Soviet Union 1991

The August 19 incident can be said to have given a shot of stimulant to the heads of government of Western countries. Those heads of government and presidents who were originally preparing for vacations have canceled their vacations and closely followed the Soviet Union's every move. Staff members kept shuttling between the president's office and the intelligence building, delivering first-hand news from Moscow.

At this time, everyone was extremely excited. They hoped to see the red empire that had oppressed them for more than 60 years quietly collapse in the coup, making this coup the last straw for the disintegration of the Soviet Union. These capitalists who regarded communism as a scourge were viciously cursing that all the top leaders of the Soviet Communist Party would be sent to the gallows.

Just when they thought Moscow was in a state of uncertainty, everything was quietly settling. Yanayev took control of the power of the Soviet Union's top leader, and Yeltsin and his supporters lost miserably in Moscow. The swinging fence-sitters have already moved closer to the Emergency Committee, but they were met with unanimous cold eyes from the top leaders. They may not know that there will be a bigger political purge waiting for these people in the future, and they can only leave their lives to fate.

The big bell in the Moscow clock tower struck eleven times heavily, and it was still the afternoon in the United States at sunset. In the Kennebomb Villa in Maine, an old man was sitting by the phone, anxiously waiting for the ringing, and his wife stood beside him, patted the old man on the shoulder and comforted him to relax.

The old man was in a bad mood. He was the current president of the United States, George Bush, and next to him was the first lady, Barbara. At this time, Bush was originally resting in the presidential vacation villa, but he was anxious all day because of the news of the Soviet Union's emergency coup.

Standing next to Bush was a bald old man, he was the US National Security Advisor, Brent Scowcroft. The news of the Soviet coup was passed to Bush, who was still on vacation, through him. At this time, he was also responsible for being the microphone between the intelligence department and the president, reporting the latest news to Bush.

"Brent, is there any latest data from the National Intelligence Council?" Bush asked with a frown. "According to the latest intelligence, it seems that the situation is developing in a direction we don't expect. Damn it!" "I'm sorry, Mr. President. The National Intelligence Council is currently analyzing all the reliable intelligence at present. I believe they will give you the best conclusion tonight." Brent said respectfully. "It seems that the intelligence department will have another sleepless night tonight." Bush laughed dryly and blurted out his inner thoughts. "I hope that the development of the situation in the Soviet Union will go in our direction. After all, we have spent so much effort to instigate Mikhail and make him a running dog of the Western free world. I don't want the efforts of the previous president and me to go to waste. Let the enemy that our country has been on guard against for decades fall in our hands, the joy is immeasurable." Bush called Gorbachev a running dog in this private occasion, which shows that he did not really care about this old friend. At most, he regarded him as a key chess piece for the decline of the Soviet Union. In fact, the West has never thought of dealing with a group of Siberian barbarians. Especially since they always oppress the West to the point of suffocation.

"Dear, everything will be fine." Barbara sat down and hugged Bush's head, saying softly. Bush just chuckled and didn't say anything. He was waiting for the final conclusion of the intelligence department, or Mikhail to call his villa in person.

Brent left the room and prepared to wait for the Intelligence Committee to call in front of the phone. Just as he reached the corridor, a panting intelligence officer suddenly appeared at the corner, waving a piece of white paper in his hand while running.

"Quick, give the President the results sent by the Intelligence Committee."

Before he finished speaking, Brent grabbed the paper, opened the door of the President's bedroom without knocking, and shouted excitedly without courtesy, "Mr. President, the latest conclusion from the Intelligence Committee."

But when he opened the door, he saw Bush picking up the phone on the bedside, frowning and staring at him, making a gesture to silence him. Then Bush said the historic greeting as if he was chatting with an old friend, "Thank God, Mikhail, is that you, my friend? Are you okay?"

However, the answer on the other end of the phone chilled George Bush's heart instantly. The person who picked up the phone was not Gorbachev, but Yanaev, the top leader of the State Emergency Committee from the Kremlin Office.

"I'm sorry, my friend George. President Gorbachev can no longer perform his presidential duties due to health reasons. From now on, I will take over all his duties. Oh, by the way, I almost forgot to introduce myself. I am Yanaev, the former vice president of the Soviet Union and the current top leader of the Communist Party of the Soviet Union."

"What have you done to Mikhail? He is a friend of us Americans." Bush held the microphone tightly and even used a small threat to warn Yanaev.

However, Bush forgot that Yanayev was not a person who would be easily bullied. He never bought into this and said with disdain, "I thought there were only interests between countries. I didn't expect that the Americans, who are always known for betraying their friends, would actually make friends with the country they think is the most evil." "Mikhail and I are good friends in private. It has nothing to do with you and the Soviet Union." Bush argued.

"Forget it, I don't care what your relationship is with Gorbachev, but there is one thing I want to remind you Americans." Yanayev's voice suddenly became serious, and he said coldly, "So Now please put away your disgusting, hypocritical democracy and liberalism. The Soviet Union is indeed facing huge difficulties, but it does not yet need to be fully Westernized to preserve its future. . You hypocritical vampires, do you really think that no one in the Kremlin can see through your tricks? Even children know that it must be a stupid thing for the enemy to praise what you have done. My husband is a fool, that’s why you call him your best friend. Indeed, for us, there is nothing worse than dismantling a huge empire with our own hands.”

Bush raised his head, just in time to look at Brent. He lowered his head and asked, "Then what do you want?"

"Nothing, I just want to tell you that the relationship between countries should sometimes be like businessmen doing business, only talking about interests, not ideology. When there are common interests, they should benefit each other, right? But what if The other side is trying every possible means to frame themselves. In addition to receiving guests with vodka, the Slavic people also have Kalashnikov rifles to treat their enemies.”

Yanayev told Bush cryptically that he did not want to continue a boring ideological confrontation, but if the United States continued its arrogant provocations, he would not mind turning the bipolar situation into an abyss of war.

"Well, if nothing else happens, President Bush should go to bed early. After all, you may not have had much sleep all day. Good night, my new friend." Yanayev hung up the phone before Bush finished speaking. Take a long breath. It feels so good to vent all the resentment in my heart.

On Bush's side, Brent and he looked at each other with expressions of confusion, and Brent still didn't understand what was going on. Bush directly explained to him, "The coup, the Emergency Committee won, and our friend Gorbachev lost. Now the Soviet Union has completely slipped into an abyss beyond our control. Brent, I want to call an emergency meeting." "

Brent was stunned and stood there as if he had been struck by lightning. Only then did he slowly look at the piece of paper in his hand and saw written on it the most concise summary of the Intelligence Agency, which exactly echoed the ending of the call.

The probability of success of the Emergency Committee's coup is 65%. The probability of failure is 45%.

Bush rubbed his face with his hands and said slowly, "It seems that we are about to face a Stalin-like opponent. This will definitely be another heavy disaster for the free world."

(The contract status was not changed yesterday, and it is estimated that it will be changed next Monday)