Soviet Union 1991

(First update)

Dracama, whose wounds were simply treated, was driven by several soldiers to Colonel Kozye. His face was pale due to excessive blood loss and he was forcefully pressed into a chair by the soldiers. As for his confidant Moraira But they were not so lucky. The corpses were thrown directly into the mass graves, waiting for the war to be cleaned up to destroy all evidence of crime. ●⌒

Colonel Cozyer held a cigar in his mouth and looked at the dejected leader of the resistance movement with schadenfreude. He threw a box of cigars in front of him and said, "Your Excellency, do you want to try cigars produced in Cuba? But we can negotiate." Before I introduce myself, I am Colonel Kozye, a Russian sent by the government.”

Just as Dracama was about to take the cigar on the table, he was startled by a series of gunshots that suddenly rang out behind him. When he turned around, he saw the captured militiamen standing in a row against the wall, and then he was struck by a look. The ordinary men shot and killed one by one, as if they were as ordinary as eating and drinking.

"This is not a glorious operation. We don't want to see anyone else alive except you. To be precise, we don't want anyone to know that you are alive. But I found this thing." Colonel Kozyer continued. He leaned back comfortably on the chair, took out a small black bag and threw it on the table. The diamonds in the bag were scattered, and the sunlight reflected the bright diamonds, making them shine.

"This is just part of it. I'm surprised that you actually collected so many blood diamonds. These diamonds not only paid for our operation, but also made my army a fortune. Thank you Draka Damn your generosity," Colonel Kozyer said hypocritically.

"Hmph, what are you going to do next? Kill me to seize the diamond mine, and then sign an agreement with the government forces? They are a group of despicable politicians, and they will always find ways to stumbling upon you." Drakama said with a sneer. , he generously picked up a cigar on the table, asked the soldier next to him to light it with a lighter, and then took a deep breath.

"The conditions proposed by the government are indeed that we can only get the mining rights after we kill you, but that's all." Colonel Kozyer changed the subject, looked at Dracama, and said slowly, "As you can see, we do We won’t kill you, but we will keep you alive to blackmail the government. In other words, if the government forces are unwilling to give up the mining rights, we will support the resistance movement.”

Kozier's frankness made Drakama a little stunned. He dropped his cigar and looked at Colonel Kozier with a strange look for a long time. He really couldn't believe that the enemy who massacred his army one second was the next. Just sitting at the negotiating table and telling him that he would support the opposition, he suddenly couldn't understand what Colonel Kozyer was thinking.

"Haha, aren't you called the Communist International? Why do you say that the previous President Machel advocated the establishment of scientific socialism and was also a member of your Communist camp. In the blink of an eye, he abandoned his allies, which made other socialists What does the country think of you?" Drakama said sarcastically, seemingly forgetting his own situation.

"I thought that the opposition leaders were all frogs in a well with little foresight, but His Excellency Drakama's insight was obviously beyond my expectation." Colonel Kozyer looked at the man with an expression of appreciation and admiration. Dracama's eyes became increasingly sinister and cold, as if staring at an animal that could be slaughtered at any time.

"Since we are talking about **'s allies, I have time to explain to you what these so-called allies are."

Colonel Kozye said in a calm tone, "We have spent a lot of money to build Siberia to produce oil, natural gas, aluminum and various other products. The cities built by the Soviet Union there have kindergartens and hospitals. People don't have to be afraid of freezing in winter. Dying in unheated rooms where women and animal skins are no longer sold, and now they are telling women to get out of this land.”

Every time Kozyer talks about a country, he pauses briefly to give the other person time to think. He glanced at Drakama's unchanged expression and continued talking to himself.

"We have spent a lot of money to build the three Baltic countries. Now there are farmlands and large power plants. The Baltic countries produce the best electronic products and high-quality cars, as well as famous perfumes. Yes, these are all done by us, But now those people are ungratefully turning to the Western countries that have only given them bad promises, and condemning us as shameless invaders.”

Kozye's sudden sentimentality was inappropriate. The Soviet Union worked hard to cultivate a group of independent allies, and in the end they all turned into white-eyed wolves who fell in love with the free world.

"We have spent a lot of money to build laboratories, radio stations, Baikon rocket launch centers, hospitals and stadiums in Central Asia. We have manufactured satellites and missiles to help people there develop agriculture and grow wheat and cotton, enough to satisfy the needs of the whole country. The needs of other areas. While they are enjoying the fruits of my labor, those oligarchs are telling us to get out of their land and put my construction into their own pockets selfishly.”

“We have spent a lot of financial resources to support the construction of Ukrainian heavy industry, manufacturing the world’s largest aircraft and ships, as well as tanks and cars. When they can enjoy the fruits of all my hard work, the Ukrainian government tells the Soviet troops to get out of them. land and condemn us as evil devils.”

“We once naively forged an Iron Curtain from the city of Szczecin on the Baltic Sea to the Adriatic city of Trieste, but it failed to stop internal alliances from fighting behind each other.”

While Colonel Kozyer was talking, he took out a revolver from his waist, loaded a bullet into it, then turned the wheel a few times and pointed it at Drakama's head. He said coldly Said, "We did raise white-eyed wolves back then, but later we figured out one thing. Only when our own country is strong enough to crush other powerful countries, will they be willing to surrender. This is better than what we created with a lot of money." Diplomatic relations are much more reliable.”

"So now we are not the eagle dogs of socialism, but the greedy blood-sucking Ivan. Don't think about using our interests to blackmail our company. Drakama, our boss behind the scenes is the leader of the Kremlin in Moscow. As long as he nods , let alone the resistance movement, the entire country of Mozambique can be wiped off the map in three minutes.”

Colonel Kozye put his finger on the trigger and said, "I will give you three chances to speak until your resistance movement gives us an answer that satisfies us. What will we give if we support you?" What kind of conditions?”

"Unconditional mining rights for metal minerals for five years." Drakama looked at the black muzzle of the gun, a thin layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He suddenly felt a little scared, because he didn't know who the person sitting across the table was from. He was joking, but he was still really crazy.

"Crack."

The firing pin hit the bullet nest, and Drakama screamed subconsciously, thinking that he was dead, but obviously there was no bullet in the bullet nest inside. Colonel Kozyer continued, "Russian Roulette is about heartbeats. Now you have two more chances. If we support you, what conditions will we give?"

"All minerals have unconditional mining rights for more than ten years." Drakama almost cried out with his eyes closed tightly. His back was already soaked with sweat. Maybe death is not terrible, but the terrible thing is to be killed. Fear plays with applause.

"Crack."

The firing pin hit the bullet nest again. Drakama almost collapsed and slumped down. He was raised up by two soldiers and sat up again. Colonel Kozier clicked his tongue and said, "I didn't expect that the leader of an organization could be like this." When you are afraid of death, this is your last chance. Tell me what else you can offer to impress me."

"The previous conditions plus the unconditional overseas garrison at the port." Drakama gasped. His fragile heart could not withstand such torment and might have a myocardial infarction at any time. When he said this, his voice was already weak. , coupled with the previous blood loss, the appearance of Colonel Kozye in front of him seemed to become blurry.

"That's pretty much it." Colonel Kozyer put away his pistol with satisfaction, moved closer to Dracama, spread out his clenched left hand, and dropped a bullet in front of him. Colonel Kozyer said, "Actually, there were no bullets in the hand just now, but thanks to His Excellency Drakama's generous help, we accepted the ten-year mineral mining rights and the Soviet Union's overseas military garrison opportunity."