As soon as Vladimir walked through the door, the strong smell of blood and the smoke of bullets came to his nose, and he entered the room under the protection of a group of soldiers of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, with mountains of white powder on the table, and piles of banknotes. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info gang members who were firmly controlled by the police squatted on the ground, looking at the man who walked in with uneasy eyes.

He was silent, with the ruthlessness of his superiors between the corners of his eyebrows, and the face that had appeared countless times at the scene of various crises in the Soviet Union had a unique symbol of coldness. From the events in Tbilisi, Beslan to the Chechen War, those who opposed him ended up dead at the hands of the military or the police, without exception.

Comrade Vladimir, known as the scavenger of the opponents of the Soviets, the heir of Comrade Dzerzhinsky's will, anyone who stood in the way of Yanayev's ideas would be mercilessly executed by him. But no one could have imagined that the Moscow gangs would become targets, and these members of the underground society would become incidental victims of political struggle.

The fact that they weren't escorted into a police car meant that something even more terrible was to come.

Vladimir waved his hand and motioned for everyone to go out, leaving only Vladimir and a group of silent Jews. He's going to talk to the gang about the last thing.

Vladimir moved a chair and sat down directly across from them, and said, "Originally, according to the procedures of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, you would have been sent to the interrogation room for trial after being arrested, but some big people in the Kremlin have made a decision for you in private, which may be a bad decision for you." He said it would be too much trouble to send you to the interrogation room, so let me explain something directly here. ”

"Maybe you're wondering why you were attacked so suddenly, and it's not your fault. Because it's time for the Kremlin to change its rulers, the new guys must have enough capital to serve the public. Since 1991, he has helped Yanayev deal with all kinds of difficult events, just to accumulate 'resume' and facilitate the faster climb up. Do you really think that the Ministry of Internal Affairs is unaware of the good things that these Jews are doing in the underground market? In fact, they know everything, but the time is not ripe, and from tonight onwards, Moscow TV will report that under the leadership of Comrade Vladimir, several large-scale cases of drug smuggling and trafficking have been successfully cracked, and illegal and criminal activities in Moscow have been cracked down on and punished. The icing on the cake and this resume have also established his unshakable position within the political bureau. ”

Political achievements, Vladimir, who came to power on the basis of political achievements, will not become a wandering duckweed.

"Oh yes, he's not Beria's idiot who ended up offending the party with a purge. From the very beginning, all actions were aimed at establishing a good image among the people and gaining the capital to climb up the party in the party. It's true that it's not like some guys who are 'rapid' to promote, but they have cultivated their roots step by step. ”

The lights flickered, and the faces of those who did not dare to speak were unpredictable in the light and darkness. Perhaps realizing that death was approaching, some people's expressions gradually became indifferent.

As he said this, Vladimir nodded to the soldier next to him. Signal that you can get started.

"These are secrets that cannot be told, and you, as those in the know, will never have a chance to speak. Tomorrow the Moscow newspapers will only publish that the police have killed all the gang leaders in a fierce battle, leaving not a single person alive. Your blood is the foundation upon which he climbs. ”

"Cruel, isn't it? But that's what happens when it comes to politics. ”

After saying this, Vladimir turned to go out, and the dense sound of gunfire sounded behind him, and the dim room was illuminated by the light of the bullets, and then calmed down again.

He knew no one would stand up again.

It's over.

Vladimir no longer turned to look at the bloody scene in the room, he walked back to the command room, picked up the phone, dialed Yanayev's number, and reported to him the "results" of the night.

"All the leaders have been killed, including those designated by the general secretary."

Hearing Vladimir's report, Yanayev nodded with satisfaction.

"Good work, Comrade Vladimir. There's a lot going on for you to take care of in the future, and I hope to be able to adapt to this role as soon as possible. Let's go rest first, and leave the rest to the Ministry of Internal Affairs to deal with the aftermath. The conservatives have already negotiated it, and they won't block any of your plans. No one is going to stop you. ”

Yanayev hung up the phone, still sitting next to the Moskva River, quietly watching the scenery on the riverbank. He did it here for the night, waiting until the moment when Vladimir reported to him.

A certain stone hanging in Yanayev's mind suddenly fell to the ground, and there was nothing left to stop the next change of power, and soon Vladimir would become the new leader and take control of the country. At the end of next year's election, he will leave everything, including power, to the next leader.

All will be theirs in the end.

The bloody night finally came to an end, and Yanayev sat by the river, quietly waiting for the morning light to emerge. He knew that many people would be executed tonight with secrets, all for the sake of the political situation, and they had to be cleared.

The surface of the river is beginning to glow orange-red, the morning sun is slowly rising, and the Moskva River, which had been calm for a night, is coming back to life.

Agents of the Leader's Security Bureau accompanied him all night. They did not know why the General Secretary chose to haunt the banks of the Moscow River before dawn, perhaps they could not read the old man's thoughts.

He has long since lost his family, his friends have left him, and he has always been alone.

It is only faith and loyalty that accompanies you.

"Good morning, sir. You woke up so early. ”

A bright red appeared in his sight, and Yanayev wrote a smile on his tired face, he looked at Natasha who appeared in front of him, smiled and said, "Good morning, Natasha." Is it your dad who brought you to Red Square today? Did the bad guys trouble him? ”

Natasha looked up, nodded and said, "yes, no, since the last time I told my husband about that, no one has come to trouble us." At that time, I also told my father that I knew a very powerful adult who lived in the palace, and he helped us solve all our problems, but he just didn't believe it! ”

Natasha pouted, still angry at his dad's questioning. Who would believe that an ordinary little girl knows someone from the top of the Politburo.

"Hehe, because it's a little secret between the two of us. No one else will believe it. Maybe when you grow up, you'll understand what I'm talking about now. ”

Yanayev deliberately reached out and touched Natasha's head, smiling mysteriously at her. Hopefully, she'll keep this little secret in her heart.

"It's time for me to go, there's still a lot of work for me to deal with with that big man."

Yanayev stood up, ready to say goodbye to her.

"Do you work like a dad?" Natasha asked, clearly unhappy that Yanayev had left so early. She didn't have many friends, and the kind old man by her side was the only one willing to listen to her.

"Can't you just take a day off and stay with Natasha?"

Yanayev paused for a moment, then sighed and said, "My work is much more complicated than your father's, you are still young, and you still don't understand many things, but when you grow up, you will understand." Opening up peace for future generations is not a rhetorical slogan...... There will always be people who have to put into practice what we say, for the sake of the people, for the sake of the proletariat, to eliminate exploitation and eliminate polarization. Otherwise, they think that we Communists only tell lies...... If I lead by example, I will be the first, an era, a country, after all, need some idealists at some moments, resolutely stand up, stand in a certain position, just stand there and not retreat! As long as you stand there, you are duty-bound and duty-bound. They shed their last drop of blood for the Motherland, they sacrificed everything for the people. ”

Yanayev's resolute appearance made Natasha at a loss, she was too young to understand what the kind old man was saying. When she understands, she will choose the same path as Yanayev.

"Well, I don't understand it now anyway, I'll go to this palace to find you when I grow up."

Natasha stretched out her tail finger and shook it in front of her, "Then the hook is guaranteed." ”

"Okay, I promise."

The little girl did not have any empathy at this time, and it was not until many years later that she entered the Politburo and actually stepped into the palace in Red Square that she understood why Yanayev was still smiling resolutely. The old man did it, as he said, for the sake of the country, not a single step back.

He did what a lot of people didn't. Although, in the eyes of some, he is an unscrupulous demon and the savior of the Slavic peoples.

However, Natasha believed that at that moment, he was just a pure idealist, the most ordinary old man after shedding the illustrious cloak of power.

All my life for the country.

Yanayev stood up and walked slowly to the Kremlin with the help of his bodyguards. The seeds of idealism were sown in Natasha's body, and perhaps one day she will become a sapling that will grow and hold up the blue sky of Moscow.

"Goodbye, sir."

Natasha greeted the rising sun and waved at him.

Yanayev stopped, he turned his head to look at Natasha standing against the light, waved at her, and smiled kindly.

"Goodbye, Natasha."

I would like to commemorate his birth with this article. (To be continued.) )