(2nd Update)

No one knows what kind of conspiracy Zviad, Costava and Chanturia discussed in that villa, and when they finally came out, Kostava and Chanturia's faces had never been as pale as they were now. In particular, Costava's eyes were as panicked as if he had seen a devil. Zviad's calculations are indeed much deeper than the previous two, but they are only limited to scheming, and when it comes to politics, after the collapse of the Soviet Union, Zviad was not long after he was knocked out of power by the people, and you can know that in fact, his weight is just like that.

At this time, the city of Tbilisi was full of smoke, and after a brief victory during the day, the Soviet troops, who were unfamiliar with the conditions inside the city, had a nightmare in the dark of night, and they were defeated by the militants of the guerrilla warfare. As a result of Tbilisi's 19th-century buildings, militants can use the tunnels inaccessible to armoured troops to carry out unhurried sneak attacks and raids, and then move calmly.

Obviously, General Rodionov and other high-ranking officials did not take into account the trouble that the night brought to the army, and it was obvious that it was impossible to occupy every block, every intersection with just one infantry chariot and a few soldiers. The number of militants is unknown, and with heavy firepower, they can easily defeat the scattered Soviet troops.

Lieutenant Colonel Barranknov was more anxious than General Rogionov and others, because he was a front-line commander who directly confronted the rebels, and every second of delay in the field hospital increased the number of wounded. He had no choice but to let his troops shrink their fronts, occupy important transportation hubs in major urban areas, and wait until dawn the next day for more armored troops to be stationed in the urban areas to deal with the armed men.

It was only in the middle of the night that Lieutenant Colonel Barankov found that the number of sneak attacks by the armed men was a little sparser than before, and although they had also killed and captured some gangsters, it was far more than enough to get them to stop. I don't know what's going on, but I can take advantage of this opportunity to breathe a sigh of relief.

The soldiers held guns and placed martial law near the camp, and in order to maintain order, Lieutenant Colonel Barankhnov even sent out half of the guards around him, directing the camp to appear in a half-empty state.

Lieutenant Colonel Barranknov stared intently at the detailed drawings of the city of Tbilisi that lay on the table. I was so serious that I didn't notice that the cigarette in my mouth was about to burn out, and I didn't react until the pain of my fingers burned, and I hurriedly threw away the cigarette butt.

Facing Tbilisi, where the streets were intricate, he frowned and said to himself, "Insufficient numbers is the most fatal flaw, and no one knows what will happen if the rebellion that was supposed to be quickly resolved dragged on until tomorrow." ”

At this time, at the entrance of the temporary camp, the remaining half of the guards were cautiously watching for suspicious people in the dark corners. While it's not so bad as in Afghanistan that you shoot first and say hello, the situation continues to deteriorate.

The guards at the front noticed the looming presence of several people in the front, with flashlights in their hands, shining all around, and the whole of Tbilisi was plunged into darkness since the power plant was destroyed by militants.

The soldiers aimed the crosshair of the Kalashnikov rifle at the crowd of intruders, and used the walkie-talkie to report the news to the others. Thought that the armed men were preparing for a sneak attack on the headquarters.

Lieutenant Colonel Barranknov noticed the movement outside the barracks, and he came out and grabbed a soldier to ask what was going on, and the soldier replied that a group of unknown people had appeared outside the camp, and everyone was on guard at the sentry post.

Lieutenant Colonel Barankonov's face was full of surprise, logically speaking, the armed men would not appear in front of the Soviet troops with such a swagger, could it be that this is a trap? Thinking of this, he hurriedly returned to the tent, took out his pistol, and followed the guard out. Cursing is terrible.

Outside the post, at least 10 soldiers armed with rifles were pointing at the intruding crowd, and those at the front of the crowd held bullhorns and shouted in Georgian that the crowd should not approach or shoot.

But the procession remained unmoved and continued to approach the barracks. Originally, the rules of engagement were that the opponent could fire first before counterattacking. The soldier tried to raise his gun and fire warning shots into the sky, but was stopped by Lieutenant Colonel Barankhnov reaching out for help.

"Wait a minute, don't shoot just yet, and see what they're going to do." The premonition in Lieutenant Colonel Barranknov's heart became stronger and stronger, and he always felt that those who exposed their positions from the darkness in the open were not the gangsters that the Soviet army had to deal with.

As Lieutenant Colonel Barranknov had predicted, the men who came to the barracks were not vicious militants, but a group of women with weeping children, old men on crutches and stout young men. Some even ran out in their pajamas, feeling as poignant as refugees from distant places.

Lieutenant Colonel Barranknov noticed that some of them had weapons such as iron bars in their hands, and he warned the guards around him not to move around, and not even to put their hands on the trigger. Alone, he jumped out of the sentry where the sacks were stacked and walked towards the men.

Who knew that before Lieutenant Colonel Baraknov could speak, the person who walked in front preemptively asked, "Are you the head of the army?" ”

"I'm Lieutenant Colonel Barranknov, who are you?" Lieutenant Colonel Barankhnov replied perfunctorily to his words, pretending not to care, putting his hand on the holster at his waist and placing the other hand behind his back, suggesting that the army was always watching his gestures.

"I am a representative of the residents of the Ustaviri neighborhood in Tbilisi, my name is Yevgeny." "On behalf of the residents of the Lustaveri neighborhood, I implore you to calm down this unrest as soon as possible, we don't want to continue to live in fear like this," he said, scratching his head as if he hadn't slept well for several days. ”

"yes." A woman with a child in her arms whimpered in a low voice, "Where are these people trying to demonstrate peacefully, they are simply a bunch of robbers, a bunch of shameless hooligans." They burst into our house at gunpoint, stole the jewelry, and injured my account! ”

"We support the army to bring down these thugs!" Someone took the lead and shouted loudly.

"Yes!" The others echoed it, but were stopped by a look from Yevgeny, and it was undeniable that this representative of the inhabitants was still a very important figure in their eyes.

Hearing these people's request, Lieutenant Colonel Barankhnov was a little embarrassed, he patted his head, and said, "I can understand your feelings, but at present, the number of Soviet troops is far from enough to maintain law and order, and these bandits are in the form of guerrilla warfare, which is unguardable. ”

"We, the residents of Tbilisi, can assist you, and we thank you if we can expel those who interfere with our normal lives."

Yevgeny said with some guilt, "We can see clearly that those so-called democrats are a bunch of shameless and despicable villains, who use our emotions to incite everyone against the Soviet army, but you see what these people have done, burning down other people's houses and robbing residents' property." These are the robbers, the devils. ”

"So I beg you to stand up for justice, and the citizens of Tbilisi will do their best to cooperate with you. As long as you can catch all the bandits, please. ”

Lieutenant Colonel Barankhnov suddenly realized that this was a good opportunity, and he was ready to say yes and let the residents help. But Lieutenant Colonel Barankhnov had one condition, he only needed young men to help maintain order, and the elderly, women and children were better to stay at home, and promised to send soldiers to protect the women and children from their homes, and promised that the incident would soon pass and their lives would not be disturbed too much.

While Lieutenant Colonel Barrankhnov was talking to Yevgeny, another team appeared in front of them, also old men and children, residents of the Lunacharsky neighborhood, these anxious residents hoped that the Soviet army could maintain order for them, and when they witnessed their friends being beaten, robbed and even burned alive by armed gangsters, the unarmed citizens of Tbilisi turned their pleading eyes to the Soviet troops who had been disgusted before, hoping that they could help these poor people.

And for the beating of Soviet soldiers during the rally that took place during the day, Lunacharsky's deputies wanted to bow to Lieutenant Colonel Barranknov and apologize, but he stopped him.

Lieutenant Colonel Barranknov surrounded the already crowded crowd and said impassionedly, "The Soviet army is the people's army, we don't need to protect the people to apologize, it is our sacred duty to protect your lives and property." We just need to turn our guns on those disruptive guys, and they will surely be judged by the harshest of the Soviets! ”