Soviet Union 1991

(First update)

Unlike the idealist Yakovlev who ended his life in a tragic and anonymous way, Korotich, who played both sides for the sake of interests, was praised by the Western media as soon as he came to America, just like Solzhenitsyn. ⊥They portrayed Korotich as a tragic hero who opposed the Soviet centralized rule, and received flowers and applause from the people in Miami. He was also invited to give a speech at an American university, telling how he "struggled" against centralized rule in the Soviet Union over the years, and mentioned his good friend Yakovlev in passing. Even Time magazine did an issue about Korotich. Korotich, with a melancholy look and a beard on the cover, became a tough guy like Hemingway.

On the surface, Korotich stood firmly against **, but in fact, through his hands, all the negative news in American society was continuously transmitted back to the news agency in Moscow.

Unlike the glorious Korotich, Yakovlev's funeral was desolate and sad. This true liberal became a tragic figure that no one wanted to see. His former allies turned into government lackeys and cut off contact with him. In front of the lonely tombstone, there was only a representative of the Soviet Propaganda Department holding a bunch of white flowers, and a pine tree bent by the snow.

Even if the dead Yakovlev knew about this, he would be surprised. No one expected that the person who stood in front of the tombstone to bid him farewell was the mouthpiece of the authoritarian enemy that Yakovlev wanted to defeat all his life, Soviet Propaganda Minister Surkov.

"Yakovlev, you are still a little naive. After the liberals were controlled by a group of speculators, the first thing they did was to squeeze out true idealists like you from the team, and then turn the entire team into a concentration camp for speculative politicians who fooled the people." Surkov placed the flowers in front of the tombstone and gently swept away the snow on the tombstone, which read Yakovlev's last epitaph.

I tried my best, and now I want to rest in this beloved land. Please tell my motherland that I love her.

"When nobility becomes the passport of the mean, and meanness becomes the epitaph of the noble, this era is worse and more absurd than you can imagine." Surkov put his hands in his pockets, looked at the flying snow and the countless steles, and said slowly, "It's a pity that this country doesn't need idealists like you. What it needs is pragmatists who can actually save the entire regime from danger and suppress those arrogant speculators."

Surkov's soliloquy seemed to be mocking Yakovlev's wasted efforts, and seemed to be sympathizing with the idealist's disillusionment. After a few minutes of silence, Surkov left the empty cemetery. He took a last look at Yakovlev's tombstone and sighed.

Like a silent farewell.

After leaving the cemetery, Surkov went back to the Kremlin to meet Yanaev. Because Surkov had a strong understanding ability, Yanaev now completely let go and handed over the Soviet Propaganda Department to Surkov. Only some major public opinion events would he personally take action to point out the situation.

The car drove into the Kremlin, and Surkov got out of the car without stopping, and went straight to the President's Office. From the moment he accepted the summons, he knew that another war without gunpowder was brewing.

The Soviet enemies never relaxed, of course, so did he.

"Comrade Surkov, you are here. The General Secretary is waiting for you in the office."

In the corridor, Surkov unexpectedly met Putin who was coming out of the President's Office. He was reporting to the General Secretary on the new period of the Ministry of Internal Affairs' work summary. Through the public opinion offensive and the traps carefully designed by the Ministry of Internal Affairs, some public intellectuals who were unwilling to cooperate were brought to the headquarters of the Ministry of Internal Affairs by means of fishing enforcement. Under the severe interrogation, these people who were usually righteous soon burst into tears and confessed their crimes, asking the party and the country to give them another chance.

And the contents of the confession were beyond Putin's expectations. He could only shake his head and say that the world is in decline and there are all kinds of people. These hypocritical guys are even more disgusting than the bureaucratic lifestyle.

None of the convicted public intellectuals was convicted for freedom of speech, because these people are the country's parasites and the public enemies of the people. The inside story dug out from them is far more exciting than the crime of suppressing freedom of speech.

Maggots and flies of the empire, the Soviets will trample you hard under their feet and you will never be able to turn over.

"Comrade Surkov, you are finally here, sit down." As soon as Surkov entered the door, Yanayev warmly greeted him to sit down and handed Surkov a document.

"What is this?" Surkov was ready to open the document in his hand before he even took off his coat. He knew that every time the general secretary handed over a document, it was the beginning of a war of public opinion.

"Take a look. This is a new round of public opinion offensive designed by me." Yanayev stretched his body. Fortunately, his body, which was at least a dozen years older than before, did not show any memory loss. He could still spend an evening to write down some of his previous memory fragments, and then slightly modify them to turn them into a new Soviet propaganda report.

"I am a Soviet invader?" Surkov frowned and asked, "Isn't such a title too imaginative?"

Of course, the reverie Surkov refers to is a euphemism for being too aggressive, for fear of causing panic or disgust in the Western world. But Yanayev has never considered this issue. After the collapse of the Soviet Union, didn’t the Western world continue to sanction and exploit Russia? Later, he also denounced the newly elected Russian president as a dictatorial czar. Is it any different from the excuse for desecrating a dictator?

For them, there will always be an excuse to attack Russia. Until the polar bear can no longer stand up, they will stand on the corpse and happily take a share of the pie.

Only a Soviet Russia that had disarmed itself and whose economy and people's living standards were hopelessly poor was qualified to join their camp. European countries that like to fight among themselves always forget one thing, that is, when they are at war with each other and are gradually declining, on other continental shelves, an empire is rising that is eager to change the world rules set by Europe and the United States.

"Don't worry, keep reading, Comrade Surkov." Yanayev took a sip of coffee, and after Surkov finished reading the copy, he couldn't help but clapped his legs and applauded.

"This, it's so, I don't know how to describe this piece of copywriting." Surkov was a little incoherent with excitement. "It's simply too perfect. It slaps the Western world hard! Of course they will pretend Turn a blind eye, but at least it can make our people see clearly who is the savior of Europe.”

"Well, I plan to edit it into a video that shows the power of the Soviet Union. It is best to select shocking scenes from the video of our Western August 1st military exercise, and then blend it into the text through editing." Yanayev Although he didn't appear as excited as Surkov, he still patted Surkov on the shoulder and encouraged him, "This glorious and arduous task will be left to you, Comrade Surkov."

In Russia, where computer technology is backward, Yanayev could only produce propaganda videos in this way. In this day and age, do you want to create animations of the same quality as Modern Warfare cutscene CG? Just a dream.

"I will definitely fulfill my mission." Surkov, as if he had discovered a new world, began to think about what kind of video opening would be able to show the grandeur and solemnity of the Soviet army and national strength in the propaganda.

After returning, Surkov began to hurriedly gather people and prepare to start the operation of the promotional video. Surkov's brain trust team were not stereotyped guys from the bureaucracy, but a group of truly talented and imaginative liberal patriots. Because Surkov firmly believes that the public opinion offensive can have the best effect only after it is separated from the dull bureaucracy and in a free space.

Three days later, the team members staring at the dark circles submitted four plans to him. Surkov selected the better one from these four plans and then revised them until the more enlightened Moscow executives were satisfied. until.

"Hello, European powers, I am the Soviet invader..."

Starting in such a domineering way, the Soviets will once again bring a huge shock to the Western world.