Soviet Union 1991

First update

The composition of the Chechen army is indeed very complex. The troops defending Grozny include security forces, internal affairs troops, presidential guards and Islamic guards, as well as regular troops and mercenary teams, so the troops who appeared in the jungle outside Kadyrov's villa The figures were also a bit mixed, including regular troops holding AK74s and wearing white flower camouflage, and mercenary troops holding Uzi submachine guns and wearing blue and white striped sportswear.

The movement in the jungle startled the jackdaws on the trees, flapping their wings and screaming. The gloomy clouds blocked the sun, and an ominous atmosphere enveloped the land.

The snow began to melt, and the boots of the soldiers who attacked Kadyrov made a squeaking sound on the muddy ground. Everyone walked carefully, fearing that they would be alerted by Kadyrov's guards around the villa.

The sniper hiding on the cliff twisted the scale of the scope to make the figure of the sentry more clear on the scope. If he aimed the lens at the jungle, he would find that the entire jungle was densely packed with human figures. It was more than enough to deal with a few guards in the villa.

Dudayev prepared a full company for this arrest operation. He knew that Kadyrov did not arrange too many soldiers in his residence, so he dared to gather a company of people and carry out a blatant assassination.

"Sniper, kill the sentry upstairs." The team's commander gave the order to the sniper through the walkie-talkie.

The sniper who had already aimed at the target pulled the trigger. After a gunshot, the two guards standing on the roof were thrown straight down. Then the sniper contentedly aimed at the next panicked target.

Just when he was about to pull the trigger. A gunshot rang out from the cliff opposite. Before Dudayev's sniper could react, a bloody hole was penetrated through his head. He was shot directly to death in the grass.

"What's going on? Sniper, sniper?" The commander's tone on the intercom was a little anxious. He didn't know that the sniper had fallen into the grass forever, and the blood that oozed out dyed the withered yellow weeds red.

"Damn, it seems something is wrong." The commander-in-chief gritted his teeth. He didn't know whether to withdraw the operation directly or report the emergency to Dudayev, dozens of kilometers away. Just when he was hesitating, a huge explosion startled him. He quickly walked out of the camp and raised his binoculars to look into the jungle where the explosion came from. He saw a thick smoke rising and noisy shouts coming from the intercom.

"Answer me, what's going on?" The commander-in-chief wanted to kill someone, but something went wrong when he was about to succeed. He might really face the risk of being shot by Dudayev when he returned.

Fortunately, someone replied to him on the walkie-talkie at this time. Although the voice was a bit hoarse and mixed with noise, the commander-in-chief gradually heard clearly what the person was saying, "Commander. We were ambushed. There is remote sensing in the jungle." Mines! Someone is setting off a mine!"

The commander-in-chief has not replied yet. Another explosion rang out in the jungle, severing contact. Then he raised his head and saw an incredible scene. The successive explosions seemed to turn the small jungle into a war zone covered by artillery fire. There were bodies shattered by remote sensing mines everywhere. Before he could even take two steps, A landmine explosion broke his leg. The blood stained the tree trunks and soil red. The soldiers who fell on the ground were helplessly struggling, and more unfortunate ones were directly turned into pieces that could not be put back together.

Little Kadyrov was contentedly admiring this masterpiece in the villa. Knowing that the strength of the troops was very different, he cleverly laid out anti-infantry mine arrays. One every ten square meters was placed, which was enough to eliminate the soldiers who entered the forest area. Back.

"Presumably in today's spring, this coniferous forest will grow even more lush, with fertile black soil soaked in blood." Little Kadyrov looked at the courtyard through the gap in the curtains, where the guards were busy setting up mortars. , the artillery shells obtained from Western military aid are just used to deal with these extremist sects.

When the mines ran out, the mortars came in handy. They put shells into the mortar barrel, and then with a bang, the shells flew into the jungle. The remaining survivors were just thankful that they were not dead, and then they were bombarded by mortars again. As a result, the jungle completely turned into a hell of artillery fire. Countless people rushed to evacuate backwards, but the mortars struck from far to near.

After a round of artillery fire, only a few people escaped from the forest of death. Some people fell to the ground in agony because the artillery fire took away part of their bodies and could no longer move forward, and more poor people It turned into corpses and rotted on this land.

"Damn it, retreat, retreat." Just as the commander turned around, he saw that several people behind him had been controlled by an assault team at some point, and they were all forced to hand over their firearms. A tall man put a gun directly against his forehead and said coldly, "If you don't want to die, don't move."

The commander who was about to flee was also directly controlled by the surprise attack of Kadyrov's troops. Dudayev's plan to encircle Kadyrov completely failed. At this time, the commander's communication equipment sounded. It turned out to be Dudayev asking how things were going. The man winked at the commander, who picked up the walkie-talkie and replied that everything was normal.

"Let me go. Dudayev ordered me to do this. He is the mastermind behind it. If you are willing to let me go, I can stand up and testify for you. I swear to Allah." The cunning commander In order to save his life, he quickly confessed and rescued Dudayev.

The man looked around at the people being controlled and said to him, "Would it be okay even if they were all torn off?"

"It doesn't matter, it really doesn't matter." The commander nodded vigorously. For his own safety, he did not hesitate to push all those people into the fire pit.

"Okay, you are very honest." The man waved to the people around him, and everyone fired at the same time, collectively executing these military personnel. Kadyrov's order was that no one else was needed except the commander. , and these soldiers carried out Kadyrov's orders cold-bloodedly.

After the operation, the commander was taken to Kadyrov Jr.'s villa, where he would further interrogate the commander. There were shocking corpses and blood all along the way in the jungle. Soldiers were wandering nearby, arresting those militants who could still breathe, and then lined them up in a row, executing them all with bullets. There were also people beside them. I took a DVD to record these scenes specifically.

After confirming that there were no weapons hidden on his body, the commander was taken into the living room, where he met little Kadyrov waiting for him with his legs crossed on the sofa. There was video equipment next to him. Obviously, he was waiting for him later. Every move was recorded by little Kadyrov.

"I have no interest in knowing your name, and I don't want to know who you are. Tell me everything you know, and I won't kill you." Little Kadyrov didn't bother to talk nonsense and said straight to the point. At the same time, what he wanted to express was also very clear. If he was vague somewhere, a bullet would be waiting for him.

"I said, I said." Seeing that there was hope of survival, the frightened commander said everything, "It was Dudayev and those Wahhabis who instructed us to come and assassinate, oh no , those who arrested Kadyrov were ordered by them, we were just performing our mission! Please let me go."

"Why do you want to arrest my father?" Kadyrov asked. This is the most critical question.

"I don't know. I'm just a chess piece. How can I know about these high-level affairs?" The commander shook his head in panic. The less he knew about the inside stories of these high-level officials, the better.

"Well, since you don't know, I won't force you." Kadyrov clapped his hands and signaled his subordinates to let the commander go. He handed the video in one of the DVDs to the commander and patted him. "Please give this video to Dudayev and say it is a gift from my father," he said over his shoulder.

The commander's face was ashen and he almost collapsed on the ground. Kadyrov grabbed his shoulders, came to him and said coldly, "Don't worry, I will send someone to accompany you back. If you dare to escape halfway, I will definitely I won’t let you live, do you understand?”

The commander nodded with a sad face. The consequences of his return were obvious. He didn't expect that each of these senior officials were more vicious than the last, and they were simply murderous demons! (To be continued.)