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The armoured units of the 4th Motorized Infantry Regiment entered the square half an hour later than scheduled, after they had encountered roadblocks set up by rioters in the streets, which had led to the stop-and-go of the stragglers, and it was not until half-past three that the Motorized Infantry Regiment made contact with the agitated crowd on the right side of the Government Building, trying to clear the area and drive the rallies out of the square in front of the Government Building.

Lieutenant Colonel Baranknov, who was in charge of the field operations, stood on the T72 tank at the front and addressed the opportunists through a loudspeaker, advising them to leave the square and warning that the unauthorized rally must not proceed or we would use the force of the army to violently clear the field. He has a firm expression and a "don't be unpredictable" attitude.

But he was greeted by a crowd of thugs booing, some throwing stones and bottles at Lieutenant Colonel Barranknov, shouting for the Soviet thugs to get out of Georgia. However, due to the distance between them, some of the bottles only smashed on the shields and steel helmets of the soldiers at the front, causing no casualties.

In desperation, Lieutenant Colonel Barenkhnov had no choice but to invite the Georgian Supreme Bishop Ilya II, who was influential among the people, from the Georgian cathedral to speak to the crowd, and the shield phalanx gave way to a passage, and the old Ilya II walked out with the support of Barankonov and stood in front of the crowd.

Ilya II begged them to stop the assembly and go home obediently, as the army had said, and he warned the ignorant and fearless crowd with some anxiety, "There is a real danger here, it is only a few minutes away, listen to me, you go quickly." ”

"Phew!" The man standing at the front made an insulting gesture towards Ilya II, "Hurry up and get back to me, old thing, isn't it a shame to be here?" What benefits did the Soviets give you, let people not do it, and willingly be a dog of the Russians. ”

"Yes, lackey, you lackey of the Soviet authorities! Unworthy to be the Patriarch of the Orthodox Church! Get out! We need to elect another patriarch who supports democracy. "Someone began to angrily scold Ilya II, who spoke for the Soviets, as if whoever spoke for the USSR was a traitor to Georgia.

"Go back, we don't have a patriarch like you! Get out of here! One of them grabbed the stone and threw it at Ilya II, and the quick-eyed Lieutenant Colonel Barankhnov rushed to Ilya II to block the stone for him, but fortunately it did not hit the head of the Patriarch, but only hit Lieutenant Colonel Barranknov in the back. There was still some pain from the sharp stone hitting his body, and Lieutenant Colonel Barenkov bit his lip and frowned, and secretly cursed a bastard in his heart.

"I'm sorry, Lieutenant Colonel Barankhnov, for bothering you. It seems that these people are not willing to listen to my advice," said Ilya II, with some guilt. He did want to stop these people from acting irrationally, but their fanatical mentality that had been stirred up could not be calmed down, and their calm tone could not talk to such a group of paranoid people.

"It's all right, Patriarch." Barranknov pretended to be okay and smiled.

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

Ilya II shook his head, drew a cross on his chest, and said repentantly, "Merciful Lord, I have done my best, forgive this lost flock of lambs." ”

"Forgiving them is God's business, and we're just responsible for sending them to meet God." After all, Lieutenant Colonel Barranknov looked at the triumphant fool in front of him with some regret, and he picked up the communication phone and gave the final order to clear the field to all the combat teams of the army present.

"Violent clearance, with sticks and bullets to drive these people out of the square, to defend the Soviets!"

After receiving the order to clear the field, the front began to move forward in a phalanx of shields in the shape of a line to expel the troublemakers. But the cunning opposition elements formed a fighting team of skilled athletes and able-bodied men, and they rushed to the front line at the beginning of the clearance, first clashing with the shield team. These people began to put up fierce and stubborn resistance using wooden sticks, metal devices, knives and javelins in their hands. The soldiers who rushed to the front were not at all their opponents. All of a sudden, the team was restrained and could not move forward half a step.

However, the army personnel were also not to be outdone, and the soldiers who hid behind the shield phalanx were not vegetarian with blast guns in their hands. Their guns were aimed at the rioting crowd, and the crowd with weapons at the front was instantly overturned to the ground by the riot guns and could not move, while the riotous crowd that rushed up behind could no longer restrain their feet, and directly trampled on their bodies, and the trampled ghosts cried wolf in an instant.

"Students, follow me and kill these Russian brutes!" The student leader raised his head and shouted to rush to the front, calling on the others to follow him forward and beat the soldiers.

Some of the strong-blooded students were enraged by the sight before them, and they rushed forward desperately to beat the soldiers, snatching batons and smashing shields, and the student leader was about to call out to his hesitant accomplices to continue rushing forward, but was slammed on the back of the head with a baton.

Ensign Valentine, who was armed with a baton, spat at him and said disdainfully, "Bastard, it's not good to stay in school and make a fuss, you deserve to be beaten." ”

The beaten student leader half-crouched on the ground and covered his bleeding head, and the noisy crowd around him was quiet as if the sound was filtered by a sponge, and he wanted to call for the people around him to come and help, but found that the scene around him had become blurred. Then he didn't know whether he was kicked in the stomach by his own people or by the army, and the student leader, who was still beautiful just now, fell silently at this time, letting the people around him trample on him.

The clearances have become stalemate, and the army and the demonstrators are now evenly matched. Lieutenant Colonel Barranknov had no choice but to order his troops to use Chouli-3 and K-15 tear gas canisters and drop them in front of the citizens who refused to leave. The irritating smoke left the others gasping for breath, with tears in their eyes and unable to open their eyes.

The citizens who marched in the streets did not know that the army had prepared such a gift, and they had no choice but to drop their weapons and retreat without careful command, and the opposition, which had been high-witted, collapsed in an instant.

The prepared troops had already put on their gas masks, and although some were wounded, the vast majority of them remained combat-ready, relying on a neat one-line shield formation, and they continued to advance. The people were squeezed with shields, the people were expelled with sticks, and they were driven out of the square once and for all.

The rebels gradually became overwhelmed and were forced to retreat. Although some were still throwing stones and bottles at the soldiers, they were no longer combative. Just when Lieutenant Colonel Barranknov was already in control of his own victory, an unexpected situation occurred.

A frightening burst of gunfire came from the side of the opposition, stirring everyone's nerves. The retreating opposition and the advancing soldiers paused as they saw the soldiers walking in front of them fall to the ground at the sound of gunfire, lying in pools of blood. The people around them hurriedly helped them press on the wounds and called the doctors in the rear to come forward for emergency treatment.

Lieutenant Colonel Barranknov restrained his smile as he saw someone from the opposition side rushing towards them with an RPK light machine gun. The machine gunners were surrounded by a group of men with Kalashnikov and Tokarev pistols, running menacingly in the direction of the army, beckoning the people around them to charge with them, and shouting to kill all the Soviet troops.

The chaotic opposition began to reunite, and the thugs, supported by guns and ammunition, rushed forward with more brazenness, shouting to fight the Soviet army to the end.

Seeing this scene, Lieutenant Colonel Barenknov's heart suddenly contracted, and the scene he least wanted to see still appeared. What these people are doing is no longer a drama of street politics, but a complete rebellion!