The second one, there is one more

Kryuchkov and Pugo had never been busier than this April, and in order to protect the improvised organization and show a grand military parade, the two of them checked the possible hidden dangers around Red Square inside and out, which may have been an ordinary parade for the Soviet people, but for Yanayev, this military parade was no less significant than the Red Square parade on November 7, 1941.

Yanayev was arranging his suit in front of the mirror, and this was his first appearance in front of the leaders of the socialist countries of various countries, except for Castro of Cuba, the general secretary of Vietnam Du Mai, the representative of the Republic of Mongolia, the Czechoslovak Republic Jan ? The Strasky leader, the North Korean leader, and representatives of the southern neighbor. The former socialist camp fell apart with Gorbachev's stupid perestroika, and now there are only six countries left that have survived the storm.

Yanayev looked at himself in the mirror and took a deep breath, he didn't know how to face his former allies, because of the mistakes of a stupid leader that led to the collapse of an entire camp that could stand up to the West. The Soviets were ashamed of the leaders of those socialist countries.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door behind him, and Yanayev said please come in. Pugo and Kryuchkov were set up one after the other from outside the door, and they reported to Yanaev, "Everything has been arranged, General Secretary Yanayev." This time, the security we arranged is not leaky. ”

"Hmm." Yanayev replied, turned back to Pugo and said, "What about the security measures of the leaders?" In case there is something unexpected at the parade. Be the first to keep them safe. You know? ”

"There will be no surprises in the parade." Pugo emphasized. He said with some doubts, "But General Secretary Yanayev, I have never seen you worry as much as you do now, is there anything you are particularly concerned about this military parade?" ”

"It's nothing, I'm just feeling a little emotional." Looking at the colorful flags flying outside the Kremlin window, Yanayev said slowly, "Ladies and gentlemen, I miss the once glorious Soviets. He is like a king who is arrogant to the point of conceit, ruling over millions of beings. Instead of being dressed in gorgeous clothes on the outside, as it is now, it has long been decayed, and it only takes a gentle shock for the entire USSR to fall apart. ”

"But we've all survived the hardest times, haven't we?" "Everyone thought that the Soviet Union would cease to exist in the August 19 coup, but we survived, and the Soviet Union is still one of the few superpowers," said KGB Chairman Kryuchkov. Isn't all this the credit of General Secretary Yanayev? Although we suffered setbacks. But the Soviets will not fall, we will only get better. ”

"I also believe that the Soviets will get better and better." Yanayev smiled at the two of them, he shouldn't put on a sad face on this festive day, Yanayev restrained his expression, and calmly said to the two beside him, "Now let's go to Red Square to inspect the army and meet the eyes of the people." ”

Moscow's neat and clean Red Square is preparing for the arrival of troops, the clear blue sky against the red walls of the Kremlin, and the already full crowd is waiting to pass through the phalanx. Those veterans of the Soviet Army of World War II also gathered together, quietly waiting for the parade to begin.

Some of them had also stood on Red Square in November 1941 in rags, waiting for the call to assemble, and had seen the ferocious artillery fire of the German Nazis and the vague backs of the bullets. He also followed the torrent of steel into Berlin and witnessed the victory flag planted on the roof of the Reichstag.

They are proud and proud of the strength of their motherland, and although the war has deprived them of their most precious things, the great motherland has not made this group of people who have suffered from war lose more.

The veteran Vasily participated in the grand military parade for the first time, and when he came from a small country town, he looked at the solemn Red Square in Moscow, and instantly remembered those comrades-in-arms who had long been separated from his yin and yang, and choked up and said, "Have you seen it? Dear comrades-in-arms, at this time, you were looking forward to the powerful motherland! ”

Before the ceremony began, Vasily, on crutches and with the help of others, visited the Tomb of the Unknown Soldier in the Alexander Garden, located outside the Kremlin's red walls on the northwest side of Red Square. It was built on the eve of the anniversary of the Victory in the Great Patriotic War in 1967, on a crimson marble mausoleum facing north and east-west, and bronze sculptures of steel helmets and military flags are displayed slightly to the west.

There is a convex five-star torch in front of the tomb, and the flame spewing out from the center of the five stars has been burning since it was built and has never been extinguished, symbolizing that the spirit of the martyrs will always shine on the world.

Vasily placed pure white flowers in front of the tombstone, which was built in memory of the unknown martyrs who died in the Great Patriotic War, and reminded him for a moment of his comrades who once resisted the Nazi iron hooves in the trenches. Between the blurred tears and eyes, it seems that I have seen the artillery fire that once continued to be in the sky, and the footsteps of my comrades-in-arms who have been moving forward and never stopping.

"Dear comrades-in-arms, after so many years, I finally have the opportunity to see you again. Although I do not know where your bodies are buried in the motherland, I do know that your souls will gather in this place and will not be dispersed. That's why I chose to be here to offer you this bouquet of flowers. ”

In front of Vasi, there is not a cold tombstone, but an immortal monument poured by countless martyrs with their blood and souls. The great heroic spirit is still holding a steel gun, standing in front of the nameless tombstone, defending every inch of the motherland's territory, wind and sun, not leaving an inch.

Because of the upcoming military parade on Red Square, the Alexander Garden was exceptionally quiet, with only the burning and dancing flames accompanying Vasily, like former comrades-in-arms talking and laughing.

"Thank you for all the dedication of the great martyrs, it was your sacrifice of life and death that brought about the prosperity of the great motherland, and your achievements will be remembered by the world forever." The tranquility of the nameless tombstone is shattered, and Vasily is surrounded by a young girl who also adds a bouquet of flowers to the nameless tombstone.

The little girl had come from Volgograd with her father to attend the annual celebrations. His father had been telling him the great stories of the heroes of World War II, so the little girl also wanted to see the tombstone of the unknown soldier, and she said that when she grew up, she would inherit the will of her ancestors and defend the great country like those heroes.

Vasily gently stroked the tombstone, the smooth marble tombstone carved his white-haired face, and the faces of the young soldiers with steel helmets that he suddenly saw. He knew it was a hallucination that had plagued him all these years. Those comrades-in-arms died in the cold winter of 1941, and when they were already gray-haired, their young, never-growing faces were engraved on the tombstones.

"Behold, isn't this the splendid scenery of the motherland that you wanted to see? Our flesh and blood have been exchanged for a stable and strong country, and the people will always remember you, just as they remember the sacrifices of the martyrs in the October Revolution. Your great deeds will never be erased, and your spirit will live on forever. ”

After Vasily said this, the wind suddenly rose in the quiet garden of Alexandria, and the green pines on both sides began to sway, and the sound of the pine branches hitting each other was like a wave like those who had died in response to Vasily's words.

"Grandpa, who are you talking to?" The little girl asked timidly in a childish voice, apparently frightened by Vasily's self-talk. At this time, the little girl's father was not around, so she quietly came over and asked Vasily.

"The man on the tombstone." Vasily looked at her autumn-like gaze and said seriously.

The little girl also learned that Vasily stared at the tombstone for a long time, but did not see the so-called person on the tombstone, she shook her head, pointed to the tombstone, and said to the strange old man in front of her, "You are lying to me, there is no one on the tombstone, you see, there is only the reflection of me and you." ”

"Of course you can't see it, little girl, because I'm the only one who can see these people." Vasily looked at the fading young face on the tombstone and said to himself, "They are all great heroes. (To be continued.) )