Soviet Union 1991

Comrade Vladimir Putin is checking the latest Communist Youth League border town personnel files and numbering the records of all those who have had criminal records. The composition of this group of people who were deported to the Siberian wilderness was very complex. They included rebels who had participated in the Chechen War and members of the Black History Cult who believed in extremism. Comrade Putin's task is to find out a small part of the hidden uneasy factors and carry out surgical removal.

There is another piece of information in his hand, which is about the latest research results of the Soviet chemical weapons experimental department, a new type of nerve gas that was reborn from Soman. Of course, putting this kind of poisonous gas into actual combat requires sufficient experimental materials. The requirements for finding suitable candidates among death row prisoners are too demanding, and it is difficult to avoid legal supervision. Therefore, Comrade Putin must choose another fast and safe channel. And he also believes that it is the best choice for these worms with dark histories to quietly disappear from this world, and that the cruelty of these enemies that are harmful to the country is the responsibility of the Deputy Minister of the Interior.

Comrade Putin has selected a group of unlucky individuals as test subjects for the scientists who created the nova gas. He chose those death row inmates who were alone, without families, and without a future. As for those who hoped to use religion to stir up a wave of hatred in the Soviet Union, he never saw how capable they were.

Just when Pu Jing was sorting out all the information, there was a rough knocking sound on the door of the guest house, like a drunken man knocking on the wrong room after drinking two bottles of vodka. Before Putin said he was invited to come in, Colonel Melchevsky suddenly rushed in with an angry expression on his face. It was obvious that he came to ask Putin to accuse him.

"Why did you cancel the patrol team in the south? Do you know what fatal mistake you are making? Comrade Putin, the south of the city is the most unstable area. Do you know how dangerous this approach is?"

Pu~jing raised his head and did not answer the question. He just said something incomprehensible. "Has our communication equipment been restored? If it has not been restored, I suggest that Colonel Melchevsky first restore information communication with the outside world and then discuss this issue with me. Such a blizzard will definitely damage the communication equipment. If we are disturbed and let the soldiers go out to the most unstable areas in the south, I am afraid that if a riot breaks out, no one will come to support them.”

"Or do you want to see a riot?"

Melczewski’s words hit home. **** raised his head and said in a calm tone, "Comrade Mersevsky, do I need your approval for what I do? When did it become your turn to give advice on internal high-level matters?"

"But this is not Moscow, it is a border town of the Communist Youth League." Colonel Melchevsky's answer was righteous.

"You are just running a concentration camp." **** lit the cigarette. With a calm expression, he handed the information on hand to Comrade Melchevsky, "This is the purpose of my coming here. It is originally classified as confidential information. I can only have a showdown with you when the situation is appropriate."

Melchevsky took the document in his hand and was shocked when he saw the insignia of the Chemical Industry Department stamped on it. He raised his head and looked at the other party again, but his expression was still serious.

"Nervous lethal gas, are you preparing to..."

"Preparing to conduct experiments here, yes, it is the same top-secret plan as testing the survival probability of soldiers on the battlefield after a nuclear explosion."

"The Central Committee has already nodded and is willing to do this?" Colonel Melchevsky's eyes widened in disbelief. He really couldn't believe that the central government would implement such a Stalin-style order. It seems to have recreated the Gulag that year.

"The Central Committee? They only authorize it to be used in certain emergencies. As for the emergency situation, I think the riots in the border town of the Communist Youth League are enough?" Comrade Pu Jing asked him, "Do you think I deliberately condoned the big issue? Kindness? Let him stir up trouble and riot, just to provide an excuse to catch them all."

He stood by the window. The wind and snow were getting heavier and heavier. Except for the light of the searchlight, everything else was blurry and blank.

"You shouldn't know that thirty minutes ago, the entire military camp was on alert. We are evacuating women, children and the elderly and moving them to safe shelters. From now on. Anyone who attempts to cause riots will be punished. . I'm so sorry, my friend, I gave the order without permission. From now on, the entire army camp is under my control."

Melchevsky suddenly sat limply on the sofa. He looked at his old classmate with a wry smile, "It turns out that you have been planning such a conspiracy so hard. Tell me what you are going to do next."

At this time, there was a sudden explosion in the city center, dazzling firelight illuminated the dark city, and a noisy, anxious voice came from the walkie-talkie.

"We were attacked by unknown persons... They were in uniform. They also had Kalashnikov rifles in their hands..."

"The rioting crowd began to flow towards the military camp, and they all had weapons in their hands..."

"Warning, warning, the South Zone has fallen, they keep pushing forward. Oh my God, this is a replica of Vorkuta."

The urgent calls on the walkie-talkie continued, and the searchlight began to sway and patrol in the dark city. The fire illuminated the dark corners, burning buildings, and smoke-filled streets. Everything seemed to be going out of control. The goal of these rioters was very clear, which was to kill all the officers of the Ministry of Internal Affairs and then occupy the city. Anyway, if they stayed, they would either be forced to change or die in the cold prison. They would rather give their lives to the real pigs and enjoy the rights of 72 virgins, and send them to hell.

"Most of the women, children and the elderly have been evacuated, and only those people are still doing odd jobs on the street. Lead them to the Central Stadium, isolate them from the blizzard outside, and start using nerve gas."

After escorting the women to a safe area, they were detained to avoid disrupting Putin's plan. At the same time, the Ministry of Internal Affairs also began to act, and soldiers in white chemical protective suits opened the sealed Pandora's box.

Putin issued orders in an orderly manner. For those damned believers who challenged the central authority, there was only one ending waiting for them.

Poison gas cleared the scene. (To be continued.)