Soviet Union 1991

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The sensational Lagergren incident finally ended with Annan's wife publishing an apology in the newspaper. No one expected that the head of the UN Refugee Agency, who thought he would take a tougher stance, would relent so easily, almost in a low voice, and beg Moscow for forgiveness. And Yanayev did generously forgive them. Anyway, the previous purpose has been achieved.

Just like Europe under the red influence, the truth only exists within the range and caliber. Stalin simply thought that he only needed a torrent of steel to create red flags all over the world, but Yanayev spent eight years of forbearance in exchange for Here comes a Soviet giant bear who has emerged from his cave again.

"When the Soviets return to Europe, all rebels should die."

During the Baltic negotiations that year, he once said this to the "rebellious ministers" who colluded with the West. Even though they had armed forces in their hands, they wanted to extinguish Russia and the last flames of Moscow's red regime on Red Square. , that day, Yanayev held a ceremony exactly the same as the last military parade on Red Square before the outbreak of the Patriotic War in 1941. It symbolizes that the socialist workers' movement has entered the most difficult moment - the sword of fascism and the artillery fire of capitalists will strangle them in the cradle of their newborns.

In 1991, the same challenge from the Western world tried to bring the shaky Soviet regime to collapse. He watched as one republic after another betrayed the great and unbreakable Red Alliance. Observers were slandered in Eastern Europe, beaten down by so-called democrats, and stomped on the ground in an attempt to prevent them from ever getting over. The motherland has once again reached its most critical moment.

A man stood up. They only knew that he was just an ordinary vice president. Even when the people remembered the name of the idiot Gorbachev and the bad policies he brought, they did not remember that he had any previous experience. great feat.

According to the original historical trend, the final result was that they effortlessly disintegrated a great country, and the last man in the empire only made a few splashes in vain and was wiped out in the long river of history. But this time everyone apparently guessed wrong.

Yanayev saved the crumbling country, arrested all the traitors who tried to package the country away at a cheap price, and even changed the provisions of the constitution to prohibit the member states from seceding, regardless of the risk of triggering a civil war.

Martial law, suppression, and even war, everyone thought that if Yanayev continued to do this, the only outcome would be betrayal and separation. After all, even the Taman division betrayed them at that time, but the final outcome was unexpectedly exaggerated.

He won the bet.

In exchange, the country's unity, which was riddled with holes, was preserved and did not collapse amid turmoil and civil war.

It took him nearly eight years to get this country back on its feet, so that everyone could live with dignity, no longer just a flashy lie.

Yanayev has fulfilled his promise. People who said before that they would make this country look good are now either hiding in fear in Western Europe or the United States, living shivering, or living in darkness in the coal mines of Siberia.

He straightened his tie and closed his eyes. The scene that flashed through his mind was the lonely road that a person had traveled over the years. A battle of wits with the United States, a battle of wits with Western Europe, and even a battle of wits with those damn traitors. Even half a month ago, once trusted allies and companions betrayed themselves and joined the ranks of the enemies of the working class.

After the Soviet Union became strong again, he had nothing left.

After endless glory and enviable power, there is a deep feeling of loneliness.

The thickness and precipitation of a person's journey through history.

The door was opened, and the office director walked in and whispered respectfully to Yanayev, "General Secretary Yanayev, the meeting is ready to begin. Everyone is waiting for your arrival."

He nodded and said, "Well, I'll be there soon."

This was the first political bureau meeting held after the arrest of the conservative forces. The faces of some old friends no longer appeared at the meeting, replaced by new faces. After the last cornerstone blocking the trend was shattered, the Politburo completely ushered in a major change. Police from the Ministry of Internal Affairs knocked on the villas of many senior Moscow officials to tell them the news of their arrests. Some people could not believe it until the end that Lukyanov had betrayed everyone. The undercurrents lurking in the depths were uprooted and no one was left.

The Political Bureau directly replaced a quarter of its officials.

It officially announced the death of conservatives and the rebirth of reformers.

Yanayev turned around and went out with a serious expression. The leather shoes stepped on the corridor, just like when he walked on the marble floor in 1991, he had gone through many hardships alone.

There is also hope that will never fade away. Scenes of stories that happened in this palace quietly emerge in the memory. Political conspiracies, power struggles, mixed with shady interest transactions, everything eventually turned into a silent trickle in the face of the interests between countries.

“Death does not belong to the working class.”

“Poverty does not belong in socialism.”

The sage's teachings still echoed in his mind, making him remember what he wanted to do.

For this era, this country, and the people.

The dazzling light penetrated from the window and shone on his face, with a resolute expression and a resolute expression, just like the most loyal believer walking a devout pilgrimage.

The end point was a closed door. He put his hand on the cold doorknob, turned it gently, and pushed the door open.

The light rushed towards Yanaev like a surging tide, swallowing him up in an instant. His vision suddenly became clear, and all the powerful people in Moscow stood up.

All the eyes, deep or surprised, were focused on him, waiting for Yanaev to speak on the stage.

He took a step forward and stepped onto the podium with a serious expression.

The meeting was quiet with only their heartbeats and the speech of General Secretary Yanaev.

"Dear comrades..."

"Today we are sitting here to decide the future and way out of this country. I think everyone here is the same as me at this moment. After experiencing turmoil and turbulence, the Soviet Union finally got back on track. Here, I sincerely thank everyone here. Thank you for your support for this country."

The voice was not loud, but every syllable fell into the ears of others accurately.

"Thank you for standing on the side of the people."

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