Chapter 325: A hasty curtain call

The first update

Regarding Steiner and Beishvili's evaluation, Woolsey once said to Defense Secretary Aspin that I would rather spend CIA funds on eating, drinking, and having fun for CIA employees for the benefit of the CIA staff than wasting a dollar on Steiner and Beishvili and a few other guys. In the CIA's view, these so-called pioneers of the Georgian independence movement are just like Syngman Rhee, who are rubbish who can't support the wall, and if he could, he would rather watch the Soviets shoot Steiner and Beishvili first, and then sit down calmly to discuss the future of Georgia.

So coupled with Shushkevich, an old fox who defected to the enemy at the beginning, the chances of the Georgian national faction wanting to win can be imagined. Immediately after leaving the Georgian conference building, Shushkevich sent this detailed information on the mutiny plan to the KGB intelligence department established in Georgia, and also to the actual controller of the Caucasus, General Rodionov, the head of the Caucasus Military District, in his personal name.

Shushkevich's hand was shown to Yanayev, to show him his loyalty regardless of his previous suspicions.

Although Rodionov was extremely disdainful of Shushkevich's character, he tolerated it again when he thought that there was still evidence of the Georgian party's betrayal.

"This group of people will choose to stage a coup d'Γ©tat this weekend, at a time when the vast majority of officers are resting." Shushkevich said that the plan for the mutiny was proposed by Moscow, and that Shushkevich was nothing more than a loyal executor.

"All the plans were arranged by me, and they would not have known that this seemingly seamless plan was actually laid down by Moscow. That guy from Beishvili is still waiting for me to go to Turkey and ask for help from those people. It's just a pity that they can't wait any longer. ”

After listening to Shushkevich's plan, Rodionov came up with an idea that put forward his own, "So can Comrade Shushkevich be able to control this group of people in a small area and arrest them." Because the order from Moscow is, not to miss one. ”

Shushkevich placed his finger in the center of the map, which was marked on the building of the Georgian parliament. "Our last chance to act," he said unhurriedly, "is the last night before the coup, and all of them will gather in the building to make their final preparations." It was also the best time for the KGB and the Ministry of Internal Affairs to carry out the arrests, and I think that none of the people who showed up in the Georgian parliament building at that point that night were innocent. ”

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Speaking of this, Shushkevich also raised his head and glanced at Rodionov with some provocation. As if he was proudly showing off his conspiracy plan.

Rodionov, who has the highest executive power in the Caucasus but rarely speaks at the entire conference, suddenly asked, "So Comrade Shushkevich is also innocent?" ”

Shushkevich was stunned for a moment, then laughed, looked at the other with a strange look, and said meaningfully, "I am nothing but a faithful dog in Moscow." ”

"Well, gentlemen, I wish you a pleasant hunt." Shushkevich stood up. Bringing his black felt hat, he didn't forget to taunt his old rival before leaving, "Don't mess up such a well-prepared hunt." After all, Moscow gives you only one chance. ”

So far, Shushkevich, the traitor who destroyed Georgia, has been able to appear as a loyal subject, in most cases thanks to his excellent acting skills, and as a slick politician, he was able to survive the turmoil of 1991, as well as the coup d'Γ©tat of 1994, which was destined to affect the political course of the entire Caucasus.

It was the last time the political clowns admired the Georgian moonlight, and Shushkevich stood in front of the glorious building with some regret. If it were still Gorba~Chov who ruled the country, and not Yanayev, who was comparable to Stalin. So what does the future hold for Georgia? Or what about the future of Belarus?

The Georgian parliament building was as quiet as ever, except for the footsteps of Shushkevich echoing above the stone steps.

Shushkevich's belated arrival made others unhappy that such an important meeting was still late. And Shushkevich just said slightly apologetically, "I'm sorry, there are still things to deploy before, so I came a step late." ”

"Is your business more important than this coup?" Steiner said with some dissatisfaction. He had arranged for the officers loyal to him to strike at midnight.

"Yes." Shushkevich nodded. "It's about the lives of all the comrades here."

Beishvili seemed to sense that something was wrong, and he said with some uneasiness, "No, Comrade Shushkevich, what about the troops of the Ministry of Internal Affairs that you promised to bring?" Aren't you prepared? ”

Beishvili said this. All eyes were on Shushkevich.

"No, they'll never come over. And all the undercover agents you deployed in the field army should have been arrested at this time. As soon as you walked on the front foot, the KGB men immediately intervened on the back foot, and you didn't even have a chance to resist. Shushkevich said with a smile, in a standard tone like an old Bourbon aristocrat who had succeeded in his conspiracy, "All the comrades here may not have a chance to realize the great dream of Georgian independence." ”

Vaguely aware of something, Steiner stood up, stared at Shushkevich with the devil's eyes, and said in a tone of disbelief, "Are you the traitor who betrayed us?" ”

"It's not that I betrayed you, it's that I didn't stand on the same side as you in the first place. Do you really think that I will give up the opportunity to climb further up the Kremlin or the White House and dream of Georgian independence with you? Can you give me the promise given to me by Moscow? ”

Shushkevich opened his hands, this old political fox who was in Belarus and caused a political storm in Georgia, looked at a group of pale parliamentarians with a smug face, Shushkevich pushed his glasses and said, "Enjoy the moonlight tonight, comrades, you may never see each other again." (To be continued.) )