Chapter seven hundred and fifty first sharp turn
The crowd gathered in front of the White House in Moscow, by the afternoon, had reached at least 70,000.
I don’t know where I heard that the army planned to use poison gas to disperse the crowd. Those who support Yeltsin here were very angry!
It's so crazy that the government actually uses poison gas on citizens!
The atmosphere in the crowd was even more indignant, as if people had already died tens of thousands and hundreds of thousands of people because of the government's murder. A large number of gas masks transported from somewhere were distributed to the people, so the impression of being persecuted became clearer.
Popov unconsciously poured bottles of Red Star Erguotou into his mouth, without the awareness of creating history.
Tens of thousands of Soviet Red Army soldiers have been unable to return in Afghanistan. What's the use of you guys saying this at this time?
The Soviets never stood up for the veterans of Afghanistan, nor did they stand up for the East German Army who returned to their country to live in tents. The map head openly denied on international occasions that there were Red Army soldiers prisoners of war, and even boldly denied that there had been wars in the Soviet Union in the 1980s...
However, the Soviets would run to the street because they did not have rock, vodka, and Solzhenitsyn, the SB's dream, and face the 30-mm Gaoping dual-purpose machine gun of BMP.
Haha, what was wrong with me back then? Is it a problem with the potatoes being collected?
The gathering of people magnifies the delusion of persecution, and the unconsciousness of the group has undoubtedly made the National Emergency Commission a complete villain in the minds of everyone.
Could it be that Yeltsin had any magic that could make the Moscows believe and support him so unconditionally?
In fact, it is not. Yeltsin is just the last and seemingly least bad choice for the crowd without any choice.
As it turns out, great countries have their own greatness, but the reasons why the country is finished are basically the same.
Just like the rich people in the south who were reluctant to give up wealth in the late Ming Dynasty and would rather coat wild boar skin than pay taxes for the Ming Dynasty. The map head did not choose to destroy the Soviet bureaucratic system from the beginning, but all his initial attempts to reform political reforms were useless in the face of the completely solidified bureaucratic group.
It was precisely because of the realization that if the Soviet Union could not be broken first and no reform could be implemented, the map head had to choose such a path. Adhering to the Soviet Union's usual fighting race style, since it could not be solved internally, then just kick it hard from the outside, and maybe there would be a possibility of starting a new beginning.
Those who would rather drag the Soviet Union to die than give up their power and interests, then be ruined with the Soviet Union.
Popov poured the transparent liquids with spicy smell in his hands uncontrollably into his throat, but his mind was clear.
Campov and these people in the square in front of the White House, they did not care about the fate of the country.
They don’t know what’s wrong with this country, nor do they know how to solve this problem. They just need to queue up for shopping experience for two hours a day, and perhaps there is also a deposit of tens of thousands of rubles per person in the bank that has nowhere to spend, so they need a “carnival” to vent.
Popov finally got enough Red Star Erguotou. He came out of the crowd with satisfaction and planned to find a place to enjoy it. However, today in Moscow, no inch of land is destined to be calm.
Walking out of Kalinin Street, a dull explosion suddenly sounded on the street. With a bang, a wine bottle filled with gasoline smashed on a BMP craft, and was ignited by the flames at the mouth of the bottle. A rather unprofessional Molotov was ignited.
The crowd became excited in an instant, like a beautiful Ukrainian girl who was caught in Gulagri.
An infantry squad emerged from the BMP in a mess, and the crowd burst into ridiculous laughter at them, as well as angry provocations.
A bad guy had burning gasoline stuck to his body, and he had to take off his ammunition and carrying gear and throw it on the ground. Looking at the fierce crowd around him, the disarmed soldiers were trembling in fear.
Then, five T64 tanks turned out from the street corner, and their muzzles were raised high to point towards the sky. The tank car responded to the infantry squad that ran out. In the face of the cold war machine, the crowd seemed to calm down.
A group of young girls and Soviet aunts squeezed out of the crowd. They stomped their heads and charged towards the tank with banners.
"Soldiers, don't shoot at your mothers and sisters!"
This is a group of Soviet military families!
Popov looked at this absurd scene, from beginning to end, the Soviet Red Army pointed its gun at the masses for a moment.
However, behind these women and aunts, the crowd formed a human wall hand in hand and advanced towards the convoy of tank cars.
Then, some people inserted steel bars and iron rods that they found from somewhere into the tracks and stuffed their clothes into the tank's observation port. Some people parked the trolleybus horizontally on the street behind the tank's body, and stones, wine bottles, and raindrops fell on the tank's body.
There was no way out of retreat, and the tanks that came to rescue were in a situation where they could not advance or retreat. The tankers had to emerge from the tank like the infantry and fled in panic before the crowd completely surrounded them.
After all, this is the Soviet Union, Moscow. Stones and Molotov cocktails are already very restrained tools. No one knows when will anyone take out an anti-tank grenade or carry out an RPG.
Seeing the soldiers abandoning the tank, the crowd suddenly let out a deafening "Ula" shout.
Several young men and girls climbed into the tank car, waving their clothes, looking very happy.
"Ah, the Soviet Red Army, your honor is worthless!" Popov's eyes were blurred, and his face was filled with tears or wine. He raised the bottle in his hand high and poured the wine on the land of Moscow.
When an army loses its honor, what does it lose? It is the last chain on its body.
From their slander of Zoya as a mentally ill and a terrorist, and from the fact that Matrosov fell to the gun as a "coincidence", every Soviet man, you will not be innocent, and will pay the price for your stupidity today.
Popov finally found an uninhabited corner in the complex streets of Moscow. He curled up here, drinking chew after sip, just trying to put all this behind him.
What the Soviet Union and what Russia did have nothing to do with him.
Nothing to do with it.
There is no reason for him to fight for this country...
In fact, the coup that took place on August 19 had already revealed its final result by the afternoon of August 19.
Yazov cooperated with the map head to actively suppress the Soviet army, which led to the army being disappointed with the entire Soviet upper class. But on the other hand, Yeltsin vigorously won over the Soviet army in Russia, and was able to grant officials and make wishes.
On the afternoon of the 19th, Yeltsin finally obtained a decisive weight in this coup.
Grachev, a senior Soviet general who Yazov relied on to control Moscow, finally began to waver after the situation changed.
As the direct commander of the armored and airborne troops entering Moscow, Lieutenant General Glachev, the commander of the airborne troops, had already keenly sensed the change in the wind direction on the 19th. The weakness of the army was just an appearance, and in fact, the dullness and hesitation of Yazov and the State of Emergency Committee were the reasons why he made up his mind.
More than 70,000 people have gathered around the White House, and Yeltsin's security has been basically guaranteed. During this period, Yazov had countless opportunities to use the force in his hands, but neither he nor any of the eight-man commissioned people had the courage to make this decision.
At the same time, compared with Yeltsin's other line, a group of close friends who were still loyal to the map head also took action.
Centered on the KGB First Vice Chairman Yevgeny Primakov and former Minister of Internal Affairs Vajim Bakatin, a group of confidants and think tanks at the map head formed another action group. Arkadyvorsky, Vajim Medvedev and Veniamin Yalin and others jointly wrote a statement, revealing the true status of the map head to the outside world.
As a result, the entire National Emergency Committee was completely in an embarrassing situation where lies were exposed and intercepted.
On the evening of the 19th, with Primakov's efforts, General Yevgenyshaposhnikov, commander-in-chief of the Soviet Air Force, issued a crucial statement. He ordered the Air Force to "not use force to oppose the people", which led to the complete miscarriage of Yazov's order to transfer several airborne troops to Moscow with air force transport planes.
At this point, the entire National Emergency Commission has completely lost control of the military.
If Go Map and Yeltsin were the villains who pushed the Soviet Union into the fire pit, then the Eight-Man Committee was definitely not a hero who wanted to save the Soviet Union. These bureaucrats who did big things but cherished themselves and forgot their righteousness when they saw small profits were just trying to retain the little power in their hands, so they would make a last-ditch effort.
Yazov, the old military leader, is more like a pure soldier. The coup business is probably not as professional as some warlords in black Africa. From a post-event perspective, the only ones in the State of Emergency Committee are the real idea of saving the Soviet Union, namely the Minister of Internal Affairs Pugo and Soviet Marshal Akhromeyev...
In the evening, just after he let go of Yazov's call for the army to control the situation, Grachev dialed Yeltsin's dedicated line in the White House.
"Comrade Boris? Hello!" He said enthusiastically: "I have ordered the paratroopers battalion in front of the White House to be responsible to you, and they will carry out all your orders!"
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