and the seeds of conspiracy slowly fermented over the Red Square in Moscow, turning into a cloud of treacherous suspicions that enveloped everyone's hearts.

Looking at Kryuchkov who was sitting in a chair, Yanayev stepped forward and picked up the sleeve of his suit, and said coldly, "Listen up, Comrade Kryuchkov, now is the most critical moment for the coup d'état. During the period, cheer me up and don't let up. A bloodless revolution is as ridiculous as utopia. If interests replace interests, some people will be sacrificed. Do you understand? Killing people is not the best method, but it is the most The fastest way to achieve immediate results. The Red Soviet needs you to maintain, we have nowhere to retreat, nowhere to compromise. Behind us is Moscow, the Red Square, the Kremlin, and our last belief!"

Faced with Yanayev's strength, Kryuchkov actually became submissive. He was really not prepared for a coup, but Yanayev had a clear goal and a firm stand.

Kryuchkov seemed to have hesitated for a long time in his heart. Now is the time to choose to stand in line, and the end of the grass is destined to be dismal.In the end, he was cruel, gritted his teeth and said to Yanayev, "I choose to join you, Comrade Yanayev. But I think I need 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 5 union republics, agreeing to form a "new Soviet Union", that is, a loosely confederated state. The reform of globalization and pluralism led to the rapid strengthening of the centrifugal tendency of the union republics.Although in the full-name referendum held on March 3, 17% of the six citizens and nine republics insisted on the federal system and the supreme Soviet leadership, they could not control the unconstitutional behavior of the pig-like supreme leader bypassing the Politburo , Signed a separation treaty with the franchise country.

In a way, even putting a pig in the seat of the supreme leader of the Soviet Union is a better job than Gorbachev.If there really was a ranking of idiots in the world, Gorbachev would definitely win the crown and defend his 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." Yanayev patted his chest and promised.

Chairman Kryuchkov suddenly thumped when he heard this sentence, and he felt an ominous premonition in his heart. He moved his mouth and seemed to spend a lot of effort to say, "What is your method? ? Aren't we acting together?"

With a faint smile on his face, Yanayev plunged his spear into the enemy's heart with a halo of self-proclaimed justice.He said slowly, "You think too much, Comrade Kryuchkov, in my plan for this coup, only two key figures need to be killed, one of whom is the traitor Yeltsin."

Before Yanayev spoke, Kryuchkov had already thought that one of them was Yeltsin, and the other was not that he didn't want to think about it, but that he didn't dare to think about it, but Yanayev still replaced Kryuchko Husband read out the name.

"The other one is cowardly and stupid, General Secretary Gorbachev." Yanayev paused, and added, "Oh, by the way, I hope that before the delegation reaches the Crimea Peninsula Before, I hoped that you could be wronged for a while and stay in this room obediently."

"House arrest?" Chairman Kryuchkov's mouth twitched just now when he heard the name, but now he can only show a helpless wry smile.

"No, it's protection." Yanayev said seriously, "The plan to protect me was implemented smoothly without anyone interfering. And soon, everything will end."

Chapter 3 The Crisis at Foros Villa

A special plane from Moscow to the Crimea Peninsula was six hours earlier than the scheduled time in history, and the identities of the delegation on this special plane included almost all the identities of the top leaders of the Soviet Party, government and army. Secretary of the Central Committee Oleg Simonovich Shenin, 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 the President, Bolkin, and Director of the Ninth Bureau of the KGB, Yuri Sergeyevich Plekhanov.What brought these top brass together was Gorbachev's damn New Union Treaty.

On the special plane, no one was interested in whispering, or closed their eyes, or prayed with their hands folded, because they knew that what they were going to do next was likely to change the history of the Soviet Union.Whether they will be the makers of history, or be nailed to the pillar of shame, remains to be seen.But at this time, everyone's obsession is the same, that is, not to let the Soviet Union fall apart.

And there is only one destination for them, and that is the presidential resort at the southernmost tip of the Crimea Peninsula, Foros Villa.