The cold wind of the night at Cape Sarech makes you tighten your neck, and the beach where the wind blows most of the year, the never-ending whistling sound that seems to uproot the Foros villa, constantly lapping against the floor-to-ceiling window panes of the second-floor bedrooms. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info Yanayev sat on the edge of the bed, he didn't turn on the light, and looked out the window in a daze.

There were no less than double digits of guards guarding the corridors on the upper and lower floors of the villa, two KGB agents even outside the bedroom door, and a group of heavily armed KGB troops waiting in the open space under the balcony, from which Yanayev could not fly out even if he had wings. Since I can't fly out, I just stay here honestly and wait until the coup is over before going back.

He didn't care anyway.

In all fairness, if the previous Beslan hostage incident and the pacification of the Chechen rebellion were the test questions, then the solution of the coup crisis was Comrade Vladimir's graduation exam, and although he had already arranged a series of follow-up plans, there were some things that the future leaders of Moscow had to do. Only with a perfect solution to this crisis will Vladimir's prestige and status reach a truly unshakable level.

"I don't know how long this wind will hang, and if it goes according to plan, Moscow should now almost enter the final exciting drama."

A little spark ignited in the darkness, Yanayev lit the cigarette on the table, took a deep breath, swallowed the clouds, and said to himself, "Lukyanov, as well as Gnielalov in the living room, are just the problems of this test." They are not really a crisis, the crisis is always on the other side of the Atlantic, the Americans are still watching us, and Western Europe has never let go of the threat of confrontation. It was one of the few last moves I made, but for Vladimir it was just beginning. In another year or two, he will become a shining star in Soviet politics, a leader who will redirect the Soviet people forward. Become the true Emperor of the Spectrum. “

This coup d'état under his own control can be regarded as a graduation exam question given to the other party.

The bedroom door suddenly opened, and someone turned on the room light in the darkness. The bright light squinted Yanayev's eyes, and he saw Gneeralov standing in front of him, his face pale.

He finally came.

Yanayev leaned against the wall, his expression was indifferent, and he asked slowly, "What's wrong?" Comrade Gnielalov, look at you as if something terrible is happening? Let me guess if there is a major change on the side of Moscow, and the armored forces are massing in the direction of the city of Moscow? ”

Gnielalov was short of breath, he tried to stabilize his emotions, and said word by word, "The armored units of the Taman and Dzerzhinsky divisions are being transferred to the city of Moscow...... I believe that this is definitely not the work of the conservatives, General Secretary Yanayev, did you know from the beginning that we would choose to do it today? ”

"Let me teach you a lesson, Comrade Gnieralov."

Yanayev snuffed out the cigarette butt in the ashtray, turned his head to Comrade Gnieralov behind him, and said, "Never be fooled by superficial illusions, when you think that what you see is the truth, in fact it is just a shameless lie. Do you really think that I put the news of my April 2 move in a random office drawer and was found by Comrade Valery? An April Fool's joke can fool you all. You have such teammates as Comrade Lukyanov, and I am not at all surprised that the conservatives are wiped out. ”

"The call from the White House can't get in, so it must be the second manual you arranged?"

Cold sweat oozed from Gneeralov's forehead, and from the time he was busy until he received the news of the transfer of armored troops, he knew very well that there must be some ulterior secret going on behind this.

"Signal jamming, including cutting off telephone communications from the White House, is not a special tactic, it is just to prevent people who should not have fled from getting out."

Gnielarov took a few steps forward and stood in front of Yanayev, "Did you deliberately arrange to tear your face and meet each other in the Council of Ministers?" ”

"Yes, it's obvious that you're all out of your breath and fooled. Actually, if it had gone as planned, I would have had a bit of a headache because I didn't know your exact dates. It is you who betray you, and you are panicked and take your life. ”

Gnieralov clenched his fists, a bad premonition slowly welled up in his heart, General Secretary Yanayev was far from being easier than he imagined, he felt that he had fallen into a trap set by others, and he followed the bait without realizing it.

"Comrade Gnielalov, what you see is deliberately arranged by me in order to provoke your nervousness. Forcing you to take risks ahead of time, it seems that the plan has been very successful. Your desperate attempt to advance your well-planned actions has revealed holes that would have undone all your previous efforts. ”

Gnielarov's heart was half cold, and he continued to ask, "Did you know from the beginning that these were all scams?" So why should you get involved? ”

Yanayev raised his head and looked at the light overhead, and he said slowly, "Why?" To catch you all, of course. I've never cared about the pieces on the table, no matter how many I can take. The only thing I care about is the characters who hide in the shadows and never act, and these are the big troubles. I could hold them down while I was still in the position of General Secretary of the Soviets, and when I abdicated, in case Comrade Vladimir could not hold them down, the outcome could be a repetition of the events of 1991. ”

"So you're painstakingly setting up a game just to lure everyone out?"

Gnielalov's face was as dead as ashes, he finally really saw the methods of the other side, a scheming and wise man in the face of the savage and ignorant Slavs, thought and knowledge are his spear and shield.

I can't calculate it, I can't calculate it at all. In the past, when he stood next to the general secretary, he laughed at the stupidity of Washington, but now it seems that they are even more miserable than Washington's situation.

"Draw out everyone, take everyone down, purge them from the party. I've never been a big fan of advocating bottom-line struggles, and when it comes to critical issues, the people who kick out can never come back, and there is no two-year reprieve, and there is nothing that can be used as a gold medal to avoid death. If a member of the CPSU commits a crime, he must also be punished by the law. People who think this is a gold medal for avoiding death must know one thing, if the general secretary wants him to die, he will have to die! ”

Yanayev's last words frightened Gnielalov, and no one could stop the general secretary who wanted to kill.

Fortunately, Yanayev is now unarmed, and fortunately, he has blocked the Foros villa.

He was a prisoner of his own, and no matter how well he used his tricks, it didn't help now. Gnielalov was in control of the absolute situation, and in order to humiliate the general secretary's negligence, he asked the last question.

"The last question, and one that I have never understood, General Secretary Yanaev, why did you automatically and consciously fall into this trap? Even if Lukyanov fails, I will be able to escape away from Moscow. Down the Crimea is Turkey, and there are other Eastern European countries, you can't catch me at all! ”

This is his ridicule of the general secretary, and no matter how thoughtful the other party is, he still can't escape the end of being calculated.

But Yanayev gave the exact opposite of what he expected.

"Why are you so sure I've stepped into your trap? The one who walked into the trap was not me, it was you, Comrade Gnielalov. Do you really think that these three KGB agents are loyal to you? You never suspected that everything around me was arranged by me? I arranged these people from the beginning, and you just borrowed them. ”

"You think you're the warden of this prison? I'm sorry, but I am. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the closed door of the bedroom was kicked open, and Gnielarov stood up in a panic and saw his own mobilized KGB troops walking towards him.

Yanayev slowly straightened the wrinkles on his suit, stood up and stretched, this scene has been played for too long, it should be over.

He opened his mouth and said calmly, "Comrade Gnielalov, you have been arrested. (To be continued.) )