Soviet Union 1991

(Second update completed)

The armored troops of the 4th Motorized Infantry Regiment entered the square half an hour later than scheduled. They encountered roadblocks set up by the rioters on the street, which caused the skirmishers to stop and go until 3:30. At that time, the Motorized Infantry Regiment came into contact with the angry crowd on the right side of the Government Building, trying to clear the area and drive those gathering out of the square in front of the Government Building.

Lieutenant Colonel Barankonov, who was in charge of on-site operations, stood on the front T72 tank and spoke to the opportunity personnel through a loudspeaker, advising them to leave the square and warning that unauthorized gatherings must not continue, otherwise we will use The military force violently cleared the area. He has a firm look and a "don't tell me what you're saying" attitude.

But he was met with boos from the outnumbered mob. Some threw stones and bottles at Lieutenant Colonel Balankenov, shouting at the Soviet thugs to get out of Georgia. However, because the distance was quite far, some wine bottles only hit the shields and helmets of the soldiers at the front, causing no casualties.

Forced by helplessness, Lieutenant Colonel Barankenov had no choice but to invite the influential Georgian Supreme Bishop Ilya II from the Georgian Cathedral to speak to the crowd. The shield phalanx gave way to a passage, and the decrepit Ilya II walked out with the support of Balankenov and stood in front of the gathering crowd.

Ilya II asked them to stop the gathering and go home as the army said. He warned the ignorant and fearless people anxiously, "There is real danger here. It's only a few minutes away. Listen to me." , you go quickly."

"Bah!" The person standing at the front made an insulting gesture towards Ilya II, "Old man, get back here quickly, don't you think it's embarrassing to be here? What benefits did the Soviets give you? If you don’t do it, you will be willing to be a dog to the Russians.”

"Yes, lackey, you are a lackey of the Soviet authorities! You are not worthy of being the Patriarch of the Orthodox Church! Get out! We have to elect another patriarch who supports democracy." Someone began to angrily curse Ilya II, who spoke for the Soviet Union, as if Whoever speaks for the Soviet Union is a traitor to Georgia.

"Go back, we don't have a patriarch like you! Get out!" One of them grabbed a stone and threw it at Ilya II. Lieutenant Colonel Balankenov, who had quick eyes and quick hands, rushed in front of Ilya II. I blocked the stone for him, but luckily it didn't hit the Patriarch's head, but only hit Lieutenant Colonel Balankenov on the back. The sharp stone hit his body and there was still some pain. Lieutenant Colonel Balankenov bit his lip and frowned, cursing in his heart a bastard.

"I'm sorry, Lieutenant Colonel Balankenov, for causing you trouble. It seems these people are unwilling to follow my advice," Ilya II said with some guilt. He did want to stop these people from behaving irrationally, but their fanatical mentality that was incited could no longer be calmed down, and his calm tone was unable to talk to such a group of paranoid people.

"It's okay, Patriarch." Balankenov pretended to be okay and smiled.

Perhaps they really need to feel the fear of the violent machine before they, stained with the blood of their companions, are truly willing to sit down and listen to the army's advice to leave.

Ilya II shook his head, drew a cross on his chest, and said repentantly, "Merciful Lord, I have tried my best. Please forgive these lost lambs."

"It's God's business to forgive them. We are only responsible for sending them to meet God." After all, Lieutenant Colonel Balankenov looked at the smug fool in front of him with regret, and he picked up the communication phone and spoke to those present. All military combat teams issued final clearance orders.

“Violent clearing, expel these people from the square with sticks and bullets, defend the Soviets!”

After receiving the order to clear the area, those at the front began to move forward with a straight shield formation to drive away the troublemaking crowd. However, the cunning opposition elements formed a fighting team composed of athletes and strong men who mastered fighting skills. When the clearing began, they rushed to the forefront and clashed with the shield team first. These people began to resist fiercely and tenaciously using wooden sticks, metal objects, knives and javelins in their hands. The soldiers at the front were no match for them. Suddenly the team was restricted and could not advance even half a step.

However, the military personnel were not to be outdone. The soldiers hiding behind the shield phalanx had no riot guns in their hands. Their guns were pointed at the rioting crowd. The people holding weapons at the front were instantly overturned by anti-riot guns and were unable to move, while the rioting crowd rushing up from behind could no longer hold back their feet and trampled directly on them. In the past, the ghosts were trampled and howled.

"Students, follow me and beat these Russian beasts to death!" The student leader raised his head, shouted and rushed to the front, calling on others to follow him and beat the soldiers.

Some passionate students were so infuriated by the sight in front of them that they rushed forward to beat the soldiers, snatched batons and smashed shields. The student leader held up an iron bar and was about to call out to his hesitant accomplices behind him. He continued to rush forward, but was hit hard on the back of the head with a baton.

Second Lieutenant Valenin, who was holding a baton, spat at him and said disdainfully, "Asshole, you deserve to be beaten if you don't stay in school and join in the fun."

The beaten student leader half-crouched on the ground, covering his bleeding head. The noisy crowd around him seemed to be silent as if the sound was filtered by a sponge. He wanted to call for help from people around him, but found that the surrounding scene became blurred. Then he didn't know whether he was kicked hard in the stomach by his own people or the army. The student leader who was so glorious just now fell down silently, letting the people around him trample over him.

The clearing operation became stalemate, and the army and the demonstrators were currently in a state of equal strength. Lieutenant Colonel Barankenov had to order the troops to use the Prunus-3 and K-15 tear gas bombs and throw them in front of the citizens who refused to leave. The irritating smoke made others breathless, and they kept crying and couldn't open their eyes.

The citizens who took to the streets temporarily didn't know that the army had prepared such a gift. They didn't prepare gas masks and had to abandon their weapons and retreat. Without careful command, the opposition, which was originally full of wits, was instantly defeated.

The well-prepared troops had already put on gas masks. Although some people were injured, most of them still maintained their fighting power. Relying on the neat shield formation, they continued to advance. They squeezed the people with shields and drove them out of the square with sticks.

The rebels gradually became powerless and were forced to retreat step by step. Although some people were still throwing stones and bottles at the soldiers, they had no fighting power. Just when Lieutenant Colonel Barankenov was already confident of victory, an unexpected situation occurred.

A terrifying gunshot came from the opposition, stimulating everyone's nerves. The retreating opposition and the advancing soldiers paused because they saw the soldier walking in front fall to the ground when the gunshots rang out, and the whole person was lying in a pool of blood. The people around them quickly helped them press the wounds and called the doctors in the back to come up for emergency treatment.

Lieutenant Colonel Barankenov stopped smiling because he saw someone from the opposition holding an RPK light machine gun and rushing towards them. Around the machine gunner, there was a group of guys holding Kalashnikov and Tokarev pistols, running towards the army aggressively, calling on the people around them to charge with them, and shouting to kill all the Soviet troops.

The chaotic opposition began to gather again. With the support of guns and ammunition, the thugs rushed forward to the army more unscrupulously, and shouted loudly to fight the Soviet army to the end.

Lieutenant Colonel Barankenov's heart suddenly shrank when he saw this scene. The scene he least wanted to see still appeared. What these people did was no longer a street political drama, but a complete rebellion!

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