A small fishing boat went down the gurgling river. The fisherman sitting on the bow shook the oar and stood upright. He was tall and had a resolute face. He looked completely different from those weathered old fishermen.
The fisherman's name was Sirayev, he was the deputy mayor in charge of engineering affairs in Moscow and one of President Yelikin's cronies.
He shook the oar and looked expressionlessly at the presidential palace not far away on the other side of the river.
Since yesterday, Sirayev's work has been transferred from the government office to this seemingly ordinary small fishing boat. There are several fully armed special forces standing inside and outside the boat. They are the most elite soldiers and have participated in many
After the thrilling war, he joined the mansion guard after he was discharged from the army, responsible for Yelkin's personal safety.
Here are Yelkin's most trusted subordinates.
Vladimir sat with Yelkin in the fishing boat, looking equally serious.
Yesterday, there was no assassination attempt, and they just drifted on the Moskva River all day long.
If something doesn't happen today, Yelkin's patience will probably be worn away a lot, and tomorrow may be the deadline.
Vladimir clenched his fists and secretly prayed in his heart, hoping that Kitahara Sosuke's source of information was reliable, otherwise his status in Yelkin's mind would inevitably decline rapidly.
Another half hour passed, and he glanced at the watch on his wrist. It was already half past nine, and the lights in the government office building began to be turned off one after another. The employees walked out of the building one after another, and the lights in the brightly lit Presidential Palace were also turned off.
After overtime, employees go home one after another. This is the time when everyone is most relaxed, and it is also the time when it is easiest to create chaos and escape.
If it were Vladimir, he would definitely choose this time to carry out the assassination operation.
Yelikin on the side was drinking tea softly, and it was not clear from his expression what he was thinking.
"Your Mightiness......"
"Boom!"
A violent explosion sounded like thunder.
Vladimir's hand holding the tea cup paused, and he almost lost his grip.
The small fishing boat also became unstable due to the sudden violent air current.
Hua la la la——
Strong men in camouflage uniforms holding submachine guns surrounded the two people.
Silayev, who was standing outside, used a paddle to support himself and was not swept away by the storm. He suddenly turned his head to look at the source of the explosion. The first explosion came from the street not far away, still some distance from the government hall and the presidential palace.
It is very rare for an explosion to occur in Moscow.
After a while, sirens and sirens suddenly sounded, and before the roaring car came close to the explosion site, there was another loud roar.
This time the explosion was closer, knocking off several cars at once, scattering broken glass, and the shouts of pedestrians for help spread.
The scene was chaotic.
Then, a bigger and more violent explosion sounded!
This time, it was the Moscow Government Building that was blown open!
The building tens of meters high exploded with a bang, instantly turning into scattered dust. People who had not yet had time to leave were turned into ashes along with the explosion. Employees in suits and ties screamed and ran away, and then were blown away by the heat wave.
Fly, or be swallowed directly.
The government office was bombed.
At this time, Silayev could no longer hold back.
That's where his office is. If he works a little overtime at this time, I'm afraid there will be no people around.
Silaev would never believe that such a big move could be done in downtown Moscow without the assistance of the KGB.
Is the Security Bureau a loser?
Fortunately, it was a government office and did not affect the presidential palace not far away.
But soon, Silayev was slapped in the face.
He and Vladimir who rushed out saw someone taking the opportunity to rush towards the presidential palace in the chaos. Because their spies were stationed around and some armed forces were on alert for possible assassinations, those people did not get too close.
Was ambushed.
Gunfights, gunpowder, bombs...
All kinds of shouts could be heard.
At this time, the Moskva River is silent, and on a windless summer day, everything is so peaceful and gentle.
But both Vladimir and Silayev were in extremely bad and heavy moods.
Kitahara Sosuke's words are correct. Someone has indeed formulated an assassination operation against His Excellency Yelikin. The plan is detailed, the personnel are sufficient, and the weapons and firepower are very strong. If they had not left in advance, there is a high probability that they would not be able to save His Excellency Yelikin.
The two watched for a while and immediately asked the soldiers to row away from this place of right and wrong.
When Vladimir got back into the cabin, he saw Yelkin with a very bad expression.
This time, he was really angry.
Struggle is a struggle, and the radicals at least never thought of fighting with the conservatives on the country.
After all, we are still citizens of the same country, working for the same interests, and are brothers. It is just a question of who will take charge first.
Yelkin never thought that conservatives would unite with the KGB to deal with him.
If you kill yourself, you can smoothly control Gorbachev's will in the future. It is not a problem for the conservatives to dominate.
But the consequences of doing so are also huge. Just a few explosions like this will affect how many people are affected.
Don't they care about this at all?
Yelkin took a deep breath. He had already made clear the other party's intention.
I also made a decision in my heart.
"No matter whether things will succeed or not, once the explosion sounds, we will no longer be able to coexist peacefully." Yelikin sighed with emotion, his eyes gradually becoming sharper, "They are determined to fight us to the death."
"Yes, Your Excellency, what the conservatives did this time..." A big stone fell in Vladimir's heart. As long as the action happened, Kitahara Sosuke's words will work, and their world will follow.
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As for the three demands he made, Vladimir felt that they were not worth mentioning compared with the major events at the moment.
"Actually, my source of information about this matter comes from Mr. Aman's Japanese friend." Vladimir added in a timely manner.
A trace of surprise flashed in Yelkin's eyes.
Armand Friedman, the newly emerged Alpha Group.
He did mention the Japanese issue at that meeting, but Yelkin did not take it seriously. Now that Vladimir mentioned it again, he took it seriously.
"Did the Japanese say anything else?"
"There is no new news at the moment, I will always pay attention to you."
Vladimir knew that now was not the time to mention cooperation. All he had to do was let Yelkin have an impression of Kitahara Sosuke. Then when things calmed down, there would naturally be plenty of opportunities for cooperation.
Yelikin nodded and said nothing more. Instead, he went outside with him and looked at the flames and chaos on the other side of the river.