Chapter 454: 454 Assassination
February 22, Russia's Army Day, originally the Soviet Union was still celebrating the Red Army Day on February 23, but the Soviet Union collapsed and the Russian Federation was established, and the holiday was advanced by one day and became Army Day. The 1992 Russian Army Day was actually the first Army Day of the Russian army, especially when the Federation was facing major internal and external military challenges, and a grand celebration could show its prestige and build morale and confidence. At least that's what the Russians themselves think.
The great warlord Makashev, who controlled the Volga-Ural Military District, also held a grand celebration with Samara on this day, saying that he wanted to have fun with the soldiers, but his methods of buying people's hearts and minds were not clever and could only be disgusting.
The Volga-Ural Military District has a vast territory, even across Europe and Asia, and Samara, where Makashev is located, is on the banks of the Volga River and is a European city, while Yekaterinburg, another important station of the Military District, is a city in Asia beyond the Ural Pass. Although Makashev put a lot of effort into controlling his own turf, the results were not particularly good. Therefore, he did not hesitate to use all possible means to consolidate his position in the military zone. Only when the gun is tightened can he have the confidence to argue with Yeltsin and his gang.
It's just that he didn't expect that in his own city, a conspiracy against him was slowly approaching him.
In a small building next to the streets of Samara, Putin stood at the window and looked at the policemen and soldiers who were in charge of guarding in advance outside, and turned back and asked: "Nikolai, is everything done?" ”
Nikolai? Makarov knew that his boss rarely asked the same question a second time, but today he had asked it three times, indicating that under his cold and calm appearance, he was actually very nervous. After all, this kind of thing is very difficult, and it is a great achievement to do it, and of course it is likely to be shattered if it fails.
"Yes, chief, our men have mixed in with the army to maintain law and order, Sergei's side is ready, as soon as the shots are fired, they will attack the square, whether Makashev is stabbed to death or not, we will take the city." Nikolai said confidently.
Putin glanced at the young man in front of him who was actually very handsome, he actually lacked a character like an agent like himself in his bones, restless and passionate, he was born in the army, and he mixed very well, until now he still likes to wear camouflage, with a neat sea soul shirt inside.
During the Great Patriotic War, Margelov led the Baltic Fleet marines to bravely resist the Germans, and his strong and courageous style made the Germans fearful and impressed. Later, Margelov was transferred to the commander of the Airborne Forces, and he still brought the Sea Soul Shirt, and since then the Airborne Forces have also begun to wear the Sea Soul Shirt. Later, the sea soul shirt even became a symbol of the Soviet special forces, and it was believed that the Maozi soldiers wearing the sea soul shirt were the most elite.
Nikolai's sea soul shirt is certainly not worn in vain, this guy who likes to use his brain and is very smart has led some special operations many times, and he is better at rushing to the front and attacking with a group of enthusiastic soldiers than Putin's good strategizing. Putin does not know how Nikolai became a KGB and, ultimately, an employee of the Federal Security Service, but this does not prevent him from considering Nikolai a very useful subordinate.
"Is the gunman in place?" Putin asked again.
Nikolai didn't like Putin's use of the word gunner, but he only frowned slightly, and replied naturally: "Alexander is one of the best snipers in Alpha, I have fought side by side with him, although this bad boy likes to touch men's buttocks, but the shooting is not ambiguous, he can use the SVD to hit a bullet casing on the table at a distance of a thousand meters, and after the bullet casing is knocked away, he can still hit the target with another shot." ”
Putin had little interest in the private life of the gay sniper, and he simply said: "We are not shooting bullet casings on the table, but the commander of a military district who is heavily guarded, are you sure?" ”
Nikolai also put on a serious look and said: "Forget about others, Alexander's words, I am willing to use my reputation to guarantee him." Moreover, this sniper mission is actually not that difficult, the army is like a big sieve, we have penetrated very deeply, the people who do the security and clearance work are our people, Alexander can hide in the sniper point and shoot without pressure. And we have more than one plan, even if the long-range shot misses, we still have a bombardier! ”
Putin naturally knew that the plan was actually very thorough, because the plan for the assassination operation plus the mutiny operation was formulated by himself, and Nikolai was actually just an errand runner. Now that worrying is useless, Putin knows that all he can do is wait patiently.
Finally, Makashev came out of his official residence in a car. Upon arriving at the square at the event site, Makashev, surrounded by a large group of bodyguards, walked very proudly to the rostrum in a passage where the soldiers had stood.
In the attic of a church not far away, a cold light flashed in the eyes of Alexander, the Alpha Sniper, his observer had already helped him correct all the parameters, Alexander didn't take a deep breath, let alone bend his fingers or anything, he was like a leisurely and serious guy, doing what he thought was most comfortable and easy.
Without warning, there was a crisp gunshot. The square was full of noisy life, some people were cheering loudly, others were shouting bitterly, Makashev had a bad reputation and was not very liked, so most people booed him. The sound of the gun was drowned out by the sound of the gun, and Alexander did not use any silencing equipment, as that would affect his judgment of the weight of the gun and deviate from the trajectory of the ballistics.
"Hit!" Alexander was so confident that he didn't even have to look at the good shooter to know the result the moment he pulled the trigger.
However, the observer beside him said a little nervously: "Missed! ”
"It can't be!" Alexander immediately leaned down and watched the scene below in the scope, and found that the square had become chaotic with the shooting, and Makashev was not dead, and the large group of bodyguards surrounded him, and even if he wanted to shoot again, he could not find an angle.
Alexander saw a bodyguard lying in a pool of blood, his neck pierced by a bullet that grazed Makashev's arm and inflicted a minor wound on him, so Makashev looked extremely angry.
The marksman was puzzled, while Putin and Nikolai witnessed the whole process. The bodyguard who was killed didn't know what to do, and at the last moment, he actually pushed it, Makashev gave it a moment, and then he was hit by a bullet in the neck and died.
Nikolai immediately understood: "How is it possible? He didn't notice Alexander at all, but he subconsciously pushed Makashev away, could he not know the prophet? ”
Putin regretted that he did not kill Makashev just now, and he said: "I heard that some bodyguards have developed a kind of sixth sense of spirituality after a long time, and can be completely and inexplicably alert when danger comes, maybe this bodyguard is like this." ”
Nikolai clenched his fists, gritted his teeth and said hatefully: "It's not over yet! ”
It was indeed not over, the celebration did not search all the people who entered, including both local residents and soldiers, and several of them had several melon grenades in their coat pockets. Putin's planned actions do not take into account any collateral losses at all, so these melon grenades are actually fragmentation warheads, that is, so-called defensive grenades.
Just when the bodyguards were surrounding Makashev to send him back to the car, several grenades were thrown out, and now the bodyguards had no choice but to react, and the best way was to press Makashev down, but there were so many people, and the bodyguards surrounded him in the middle, it was impossible to do it.
The exploding grenade burst into a cloud of shrapnel that swept down a group of bodyguards in an instant, and even the tightly covered Makashev was seriously injured, but the actions of the bodyguards prevented him from dying on the spot.
Seeing this, Putin didn't worry, but showed a relieved smile, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly mockingly, "Do you think this is the end?" ”
Several soldiers who had been standing on both sides of the road to clear the way for Makashev suddenly raised their AK-47s and fired at Makashev, who was already half-dead.
No one expected that things would turn out like this, the square was already chaotic, the boiling voices made it impossible for the officers to order their soldiers in time, and some soldiers did not know what to do, and even dropped their weapons and fled with the people.
"When the time comes, let Sergei take his men into the city, first attack Makashev's official residence, there must be a lot of precious materials there, as well as officers' quarters, we must master those officers with prestige and command, and force them to surrender to us!" The smile on Putin's face is even stronger, if Makashev hadn't died, I'm afraid his mutiny would still be a little difficult, but now that Makashev is dead, the army is already scattered, just waiting for him to receive it.
It's just that Putin and Nikolai don't know that in the tunnel of Makashev's official residence, a guy who looks exactly like Makashev is in flames, shouting: "I know the Tao, I know that the Tao will be like this!" Do those shameless and sinister bastards think they can kill me so easily? And Sergei that idiot, thinking that I would be able to control the Volga-Urals if I died? Give me a telegram to the 34th Guards Division, I want the corpses of everyone up and down the 213th Division! Well, Comrade Leopold, you were sent by your mentor to help me, and this time I survived thanks to your help. ”
His skin looked unhealthy and fair, with white and soft curly hair, this Leopold was actually an albino, and he smiled and said: "Guards 34 Division?" They were still stationed in Yekaterinburg, and when they arrived in Samara, they did not know what good the traitors had done. The Special Combat Brigade is just outside the other end of the tunnel, Commander, you can let them take action to quell the rebellion, I think the deterrent effect will be much better than using the 34th Guards Division. ”
Makashev remembered the unit that Kirk had left for him, and immediately became excited, shouting: "Okay, good, good, let the Special Combat Brigade take action, I want those traitors to know how good we are!" ”