Soviet Union 1991

(Second update)

No one knows what kind of conspiracy Zvyad, Kostava and Chanturia discussed in that villa. When they finally came out, Kostava and Chanturia's faces had never been as pale as they are now. △ Especially Kostava's eyes were as panicked as if he saw a devil. Zvyad's calculations were indeed much deeper than the previous two, but they were limited to scheming. In terms of politics, Zvyad was ousted by the people not long after the collapse of the Soviet Union. It can be seen that his weight is just like that.

At this time, the city of Tbilisi was full of smoke. After a brief victory during the day, the Soviet army, which was unfamiliar with the city environment, ushered in a nightmare in the dark night and fell behind the guerrilla militants. The result of the 19th-century ancient buildings everywhere in Tbilisi is that the militants can use the alleys that the armored forces cannot enter to carry out sneak attacks and attacks at ease, and they can also transfer at ease after the incident.

Obviously, General Rogionov and other high-level officials did not consider the troubles that night brought to the army. It was obviously impossible to occupy every block and every intersection with just one infantry fighting vehicle and a few soldiers. The number of militants was unclear, and they could easily defeat the small number of Soviet troops after they dispersed with heavy weapons and firepower.

Lieutenant Colonel Barankenov was more anxious than General Rogionov and others, because he was the front-line commander directly facing the insurgents, and every second of delay in the field hospital would increase the number of wounded. He had to let the troops shrink the front line, occupy the important transportation hubs in major urban areas, and wait until the next day when more armored troops entered the urban areas to deal with the armed personnel.

It was only in the second half of the night that Lieutenant Colonel Barankenov found that the number of sneak attacks by the armed personnel was sparser than before. Although they also killed and captured some gangsters, it was far more than enough to make them stop. Although I don’t know what happened, I can use this opportunity to breathe a sigh of relief.

Soldiers held guns and imposed martial law near the camp. In order to maintain order, Lieutenant Colonel Barankenov even sent out half of his guards, and the command camp was half empty.

Lieutenant Colonel Barankenov was concentrating on the detailed map of Tbilisi city on the table. He was so serious that he didn't notice that the cigarette in his mouth was about to burn out. He didn't react until his fingers were burned and he threw away the cigarette butt.

Facing the complicated streets of Tbilisi, he frowned and said to himself, "Insufficient numbers are the most fatal flaw. If the rebellion that was originally a quick battle is delayed until tomorrow, no one knows what will happen. "

At the entrance of the temporary camp, half of the remaining guards were cautiously watching for suspicious people in the dark corners. Although it is not as bad as Afghanistan, where people shoot first and say hello later, the situation is continuing to deteriorate.

The guard at the front noticed that several people appeared in the front, holding flashlights in their hands and shining them around. Since the power plant was destroyed by the militants, the whole of Tbilisi has fallen into darkness.

The soldier aimed the crosshairs of the Kalashnikov rifle at the invading crowd and reported the news to others using the intercom. After hearing the report from the guard, the whole camp was in a state of emergency and quickly gathered everyone to the outermost sentry post for alert. It was thought that the armed personnel were preparing to attack the command post.

Lieutenant Colonel Barankenov noticed the movement outside the barracks. He walked out and caught a soldier to ask what was going on. The soldier replied that a group of unidentified people appeared outside the camp, and everyone was on guard at the sentry post.

Lieutenant Colonel Barankenov was full of doubts. Logically speaking, armed personnel would not appear in front of the Soviet army so swaggeringly. Could this be a trap? Thinking of this, he quickly returned to the tent, took out his pistol and followed the guard out. Cursed, "Oh no!"

There were at least ten soldiers with rifles outside the sentry post, aiming at the invading crowd. The one in front held a loudspeaker and shouted in Georgian that the crowd should not come close, otherwise they would shoot.

But the parade remained unmoved and continued to approach the barracks. The rules of engagement were that the other side could only fight back after firing first. The soldier wanted to raise his gun and fire a warning shot into the air, but was stopped by Lieutenant Colonel Barankenov.

"Wait a minute, don't shoot yet, let's see what they are going to do." Lieutenant Colonel Barankenov's premonition became stronger and stronger. He always felt that those who exposed their positions in the dark were not the gangsters that the Soviet army wanted to deal with.

The fact was just as Lieutenant Colonel Barankenov expected. The people coming to the barracks were not some vicious militants, but a group of women holding crying children, old men with crutches, and some sturdy young men. Some people even ran out in pajamas, as sad as refugees migrating from far away places.

Lieutenant Colonel Barankenov noticed that some people were holding weapons such as iron rods in their hands. He warned the guards around him not to move around, and not to even put their hands on the trigger. He jumped out of the sentry post where the sacks were stacked and walked towards those people.

Who knew that before Lieutenant Colonel Barankenov spoke, the person walking in front asked first, "Are you the head of the army?"

"I am Lieutenant Colonel Barankenov, may I ask who you are?" Lieutenant Colonel Barankenov answered him perfunctorily, while pretending to be indifferent and putting his hand on the holster on his waist, and the other hand behind him, suggesting that the army should watch his gestures at any time.

"I am the resident representative of the Lustaveli neighborhood in Tbilisi. My name is Yevgeny." The resident representative named Yevgeny looked like he hadn't slept well for several days, holding a black With circles under his eyes and messy hair, he scratched his head and said, "On behalf of the residents of Lustaveli neighborhood, I implore you to calm down this turmoil quickly. We don't want to continue to live in such fear."

"Yes." A woman holding a child whispered in a low voice. "These people are not protesting peacefully. They are simply a group of robbers, a group of shameless hooligans. They broke into our house with guns, stole jewelry, and even beat us. Damaged my account!”

"We support the army to defeat these thugs!" Someone took the lead and shouted loudly.

"Yes!" Others also agreed, but were stopped by Yevgeny's look. It is undeniable that this resident representative is still a very important figure in their eyes.

Hearing these people's requests, Lieutenant Colonel Balankenov looked a little embarrassed. He patted his head and said, "I can understand your mood, but at present, the number of Soviet troops is far from enough to maintain public security and stability. These gangsters resort to guerrilla warfare and are very difficult to guard against.”

"We, the residents of Tbilisi, can assist you. As long as we can drive out these people who interfere with our normal life, we will thank you."

Yevgeny said with some guilt, "We have finally seen clearly that those so-called democrats are a group of shameless and despicable villains. They use our emotions to incite everyone to oppose the Soviet army, but you see what these people did again Those who burn down other people’s houses and rob residents’ property are robbers and devils.”

"So I implore you to stand up and seek justice for us, and the citizens of Tbilisi will do their best to cooperate with your work. As long as we can catch all the gangsters, I beg you."

Lieutenant Colonel Balankenov suddenly realized that this was a good opportunity, and he was ready to agree and let the residents help. But Lieutenant Colonel Balankenov had a condition. He only needed young men to help maintain order. It was best for the elderly, women and children to stay at home and not come out. He also promised to send soldiers to protect women and children home, and promised that this time The incident will pass quickly and their lives will not be greatly disturbed.

While Lieutenant Colonel Barankonov was talking to Yevgeny, another team appeared in front of them, also old people and children. They were residents of the Lunacharsky neighborhood. These anxious residents all hoped that Soviet troops could be maintained for them Order, when they witnessed their friends being beaten, robbed and even burned alive by armed gangsters, the unarmed citizens of Tbilisi turned their pleading eyes to the previously disgusted Soviet troops, hoping that they could help these poor people. people.

Regarding the beating of Soviet soldiers during the rally incident during the day, Lunacharsky's representative wanted to bow and apologize to Lieutenant Colonel Balankonov, but he stopped him.

Lieutenant Colonel Barankenov surrounded the already crowded crowd and said impassionedly, "The Soviet army is the people's army. We do not need to apologize to the people we protect. It is our sacred duty to protect your lives and property." . We only need to point our guns at those who disrupt the order, and they will definitely be punished by the Soviets with the harshest punishment!"