(1st Update)

Before Lieutenant Colonel Barranknov came to Tbilisi to take charge of the field, Yanayev made a personal phone call to him in the Kremlin and told him the startling news that the opposition was likely in possession of a shipment of firearms from abroad that were being used against Soviet troops. Therefore, when Lieutenant Colonel Barranknov is in charge of maintaining stability on the scene, he must bring live ammunition guns to avoid heavy casualties in the army.

The person who provided this information was, of course, the dead merchant Victor Bout, who had always been at ease in the international arms trade under the care of Moscow, and had made a number of important friends in the international community. Of course, secret information about weapons was also provided to him by those friends, and then he provided it to the top brass in Moscow.

After receiving this information, Yanayev did not directly question the Georgian president, but waited until he showed his feet and then caught them all.

Although there were some doubts about the veracity of the information provided, Lieutenant Colonel Barenkov did just that, and ordered all the fighters to be ready for armed conflict with the militants before leaving the military base.

Sure enough, at this moment, the Moscow high-level command fulfilled his instructions, and the rebels, armed with Kalashnikov rifles, held their guns to their waists, held the grip with one hand, clamped the butt with their arms, and held the handguard horizontally with the other, and fired at the troops. The remaining members of the unit, pulling the wounded soldiers back in an orderly manner, returned fire with their blast guns, and they all hid behind armored vehicles and tanks to prevent being hit by bullets.

The frenzied militants took advantage of the retreat of the group to shoot at the wounded soldiers on the ground, whether they were still struggling or seriously injured, and some of the wounded soldiers who tried to rescue them were also knocked to the ground. The cunning militants used the method of encirclement and reinforcement to constantly torture the psychological defense of the Soviet soldiers. Those who wanted to rush forward desperately were stopped by the other companions.

Fortunately, having followed Moscow's advice, Lieutenant Colonel Barankhnov finally gave the order for Moscow's violent clearance, and when he asked how to deal with the armed insurgents, the Soviet General Secretary Yanayev on the other side of the phone replied to him in the most stern tone.

"Shoot the militants wherever they meet, and crush them with tanks if there are no bullets!"

Because in the past, all the soldiers' weapons were kept in the rear to prevent them from being seized by the people with live ammunition, and now the rioters who have finally torn their faces are precisely the target of these firearms. The angry soldiers received their guns and immediately fought back against them, except for the fact that the Soviet soldiers were suppressed when they did not have guns at first, the armed rabble never had a chance to suppress the Soviet troops.

The four T72 tanks began to move forward, and the general-purpose machine guns on the tanks suppressed the fire of the militants who came up, and the people carrying the RPK machine guns were killed instantly, and the other militants were also suppressed by the strafing of the machine guns, some were killed on the spot, and those who were not killed hurriedly looked for cover to hide, and they hid behind the bunkers and could not move. The soldiers hurriedly dragged their wounded companion lying on the ground back and evacuated to a safe area.

When the general machine gunner on the tank suppressed the opponent's fire, the soldiers who were originally hiding behind the T72 tank stood up, and they were distributed on both sides of the tank to follow the tank while firing and advancing forward.

Realizing that the situation was not good, the militants tried to escape, but they were suppressed by the machine guns, so they had to huddle behind the bunker and could not move, except for the bunker, there was an open space nearby, and if they took a step, they would be killed.

The steel tracks continued to advance, and the militants looked ridiculous and small like ants in front of the huge body of the steel monster weighing more than a dozen tons, which caused a great psychological blow to them, and these guys with rifles were not at all opponents of tanks.

"Don't shoot, we surrender!" Knowing that he had no chance of winning, someone finally threw the rifle out of the bunker, he raised his hands and said tremblingly.

Lieutenant Colonel Baranknov decisively ordered the soldiers to stop shooting, and after seeing that the shooting stopped, other militants who were greedy for life and death also came out of the bunker one after another, threw their rifles aside, and prayed to the Soviet soldiers with their hands raised and begged the Soviet soldiers not to shoot.

Although the eyes of the Soviet soldiers were blazing with hatred, and the index finger was on the trigger and refused to let go, the discipline of steel warned them that without orders from their superiors, even if the enemy in front of them killed as many comrades, they could not aim their guns at unarmed prisoners.

Lieutenant Colonel Barankhnov came over, and he looked around at the cowering militants, not daring to raise their heads and look him in the eye. In addition to satirizing these uncourageous guys, Barankhnov also sneered and asked, "Who are your leaders?" Stand up for me. ”

The men looked at each other and were silent, and no one wanted to admit that they were the organizers, because they were all afraid of being directly executed by Soviet soldiers.

"If someone is willing to stand up and admit it, I can spare him a way out. But if no one admits it, I have to summarily execute them all. Barranknov's tone was stern, and he put his hand on the holster at his waist, ready to draw his gun.

These people were frightened, and subconsciously took a few steps back, but the soldiers behind them held their rifles against their backs, and they turned their heads to look at the silent man at the back.

"It's me." The man standing at the end of the room squeezed out from behind them, walked up to Lieutenant Colonel Baranknov, and honestly admitted, "I am planning this attack against you. ”

"Young man, I admire your bravery." Barenknov smiled and nodded, then raised his hand and punched him hard in the left cheek with a clenched fist in front of everyone. The other party was not prepared, and was directly beaten to the ground by Baranknov, a mouthful of blood mixed with a few teeth spit on the ground, and he couldn't get up if he wanted to.

"Oh!" The surrounding soldiers sighed, and they rarely saw the commander directly hit someone, and some even applauded.

At this time, Barenknov noticed that the man's left arm was embroidered with a Swastika pattern, and he was immediately furious, he pulled out the sharp knife at his waist, and then stepped on the man's body with his foot, and said hatefully, "You scum, stand up for me." ”

He cut off the armband embroidered on his clothes with a knife, brought it to the man, and said, "Look at me, what is this?" Well? Swastika pattern, right? You Nazi bastard, I should have given you a bullet to send you to hell instead of a light punch. ”

Had it not been for Moscow's demand for irrefutable evidence of the Georgian government's involvement in the rebellion, Barankov would have really wanted to shoot him in the head. He pinched the man's cheek, broke his mouth open, and then shoved the swastika into his mouth, shoving it into his mouth and saying, "Eat it for me, yes, you bastard, eat him all." ”

Angry, he kicked the man in the stomach, and after venting his anger, grabbed him by the collar and threw him backwards, beckoning the soldiers to "treat" the captive well. After tying up the captives, the soldiers around him asked Lieutenant Colonel Barranknov what to do with these people.

"What should I do?" Lieutenant Colonel Barenkhnov said sternly, "We killed several armed rebels in this operation, and there were no prisoners except for the surrender of the party leader, do you know what to do?" ”

The inexperienced soldier hesitated for a moment and asked in a low voice, "Do you really want to do this?" They're prisoners, we're going to be court-martialed, aren't we? ”

Barranknov patted him on the shoulder, trying to make his tone as calm as possible, and said to the casual warriors, "To a court-martial?" It's a joke, remember the instructions given by the Supreme Leader that in the Soviet prisoner-of-war camps there were no prisoners who worshipped the Nazis, never did. ”