USSR 1991

But these people forget that Lenin's line was seriously implemented in the Soviet years, the majority of the inhabitants of the Russian Soviet Federal Socialist Republic were Russians, and their situation was worse than that of Russians in other republics of the USSR, but Russia produced More material wealth than needed, and the excess wealth was used to improve the ethnic border areas. What Georgians enjoy now is the fruit of the Soviet labor back then.But now these people are like an ungrateful white-eyed wolf, wanting to completely expel the Russians from the land of Georgia.

The overwhelming reports deliberately misled the public opinion. Without news control, they found an opportunity to criticize the Soviet Union's policy. They climaxed. The media unscrupulously denied the current Soviet national policy. They even called Yanayev a heretic who protected the Soviet Union. Great power chauvinist, despicable tyrant, typical Soviet bureaucrat.And the people of Georgia seem to have forgotten that it is Belarus and Ukraine that are actually being violated.

So a very strange phenomenon was born. The Georgians who had nothing to do with this incident were even more excited than the Ukrainians and Belarusians. Under the careful instigation of those nationalists, a demonstration began to ferment.

At around 12 o'clock in the morning on December 13th, a group of young people began to gather in front of the central building of the Georgian Party. There were about 200 students from Tbilisi University, the main Georgian university. The slogan decided by the plenum expressed dissatisfaction with Yanayev's policies.

There are also several portraits of Yanayev in a fierce, cruel and distorted appearance, and the words below are added, "The brutal Russian tsar only dared to use repression in Moscow to maintain his rule." "This is Georgia, the Communist Party get out of our land!"

Slogans and slogans came and went. The student leader stood in front of the statue of Lenin and beat the bronze statue with a stick to show his dissatisfaction. Driven by the atmosphere of mass leaders, everyone was filled with righteous indignation, as if they had become persecutors of Soviet policies.

"Tear down the bronze statue of Lenin, which symbolizes the evil regime!" Someone in the crowd shouted, and was immediately echoed by others.They found ropes from other places, tied them around the neck of the bronze statue of Lenin, and then pulled them hard together.The symbol of communism, with its left arm outstretched, symbolizing the embrace of a bright future, was pulled to the ground by the concerted efforts of a group of ignorant people.The students climbed up the bronze statue and made various humiliating gestures towards it, triumphantly as if declaring that this was a great victory for democracy.

The loud bang when the bronze statue fell to the ground seemed to be the great communist practitioner's sigh of ignorance to future generations.

At around 10:25, the number of demonstrators had increased to more than 500. However, it was strange that the troops of the Ministry of the Interior did not come out to stop this march that was becoming more and more like a riot. There were not even policemen, maybe three The Tbilisi incident a few years ago gave them the idea of ​​​​throwing a mouse.

At this time, the figure of Georgian President Zvyad also appeared on the TV station. As the son of the old Gamsakhurdia, a classic writer of Georgian literature, he has won the halo of the victims of the democratic movement since 1988. After he served as the so-called President of Georgia, he was once rendered as the future savior of Georgia.

The cameraman gestured an OK gesture to Zviard, indicating that he could start to give a speech. Zwiard nodded, pointed at the camera, and assumed the posture of a natural politician to perform his speech. He first delivered statement, expressing support for the students' pursuit of democracy and freedom, and then changed the subject and began his speech against the Soviet Union.

"Dear fellow citizens, we should not remain in this union of communist empires called the USSR, after the First World War the Russian Empire collapsed, and after the Second World War the Communist Empire was shaken to its foundations, And after the third war, it will completely collapse, this empire will inevitably collapse, this will be the collapse of the last empire in the world, and mankind can breathe a sigh of relief."

"The Georgian Soviet Socialist Republic should not exist anymore. What exists is Georgia, which has restored its status as a sovereign state in history. He has been enslaved by the Russian nationalist empire. We demand that the Soviet Union, the Russian communist empire, be withdrawn immediately. After breaking away from the Soviet Union, the Russian Empire The army should be withdrawn from Georgia immediately and all his privileges in Georgia should be revoked, and UN troops should be in Georgia to ensure our safety at all times. Then, Georgia should join NATO as a military alliance. The United States is a symbol of peace, defense of human rights and democracy, An independent Georgia should follow the example of the American system and the direction of development. Your efforts will allow Georgians to have an independent and free country. This time is approaching. We should fight for it. The world opinion will support us, We can escape the Red Terror of the Empire."

"I hope that we will all unite and fight to the end for the liberation of Georgia!"

Zviard's shameless behavior of kneeling and licking the West was fully revealed in front of the TV, and what is surprising is that he can still accept the favor of the spotlight with his head held high like a proud big cock.

There is no doubt that this speech stimulated the excited student crowd, and they began to act more excessively - smashing the glass of the Central Building with stones and sharp objects, so that the Party Central Building could not carry out daily work, and the organs were paralyzed , the staff inside can only temporarily evacuate from the remote section of the back door.

They proudly declared their victory, just like the colorful clowns, they trampled on the achievements of the Soviet Union and destroyed everything in an orderly manner. , the fanatical and unconscious mind dragged Georgia into the abyss.

Now the Soviets face their toughest test ever in Georgia!

Chapter 77 Veterans Don't Die, They Just Wither

However, Zvyad's unscrupulous behavior of trampling on Soviet sovereignty also aroused the indignation of some true patriots. Although the Soviet Red Army who fought for the great ideal in the Great Patriotic War was old, they were pushed to I couldn't take it anymore when I saw the bronze statue of Lenin.They voluntarily took to the streets to denounce the shameless behavior of the separatist forces!Even in the face of menacing students making trouble, Corporal Ivauli, a Soviet veteran who lost an arm in the Battle of Stalingrad, was not afraid.

The grey-haired Corporal Iwauri stood opposite the group of students in military uniform with a serious expression.But there is no one around him, just as he was so fearless when he faced the iron heels of the Nazis in the snowy foxhole in 1942, the Red Star on his chest was shining in the sunlight.

"Stop it all, children, look what you are doing!" Corporal Ivauri sternly reprimanded, standing one step above him in front of the students who were marching, the more he was filled with righteous indignation, the more weak he seemed , the empty cuffs swaying in the wind, as if telling the distant comrades-in-arms and the pain of the past.

Corporal Iwauli had a vague illusion, as if he was standing on the battlefield of the Great Patriotic War again. After all the teammates around him died, he was the only one who pointed the Bobosha submachine gun at the invading Nazis. enemy.

"Old man, what are you doing, get the hell out of here." The leading student didn't care about him, how could a smelly old man over sixty years old threaten them.He raised his middle finger to Ivauri and said disdainfully, "A bad old man knows nothing, we are saving this country from the ravages of Soviet beasts, if you dare to oppose us, you are a traitor. "

"Traitor?" Hearing these words, Ivauri's veins bulged, and he could no longer restrain his inner indignation. He grabbed the empty sleeve on the other side with his right hand and walked straight to the man who was taller than him. In front of the students, he said angrily, "Have you seen this? When you were not born, I was going through fire and water for this country, dedicating my youth! I lost an arm in the war in 1942. Our generation used Blood is what bought you the stable life you have today, but you little kids who don’t know the heights of the heavens and the earth want to destroy everything your parents fought for!"

"You can call me a bad old man, you can call me a disabled waste, but you can't call me a traitor, I love this country!"

Ivauri's lips were trembling. At this moment, he thought of the battlefield filled with gunpowder decades ago, and the political commissar sitting with him chatted about the future during a short ceasefire.He asked the political commissar what his greatest wish was.The bookish political commissar who wore glasses answered him, "I hope that our younger generations will never experience such grief of war. They can grow up happily in a peaceful environment and become useful people to society. For such a bright future , I am willing to give my all."

Iwauri will always remember the yearning eyes of the young political commissar when he said this, bright as the North Star.He also remembered the look on the face of the political commissar who ran at the front when he was hit in the heart by an enemy bullet during the last charge.The words of the political commissar before his death still echoed in Ivauri’s ears. It was not the same theme of communism as wartime propaganda, but a sentence that was so simple that it couldn’t be more simple. After speaking, he closed his eyes forever with a smile .

"Political Commissar, you said it was for the children and for the future. But look at what these children are doing. They are ruining everything we have fought for." Iwauri wiped his red eyes with his hands, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly with.

The student leader was still baffled at first, why this bad old man suddenly stopped in front of him, and when his eyes caught the Red Star medal on the old man's chest, he suddenly realized that this guy was a former Soviet Red Army.Just as he was about to bypass him and move on, an idea suddenly popped up in his mind.

Since it is against the Soviet regime, why not attack this old guy?

He made a quiet gesture to the restless team behind, and the chattering and noisy team slowly quieted down. He turned around and said to the students behind him, "Be quiet, listen to me."

The student leader pointed to Iwauri in front of him with his left hand, and shouted, "Aren't we going to oppose the Soviet regime? Look, this old man in front of him is a lackey who is loyal to that brutal dictatorship party! A man who has been loyal to communism for decades Geng Geng's servants, students, are such lackeys, and they are the stumbling block that hinders the progress of our democracy in Georgia, we must not let this kind of person go, what should we do?"

"Down with this Soviet running dog!" The students behind shouted in unison, humiliating Iwauri with the most vicious words, regardless of the fact that the other party was a dying old man.

"Yes, down with the lackeys of the Soviet Union, long live the Democratic Front of Georgia!" the student leader repeated a slogan, just as a student next to him was holding a bottle of milk in his hand, he grabbed it and walked to Iwavuri.

"What do you want to do!" Ivauri stared at this man viciously. To be honest, he really wanted to slap him in the face, but the discipline that was always emphasized in the army was deeply imprinted in his heart. Wauri didn't attack this junior who didn't know the heights of the sky and the earth.

Without saying a word, he picked up the bottle of milk, raised it above Ivauri's head, and poured the whole glass of milk on him. The white milk slowly left along his hat, flowing through the hat and shining brightly. The bright red star flowed through the solemn and neat military uniform, his eyes muddy with old tears, and his disappointed and sad heart.

After pouring the milk, he held back the bottle and made a victory gesture to the people behind him, but when he turned his head around, he was punched head-on.Iwauri threw himself at the student leader at an angry lion. When everyone was screaming, the young and strong student pushed Iwauri back with all his might. The humiliated veteran never You can't be as young and powerful as you were when you slit the Nazi's throat.He was directly pushed to the ground by the student leader, and the medal on his chest also fell into the mud, covered with a layer of dust, which obscured the brilliance of the medal shining in the sun.

The student leader wiped the blood from his nostrils, walked over and stepped on Ivauri's chest, and said sarcastically, "Fuck you, get the hell out of here, is an old man still thinking of doing something? Look how many people are behind us, you are only one person. What qualifications dare to talk to us like this, lackey!"

Iwauri looked at him with unyielding eyes, and when he touched his chest and found that the medal was missing, he struggled to stand up and find the glory that once belonged to him.

The sharp-eyed student leader saw the fallen Red Star Medal. He stepped on it before Iwauri reached out to get it, and kicked hard into the black and smelly roadside ditch. The Red Star The medal fell into the pool along with the sludge.

"A running dog should behave like a running dog, don't always act like a superior person." He sneered, and beckoned the students behind to move on, don't pay attention to this person.

The student team continued to move forward. Some of the students passing by Iwauri shook their heads with sympathetic eyes, some of them walked past him indifferently, and responded with a sneer, while some vomited on Iwauri. A mouthful of phlegm.

Everyone has forgotten those years of war. The company to which the old man belonged sacrificed everything except him in order to defend their country. The blood and flags of those fathers were exchanged for ruin and humiliation.

"Company commander, political commissar, I'm really sorry for you." Ivauri touched his eyes with the back of his dirty hand, weeping uncontrollably, leaving black marks on his face, like those gray-faced young faces during the Great Patriotic War Same.Only this time he fell down and never stood up again.

And on this day, all the people who passed by the street saw an old man in a dirty military uniform sitting on the street, buried his head in his arms, and sobbed.

Chapter 78 The Conflict Continues

Not only Soviet veterans like Iwauri, but also many people who went to voluntarily stop the opposition demonstrations were abused and personally attacked, and some even suffered injuries.Feeling powerless groups turned their attention to Moscow, and for the first time they eagerly longed for the Soviet government to come out and uphold justice for them.

In South Ossetia and the places where Abkhazians gather, even more terrible things are still going on. Georgians instigated by ultra-nationalists gathered in Abkhazia. The so-called "beastiality", and then angry crowds began to gather, calling for cruel "revenge" against the Abkhazians, the mob reborn in the streets, beat and smashed along the way, and the houses of those Abkhazians were burned , women holding their children, standing in front of the burning house and crying heartbreakingly.

The police sent from the district police sub-bureau tried to stop the angry young people, but the rioters grew more and more, and finally reached about thousands of people.Thugs rushed east and west in the four suburbs, and the incidents of vandalism and looting continued to develop. The homes of South Ossetians and Abkhazians were robbed, and everyone was frightened. Molotov cocktails were thrown through the windows, setting fire to the house.

The Abkhaz authorities took emergency measures to evacuate some people into the building of the district party committee, sheltered hundreds of Abkhaz elderly, women, children and disabled people, and established a temporary shelter in the hall of the district party committee.The frenzied mobs were not satisfied with burning houses. The crowd launched a real attack on the building of the district party committee, demanding that all Abkhaz people be handed over. The first secretary of the district committee and the chairman of the district executive committee Kadyrov found out that When the district committee building was no longer possible, in order to delay the mob's attack, he voluntarily stood up and proposed to take himself as a hostage, trying to negotiate with the Georgians outside the door.

When the people around advised Kadyrov not to take this unworthy risk, he just turned his head and smiled at the old and weak women and children behind him, hoping to make them settle down. With a terrified face, he comforted them as calmly as possible, "I am a member of the Communist Party. When there is danger, I must walk in the forefront to ensure the safety of everyone present. Please believe me, the police and the army will definitely come to rescue you, don't Fear."

It takes courage to make such a choice among a group of leaders who are greedy for life and afraid of death, and he naturally knows what will happen if he falls into the hands of those people.The middle-aged Abkhaz man looked back at the person he wanted to protect for the last time, then raised his hands and walked towards the Georgian holding the torch outside the door without hesitation, shouting loudly in Georgian , "Don't be impulsive, I'm the first secretary of the district committee, and I'm here to negotiate with you."

Kadyrov's obvious identity didn't help him at all, and someone in the crowd shouted to burn the Georgian traitor to death.The angry thugs grabbed Kadyrov by the collar, pressed him to the ground, punched and kicked him.

"It's okay to hit me, but don't embarrass the old people and children inside." Kadyrov held his head and let them kick him hard, his weak pleading was overwhelmed by the slogans shouted by the crowd.

Kadyrov ended up being so humiliated that the crowd threatened to tear him apart before burning the Abkhaz inside to death.Kadyrov, with a bruised nose and a swollen face, still tried to persuade these people without hesitation, but what Kadyrov got in return was continuous punching and kicking, swollen eyes that couldn't be opened, and five knocked out teeth .

The riots are still going on, and those non-Georgians on the land of Georgia seem to have entered the coldest moment before dawn.

In an even more heinous crime, the young thugs stopped a car in which were four ethnic Abkhazians fleeing from the troubled village of Orazi, including a girl under the age of sixteen. The four were beaten up and the car was set on fire.A group of beasts abused the girl wantonly for several hours, and then dragged the four people who were dying of beatings to the field and tied them up. Because they were afraid of being identified later, they simply doused the four people with gasoline and brutally killed them. Individuals burned alive.

When Ryzhkov heard the news of the riot, he immediately put down what he was doing and was the first to volunteer to fly to the refugee area, even though it hadn't calmed down there yet.Since the Fergana incident in Uzbekistan, every time such a scene appeared, he was the first to appear on the front line of the disaster area. If the Soviet people had an impression, they would vaguely remember when the riot happened three years ago , "Oriental Pravda" headlined two photos, one of a smiling Gorbachev waving to the Germans from a balcony in the city of Bonn, and the other of Ryzhkov standing in Fergana In front of the burned houses of the Meshheti people, they were shocked by the tragic scene before them.

Ryzhkov was surrounded by women and children, and there was a poignant cry, and he arrived at the gate of the barracks of the refugee camp, where the Abkhaz committee was waiting to negotiate with him.