President Su Xiong’s son, Million Red Alert opens S3

006. A bloody coup, the Red Alert surrounded the Supreme Soviet Parliament! (Please give me flowers and collect them)

Konev gave the order, and the crowd burst into a thunderous echo:

“Yes, sir!”

Huahuahua.

The generals took their positions and began to act according to the arrangements made by Konev.

In just two minutes, only Konev, Gorba and the soldiers of the Red Alert Corps were left in the huge corridor.

“The West, huh.”

Konev, who had traveled through time, knew too well what was inside the Western propaganda shell.

War, epidemic, drugs, human trafficking…

The more you promote something, the more the truth goes against it.

Konev looked down at Gorba, who was lying flat on his back, looking at the supreme president who had once forced the huge Soviet-Bear Alliance to collapse in a few years.

“Take him to the bedroom. Without my order, he is not allowed to come out, and no one is allowed to contact him.”

“Seal all the windows and sewers in his room.”

After completing the arrangements for Gorba, Konev led the team to the hall where the meeting would be held tomorrow.

Approaching the magnificent hall and looking at the historic decorations around, Konev’s eyes seemed to see through the long river of history.

He knew very well that what he was doing now was to imitate the former emperor and take the power of the Soviet-Bear Alliance directly into his hands.

It’s just that Western propaganda is too strong now, and this seizure of power needs to be cleaned up more thoroughly.

Coming to the end of the long table, Konev calmly pulled out the stool and sat on the high-backed chair representing the highest seat.

In this huge conference hall, he sat alone on the throne, looking very lonely.

But Konev knew very well that after today, his every move would be watched by the 286 million Soviet-Bear Alliance.

He will be the only leader of the entire Soviet-Bear Alliance!

Shouldering the lives of the five million soldiers of the entire Soviet-Bear Alliance, the rise and fall of the entire Soviet-Bear Alliance people!

But in 1981, peaceful coexistence does not exist.

The Soviet-Bear Alliance is on the verge of collapse, with no way out.

Only when the brave win in a narrow road can we live up to the trust of 286 million people.

“Guards.”

Whew.

Fifty Red Alert soldiers ran in and lined up, standing straight.

Konev nodded slightly with satisfaction, and then ordered: “Check the guns and install silencers, and each person must bring at least three spare magazines.”

“Everyone, change into the clothes of the Gorba Guards.”

Konev completed the final arrangements and began to close his eyes and ponder the next action.

…

Office of Vice President Su Xiong.

Vice President Yanayeli issued Gorba’s emergency meeting order to the people on Konev’s secret list.

In the office, Marshal Yazov, the Minister of Defense of Su Xiong, kept walking back and forth, feeling very uneasy.

Yanay put down the phone, stood up and looked out the window, “How much hope do you think there is?”

Yazov’s lips moved slightly, but after thinking carefully, he replied: “70%.”

“The people on the list are all old foxes, and these people have many self-protection methods.”

“It will take a lot of effort to take them down.”

Yanay nodded slowly, his eyes became stern: “A while ago, Konev shot directly.”

“He dared to do this to his father”Those people are already completely excited about the Western way, someone must be ruthless.

” “And now that things have come to this, there is no room for any of us to turn back.

” Yazov took a deep breath, looked at the huge crowd of people in the bowl of noodles and clenched his fists: “Just like Konev said, even if our Soviet-Bear Alliance falls, we will perish together with the Eagle Sauce on the battlefield.

We must not be directly divided by those powerful people hiding behind the scenes like now.

” “What a bullshit freedom and democracy, tearing open the skin is all about personal interests!

”

……

Early the next morning, all the disintegration factions of the Soviet-Bear Alliance rushed to the Kremlin.

When they learned that Gorba was going to hold the last meeting before signing the “New Alliance Integration Treaty”, they guessed that this was the last pie-sharing meeting to show their determination.

If they were late, there would be no one to protect them, and they might end up empty-handed.

Even if they had doubts about the time of the meeting, they did not dare to joke with their own interests.

And at eight o’clock in the morning, Gorba also gave a latest speech on the radio.

According to the content of the speech, the disintegration faction already had a huge advantage, and the disintegration of the Soviet-Bear Alliance was only a matter of time.

When a group of disintegration factions arrived at the Kremlin, there was a lot of noise outside the Kremlin, and the tall people around were pulling banners and releasing balloons, a joyful scene.

The entire Kremlin was covered with red carpets, which looked particularly festive.

The senior officials of the disintegration faction who came to the meeting happily hugged and greeted at the door, and praised with a smile.

“Gorba, this old guy, is really well done. ”

“Yes, there are red carpets inside and outside, and the standard is comparable to the day he was elected.”

After the disintegrationists walked into the Kremlin with smiles, the guards outside immediately closed the door and carefully blocked the gap under the door with dark red cloth.

It seemed that they were ready for blood to flow inside.

In the conference hall, the disintegrationists were already whispering to each other, and their eyes were full of cliques and cake-sharing meetings.

But in the end, it was Konev and a group of Soviet-Bear allianceists who walked into the conference room.

The biggest disintegrationist leader Gorba was nowhere to be seen.

Propaganda Minister Yakov felt something was wrong and asked Konev directly: “Konev, what’s wrong with you? Why haven’t you invited President Gorba? If he doesn’t come, what qualifications do you have to enter the door?”

Foreign Minister Sheval said in a sarcastic tone: “This is the last time you allianceists will come to the Kremlin. I will allow you to take a closer look. ”

Konev didn’t wait for them to continue their sarcasm, looked at them coldly, and said bluntly: “This is a place for the people to discuss national policies. Who can come is not decided by you.”

“However, who can walk out of the Kremlin’s gate next,…”

After Konev said this, he curled his lips lightly and looked at the disintegrationists without any warmth.

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