Soviet Union 1991

Lukyanov's anger cannot change the situation of being embattled on all sides, only more and more war machines are gathering here. Conservatives were driven to their utmost despair. They were even prepared for a last-ditch effort.

After hanging up Yazov's call, Lukyanov realized that they had unblocked and immediately called Villa Foros, trying to contact Genelalov to tell him about the change in plans. They are prepared to use General Secretary Yanayev as a bargaining chip to blackmail the other party into retreating.

However, when the other party picked up the phone, Lukyanov unexpectedly discovered that the other party was not Genelalov, but his lingering nightmare, General Secretary Yanayev.

"Comrade Lukyanov, are you very surprised?" Yanayev sat beside the bed and called him slowly and methodically, "Comrade Genelalov was arrested on charges of betraying the Soviet Union. I believe that next One will be you, Comrade Lukyanov. I don’t know if Yazov in the White House has acted according to my plan. If everything goes according to my plan, you should be surrounded by enemies and waiting to be arrested. "

The head of the Organization Department felt as cold as water. Only then did he realize that he had been being played around with, and he had never been able to escape the fate of being played from the beginning.

He is a tragic supporting character. The person who has been sitting in the villa and observing the changes in the situation with a cold eye is the real protagonist of the coup.

"Yes, Comrade General Secretary, what you said is very correct." Lukyanov sighed and looked at the armored troops outside the window with a sad expression. "I received the gift you gave me, a whole Dzerzhin army." General Secretary Yanayev saw me off. I have never received such a major gift. Thank you, General Secretary Yanayev.”

When he said thank you, Lukyanov almost gritted his teeth and let out an angry roar. He no longer cares, screw your general secretary, screw your coup, he lost, he lost very completely, as Pavlov beside him said, begging for mercy is useless, Yanayev wants to touch the people , no one can ever stop it.

Yanayev's voice sounded righteous. He didn't care what Lukyanov would do. At this time, he no longer needed any strategies. Absolute power would bring about a crushing situation. He didn't need to consider strategies at all. thing.

"I gave you a chance seven years ago, I gave you the same chance half a year ago, and even a month ago I gave you a chance. Comrade Lukyanov, the answer you gave me will always fail. Now. If you want to take action, I have nothing to say. When launching a coup, you should consider the consequences of failure. You will lose miserably."

"Actually, you are afraid that I will not resist. A coup by the conservatives is most in line with your ideals. In this way, all your opponents can be wiped out in one fell swoop, and no one will be able to hinder your next plan. Comrade General Secretary, is it possible? Do you really think I don’t know what your plans are?”

"Yes, for the sake of this country, the bureaucracy that hinders the Soviet advancement must be eliminated. No one can escape with luck. Comrade Lukyanov, please remember this sentence, the people are justice!"

The people are justice. This sentence left Lukyanov speechless.

All he faced was bloody sanctions.

With a clang, the microphone fell to the ground, and he completely understood that he had no way out.

Yanayev heard the busy signal on the phone and hung up the call. He turned to Genelalov behind him and said, "You have completely lost."

Comrade Yazov is organizing the final mobilization, and the plot of bombarding the White House will be staged here. It's just that the protagonists were replaced by allies who once opposed Yeltsin. For their own interests, they came to the opposite side.

He stood up and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window. The rising sun rose from the calm surface of the Black Sea. The long night was finally passing, and a new day was ushering in Crimea. The White House is also about to usher in a new turn of events.

"There are no more democratic traitors who want to subvert this country, and there are no more people who want to continue to enjoy privileges. This country has finally moved on to a real path. The decadent class cannot stop the flow of reform. Both you and Lukyanov can only They are just tiny ants.”

Yanayev, who put his hands in his pockets, said the last words, "You are all out, Comrade Genelalov. Go to prison and reflect."

Yanayev turned and went out, leaving Genelalov alone in the room. There was no point in him continuing to stay on the Crimean coast. What Yanayev had to do was to rush back to Moscow as soon as possible to deal with those difficult messes.

A helicopter mobilized from the Coastal Border Guard Force is parked on the apron. Yanayev will take the helicopter directly to the airport and return to Moscow on the presidential plane.

There is another thing that he needs to handle properly. Pavlov is still trapped in the White House. Although Yanayev has repeatedly emphasized that the prime minister must be retained, no one dares to guarantee that after bombarding the White House, Pavlov Will not be injured in the turmoil.

Yanayev took the mobile satellite phone in the cabin and contacted Yazov, who was directing the operation at the scene. "Please tell me that you haven't launched a general offensive yet?"

"No, but we have come up with a feasible plan."

Yazov slapped the steel tracks and said word by word, "During the bombardment, we will try to avoid the floors occupied by the conservatives. The tank's artillery is to create a sense of crisis for them, not to eliminate these people. Don't worry, General Secretary Yanayev, we have come up with a safe plan for the attack. Lukyanov will definitely give in in the end, and they are still betting on using Pavlov as a shield."

As soon as he finished speaking, gunshots suddenly came from the direction of the White House. The armed guards and airborne troops had begun to fire in the direction of the square, strafing fire in an attempt to drive back the slowly approaching armored troops.

Fortunately, they were not equipped with rocket launchers, otherwise the situation would have been difficult.

Yanayev heard the gunfire and clenched his fists, which meant that the situation became more complicated, and Pavlov was the only factor he did not take into account.

He didn't want anything to happen to his old friend.

"General Secretary Yanayev, the final offensive has begun. I'm afraid I won't have time to report to you in detail later..."

Azov sounded anxious. He must do his job as a commander and smash all the glass in the superstructure.

"This matter must be resolved properly, please, Comrade Yazov. I am rushing to Moscow now. I hope I can hear your good news when the plane lands."