On the outskirts of Moscow, summer evenings are always quiet and peaceful, with fireflies clinging to the foliage in the grass along the roadside, emitting a pale green glow that echoes the twinkling stars in the sky. Suddenly, the ground began to shake slightly, and the fireflies in the grass flapped their wings and flew, and the originally bleak vast field was swaying with fireflies.

The roar of wheels crashing over the road came from afar, and three black jeeps sped away in the direction of the city of Moscow. Yanayev, who was sitting in the car, was not in the mood to enjoy this wonderful sight right now. A few kilometres further on, the site of the ambush on Yeltsin, an important stretch of road leading from Yeltsin's suburban villa to Moscow, the only stretch of the road that would not have witnesses.

For this ambush, Yanayev even greeted the Minister of Internal Affairs Pugo in advance, saying that when Yeltsin was attacked tonight, there would definitely not be a patrol police car in the vicinity. Of course, the top brass of the KGB's technical bureau also deployed radio jamming systems in this area, and Yanayev did not make it clear to them who he wanted to arrest for the sake of safety.

Now Yeltsin is a prey slowly moving towards the trap.

"President Yanayev, we have arrived at our destination." The GRU soldier in the passenger seat turned around and shouted at him, and Yanayev, who was still pondering, came back to his senses and nodded at the soldier. Then he felt a wave of heat rush over him, the door of the jeep was opened, and Yanayev stepped out of the car under the protection of the GRU soldiers.

There was a hint of heat in the air, and in the darkness there was nothing but the symphony of frogs and insects chirping, but the calm breathing of the conspirators. Several agents had already been ambushed on this section of the road, and Yanayev saw them fiddling with their heads on the side of the road.

A guy who was obviously in charge saw Yanayev and immediately walked up to him and greeted Yanayev respectfully.

"Comrade Vladimir, hard work." Yanayev patted him on the shoulder and smiled. The young man who chaired the International Liaison Committee in Leningrad was unexpectedly promoted by Yanayev a year ago and transferred from Leningrad to his side as office secretary, when everyone thought he would become a rising star in Soviet politics, Yanayev unexpectedly chose to silence him for a while and plan some shady black operations for himself. After all, Putin, as the future president of Russia, was a KGB agent when he was young.

Putin was a little surprised by Yanayev's direct and friendly name, he picked up a C-4 plastic explosive filled with wires, and said to Yanayev, "We set up this improvised explosive device on the side of the road to destroy Yeltsin's convoy, and from previous observations, it can be concluded that Yeltsin's protective convoy is generally four black cars, and the C-4 explosives ambushed here can destroy the first car of the convoy, so that the convoy is forced to stop." Then the agents who were ambushed in the grass behind them destroyed the last car with an RPG, so that the convoy in the middle would be immobile. ”

"This section of the road has a good view, so I have machine gunners on both sides of the road, and no matter which direction they get off the car, they will be suppressed by strong fire." Putin picked up a heavy PKM general-purpose machine gun, which fired 7.62mm caliber bullets would definitely become a nightmare for Yeltsin's bodyguards, "Considering the bulletproof performance of the president's special chair, we have also prepared a GP25 grenade launcher, and if Yeltsin is not willing to surrender, he will be turned into charcoal." ”

"It means that Yeltsin used an infantry chariot, and we can blow him up, right?" Yanayev was pleased with the rigor of Putin's assassination plan. Of course, Yanayev also owes the GRU commander Yegor a great favor, and if he had not privately transferred arms to Yanayev, this assassination might not have been carried out.

"Theoretically, yes." Putin said solemnly.

"But we now only need one bullet to ignite the entire Soviet Union." Yanayev said slowly.

Four black cars stepped on the accelerator and, under the cover of night, sped towards the White House in Moscow like roaring steel monsters. The bodyguards sitting in the car were all armed with AKS74U, and the stars were protecting Yeltsin like a moon, and they were vigilant about the movements around the road. At this time, Yeltsin, who was in the car, had already turned his heart upside down, and he informed his political allies in advance of the news that the top level of the CPSU would launch a coup d'état, and on the one hand, he actively mobilized the only remaining military forces in his hands. But most of the calls he made were busy, and that's when he realized that the Emergency Committee was moving faster than he was, and that some of his military supporters might have been contained.

Yeltsin straightened his suit and was ready to enter the White House and have a long-term stalemate with the Soviet coup leadership. Once the coup turns into a protracted standoff, the more chips Yeltsin has in his hands for victory. Not only can he incite the masses in Moscow who don't know the truth to act as a shield for him, but he can also incite the army to mutiny, and the allied countries to split.

The agent sitting next to him said to Yeltsin, "President Yeltsin, something is wrong. We can't communicate with the outside world right now, and it seems that someone has specially blocked the radio wave signals in this area. ”

Yeltsin frowned, he shifted his body to try to maintain a comfortable position, put his hands on the leather sofa, turned to the agent next to him, and said, "Double-check." ”

"Okay."

"Boom".

As soon as Yeltsin's words fell, the car that was walking in front suddenly burst out of the ground with a dazzling fire, lifting the steel monster weighing several tons to a distance of more than three meters, and then clumsily crossed an arc in mid-air, and the overturned corpse smashed to the ground, and the sound of the fuel tank bursting was like the wail of a giant beast before death.

“Sobeautiful。” Yanayev, who was hiding not far away to enjoy this fireworks feast, said with emotion.

The jeep at the back seemed to be trying to retreat, and the agent who had been in ambush suddenly stood up from the grass, carrying an RPG on his shoulder, aiming a rocket at the back of the jeep. In the dark night, only a dazzling tail flame could be seen flashing and slamming into the jeep for a distance, and the whole car turned into a burning fireball in an instant, and the raging flames turned all the people inside who had not had time to evacuate into a huge coffin.

The car in the middle wanted to run through the grass on both sides of the road, and the ambush pulled the trigger, and the continuous harvesting of the PKM machine gun directly reduced the tires of the sedan to a pile of black rubber, but soon the machine gunner noticed that something was wrong, and the car was able to withstand the bullets of the PKM machine gun. The machine gunner did not dare to slacken, suppressed the agents in the car with the most powerful firepower, and then poured in from all directions, slowly narrowing the encirclement, so that the people in the car had nowhere to escape.

"Bulletproof work is good. It can be compared to the bulletproof Mercedes of Shevardnadze. Yanayev turned his head and asked Putin, "Is this situation in your consideration?" As I said beforehand, I wanted Yeltsin's body intact. ”

"Of course." Putin's voice was calm, "I believe that the KGB has enough experience to deal with this situation." ”

After saying that, a loud bang sounded from the bushes on Yanaev's side, and the sound was as piercing as if someone had detonated a grenade inside. Then Yanayev saw the window glass shatter in an instant, and a pool of blood splattered on the broken window, which was not obvious in the dark night. Then there was another terrifying sound in the bushes, and the bulletproof glass, which the 7.62mm bullet could not help at all, was cut open like jelly by the bullets of this gun.

"We also carry large-caliber anti-materiel sniper weapons, in case of unnecessary situations like this." Putin lowered his binoculars, and the gunfire thinned out, which meant that it was all over.

"Let's go, let's go visit our old friend Yeltsin." Yanayev stood up and patted the dust off his body and walked down the hillside. He couldn't even wait to see Yeltsin's desperate and frightened expression before he died.

The Heavy continued to fire the PKM into a palm-sized bullet hole until there was no movement in the car. In fact, in a confined space like this, a ricocheting bomb alone can kill everyone.

Yanayev, who was full of longing, was disappointed when he saw the scene in the car, and what was displayed in front of him was only a presidential seat full of the corpses of the agents, the cunning Yeltsin was not in the car, and the pungent smell of blood made him have to cover his nose.

"Yeltsin was not in this convoy, but went the other way." Putin clenched his fists on the side, in fact, the GRU soldiers had not noticed that an inconspicuous Volga passed by them and sped away in the direction of Moscow.

(Thanks to book friends, Zhu Mingling, 1992 Ye Zi Zhiqiu, Six Fingers, Frozen Son of Heaven, Maple Leaf Ripe Forest, Giant Fire, Pig Pig, Donglai Snow Book Friend 150607234624004 and Book Friend 151128221444644 for the reward, before the chapter was uploaded and closed, I haven't read the comment area, and I will do some answers to the questions raised by readers later.) ）