Main text Chapter 7 Fireworks Feast

On the outskirts of Moscow, summer nights are always a quiet and peaceful scene. Fireflies deep in the grass on the roadside cling to the branches and leaves, emitting dots of light green light, echoing the twinkling stars in the sky. Suddenly, the ground began to shake slightly, fireflies in the grass flapped their wings, and the originally dim vast wilderness was swaying with fireflies.

The roar of wheels rolling over the road came from afar, and three black jeeps sped towards the direction of Moscow. Yanayev, who was sitting in the car, was not in the mood to appreciate this wonderful sight. A few kilometers further ahead is the location where Yeltsin was ambushed. Yeltsin's suburban villa leads to an important section of Moscow. This section of the road is the only stretch of wilderness where there will be no witnesses.

In preparation for this ambush, Yanayev even told Interior Minister Pugo in advance that when Yeltsin was attacked tonight, there would never be a police patrol car nearby. Of course, the top brass of the KGB Technical Bureau also deployed a radio jamming system in this area. For the sake of safety, Yanayev did not clarify with them who the target was to be arrested.

Now Yeltsin is a prey slowly walking towards the trap.

"President Yanayev, we have arrived at our destination." The GRU soldier in the passenger seat called back to him. Yanayev, who was still deep in thought, came back to his senses and nodded to the soldier. Then he felt a wave of heat, the door of the jeep was opened, and Yanayev stepped out of the car under the protection of GRU soldiers.

There was a hint of heat in the air, and apart from the symphony of frogs and insects, the only thing left in the darkness was the calm breathing of the perpetrators of the conspiracy. There were several agents already ambushing this section of the road, and Yanayev saw them immersed in tinkering with things on the side of the road.

A guy who was obviously in charge immediately walked up to him when he saw Yanayev and greeted Yanayev respectfully.

"Comrade Vladimir, thank you for your hard work." Yanayev patted his shoulder and smiled. This young man who serves as the chairman of the International Liaison Committee in Leningrad was accidentally promoted by Yanayev a year ago and was transferred from Leningrad to serve as his office secretary. Everyone thought that he would become a leader in Soviet politics. When he was a rising star in the film, Yanayev unexpectedly chose to let him stay silent for a period of time and plan some shady black operations for himself. After all, Putin, the future president of Russia, was a KGB agent when he was young.

Putin was a little surprised that Yanayev called him by his first name in a friendly way. He picked up a C-4 plastic explosive filled with wires and said to Yanayev, "We set up this simple device on the roadside. of explosive devices used to destroy Yeltsin's convoy, it can be concluded from previous observations that Yeltsin The protection convoy usually consists of four black cars. The C-4 explosives ambushed here can destroy the first car in the convoy, forcing the convoy to stop. Then the agents ambushing in the grass behind use RPG to destroy the last car. In this case, the convoy in the middle will be unable to move. "

"This section of the road has a wide view, so I arranged machine gunners on both sides of the road. No matter which direction they get off the bus, they will be suppressed by powerful firepower." Putin picked up a heavy PKM general-purpose machine gun, which fires 7.62mm Machine guns with caliber bullets will definitely become a nightmare for Yeltsin's bodyguards. "Considering the bulletproof performance of the presidential seat, we have also prepared a GP25 grenade launcher. If Yeltsin is unwilling to surrender, we can turn him into coke."

"It means that if Yeltsin uses an infantry tank, we can blow him up?" Yanayev was very satisfied with the rigor of Putin's assassination plan. Of course, Yanayev also owed a huge favor to GRU commander Yegor. If he had not privately mobilized arms to Yanayev, this assassination might not have been possible.

"Theoretically yes." Putin said seriously.

"But we only need one bullet now to ignite the entire Soviet Union." Yanayev said slowly.

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 all held AKS74U, protecting Yeltsin like a star over the moon, and were alert to the movements around the road. At this time, Yeltsin, who was in the car, was already in a state of despair. He notified his political allies in advance that the top leaders of the Soviet Communist Party would launch a coup, and on the one hand, he actively mobilized the remaining military forces at hand. But most of the calls he made were busy, and he realized that the emergency committee was moving faster than he was and that some of his military supporters might have been taken over.

Yeltsin adjusted his suit and made plans to enter the White House and have a long-term stalemate with the Soviet coup leaders. Once the coup turns into a long-term confrontation, Yeltsin will have more chips for victory. Not only can he incite the uninformed masses in Moscow to act as a shield for him, but he can also incite the army to mutiny and the alliance countries to split. Anyway, there are always many people who want to get a piece of meat from the dying red beast, and everyone will push down the wall.

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

Yeltsin frowned. He moved his body and tried to maintain a comfortable posture. He put his hands on the leather sofa and turned to the agent beside him and said, "Check again."

"OK."

"boom".

As soon as Yeltsin finished speaking, a dazzling fire suddenly burst out from the ground of the car in front, lifting the steel monster weighing several tons to a height of more than three meters, and then clumsily drew an arc in the air, and the overturned body slammed on the ground, and the sound of the fuel tank exploding was like the wail of a giant beast before its death.

"Sobeautiful." Yanayev, who was hiding not far away and enjoying this fireworks feast, said with emotion.

The jeep at the back seemed to want to retreat, and the agent who had been ambushed suddenly stood up from the bushes, 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 hitting the jeep hard. In an instant, the whole car turned into a burning fireball, and the raging flames turned all the people who had not yet evacuated into a huge coffin.

The car in the middle wanted to run through the bushes on both sides of the road. The ambushed person pulled the trigger, and the PKM machine gun continuously harvested the flames and directly turned the tires of the car into a pile of black rubber, but soon the machine gunner found something wrong. The car could actually 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 in from all directions, slowly narrowing the encirclement, leaving the people in the car with nowhere to escape.

"The bulletproof work is well done. It can be compared with Shevardnadze's bulletproof Mercedes." Yanaev turned his head and asked Putin, "Is this situation within your consideration? I said in advance that I want Yeltsin's intact body."

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

After that, a loud bang sounded from the bushes on the side of Yanaev, and the sound was as harsh as someone detonating a grenade inside. Then Yanayev saw the car window glass shattered instantly, and a pool of blood that was not very obvious in the dark night splashed on the broken car window. Then this chilling sound came from the bushes again, and the bulletproof glass that the 7.62mm bullet could not do anything to was cut by the bullet of this gun like jelly.

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

"Let's go, let's go 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 holding the PKM and firing continuously at the palm-sized bullet hole until there was no movement in the car. In fact, in a closed space like this, ricochets alone can kill everyone.

Yanayev, who was full of expectations, was greatly disappointed when he saw the scene in the car. What appeared in front of him was just a presidential seat full of dead agents. The cunning Yeltsin was not in the car, and the pungent smell of blood forced him to cover his nose.

"Yeltsin was not in this convoy, but took another road." Putin clenched his fists. In fact, the GRU soldiers did not notice that an inconspicuous Volga passed by them and sped towards Moscow.

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