It is Kokang and Changchun

　(The scene switches back to the conversation between Afu and Zyuganov)

　"Let's put aside the Russian Communist Party for now. Work hard to grasp the mass movement and strive to seize the leadership of the mass movement.

　As for me, I also need to do a good job with the Leningrad Navy and be ready at all times."

　After saying this, Aurora wished the Russian comrades good luck and hung up the phone.

　……

　The large number of demonstrators heading towards the White House in Moscow met the 4th Guards Division, which had just entered the city and was preparing to march straight to the White House and the Kremlin.

　Because of Putin's previous emergency speech broadcast, when the demonstrators saw that these troops were coming from the west, they guessed that these must be the mutiny troops that Putin mentioned.

　So they immediately rushed forward to block their way, demanding a reasonable explanation for Putin's remarks and their behavior at the moment.

　Although the 4th Guards Armored Division used its previous plan to deal with the crowd, Putin's high prestige, especially his high prestige after the victory of the Russia-Ukraine War, made the demonstrators either not believe the 4th Guards Armored Division's claims at all or be skeptical.

　The demonstrators' blocking of the road objectively bought precious time for the Presidential Guard to deploy defenses in the Kremlin and Red Square, and to arrive in time and surround the White House.

　At the White House in Moscow, Kremlin guards and demonstrators surrounded the White House and confronted the Prime Minister's Guards who were defending inside and outside the White House.

　The commander of the Kremlin Guard conveyed Putin's order that Medvedev could be kept alive because he had once been his friend, but on the condition that he unconditionally lay down his arms and withdraw from the White House.

　Medvedev showed no disdain for this. He knew that the 4th Guards Division would arrive soon, and no matter how powerful the Kremlin Guards were, they could not face the attack of an armored division.

　Besides, for people like Medvedev, handing over their weapons would mean they are cleansed and waiting to be slaughtered by Putin, right?

　As a result, Medvedev took a very tough stance and would rather die than comply.

　After learning of Medvedev's attitude from the commander of the Guard, Putin said, "Cut off all the water, electricity, and mobile network signals at the White House. I want to see how tough this guy is!"

　In this way, the White House was cut off from the outside world by the Kremlin Guard.

　The 4th Guards Tank Division, which was still confronting the crowd, suddenly found that its connection with the White House was cut off. It felt that something was wrong and that something bad might have happened in the White House.

　The commander of the 4th Division immediately decided to fire warning shots to disperse the crowd, and then rush to the White House as quickly as possible.

　At this time, some people in the crowd began to shout communist slogans. As a staunch anti-communist, the division commander felt uneasy when he heard it.

　"I knew there was something fishy going on with these people! They're not ordinary people being misled, but a bunch of communist remnants, in cahoots with Putin!"

　Because of some of the division commander's personal experiences, his attitude towards communists was rather extreme and he was very tough.

　If the mass demonstrations were caused by differences within the bourgeoisie, it would be fine, but if they were demonstrations of a red nature, he would have absolutely zero tolerance.

　The commander of the 4th Division instantly changed his assessment of the masses in front of the army and decided to suppress the demonstrators with violence.

　"All tanks, shift gears and start! Drive straight ahead!" the division commander roared to the vanguard via the radio.

　"Sir! Please calm down! We can just take a detour. Why are you doing this?" The tank crews of the vanguard were puzzled and tried to dissuade him.

　"They are not ordinary people, they are a communist mob, remnants of the old times!"

　"Then we can disperse them, subdue them, or put them in prison. Do we have to be so cruel?" The crews of the vanguard troops expressed their concerns that their superiors' reaction was too extreme.

　The division commander roared, "If you're not cruel to the communists, they'll be cruel to democracy and freedom! I don't even want to waste my precious bullets on these beasts! Follow my orders! Run them over!"

　The crew of the vanguard troops were breathing rapidly and trembling all over. They didn't want to do such a thing to ordinary people, but they had to obey the military order.

　The T-72b3 tank at the head of the vanguard, under the mandatory order, the driver's trembling hands slowly grasped the gear lever, and his trembling feet reluctantly placed the clutch and accelerator.

　On the door...

　"I can't do it!" The driver looked at the crowd getting closer and closer to him through the observation window. He finally braked suddenly and turned sharply, and the entire tank stopped in a 120-degree drift posture.

　At this time, the rear of the tank was less than one meter away from the nearest crowd.

　"Captain!" the driver, on the verge of a mental breakdown, shouted.

　The heart-wrenching cries made the other two crew members who usually worked in the same kitchen feel unbearable. The driver also opposed the commander's overly bloody order and naturally understood the driver's feelings.

　The commander said nothing more, and with a gloomy look on his face, he cut off the communication channel where the division commander was yelling and asking what was going on. He pressed a button and the tank's automatic loader started working, stuffing a 3BM60 long-rod detachable penetrator into the barrel.

　He used his top-mounted sight to peer at the T-80UK command vehicle carrying the division commander. Suddenly, he erupted in a roar: "I joined the army to defend my country, not to mercilessly slaughter innocent people! Go to hell, you bastard!"

　The commander overrode the gunner's controls and locked onto the division commander's T-80UK, aiming the crosshairs at the right face of the turret at the base of the barrel.

　"Hey! Speak up! Why did you stop the car?!" The division commander angrily scolded the driver over the radio.

　A few seconds later, he discovered with horror that the turret of the tank he had been calling was slowly turning around, and the barrel of the gun became shorter and shorter in his field of vision as the turret turned...

　"What are you doing! Do you want to rebel?!" The division commander's T-80UK noticed this situation and immediately locked onto the T-72b3 that was about to point its gun at itself.

　However, it was too late. The division commander's T-80UK still needed to be reloaded. Even though the T-80's automatic loader was more efficient than the T-72, it was still too late.

　These few seconds were enough for the T-72b3 to turn its gun and open fire.

　In the T-72b3 of the vanguard, the image in the gun scope kept moving horizontally, and suddenly stopped when the crosshairs reached the right side of the root of the T-80UK gun barrel.

　"You scumbag, go to hell!" The commander pressed the main gun fire button without hesitation.

　Deafening artillery fire echoed throughout the streets. Driven by the explosion of high-energy propellant, slender fin-stabilized armor-piercing discarding sabot shells burst out from the 125mm smoothbore gun and flew at high speed towards the division commander's T-80UK.

　Chapter 200 Moscow Incident (2)

　Suddenly, a huge explosion sounded from the west and reached the ears of the presidential guards and the crowd surrounding the White House in Moscow.

　"What's going on?" The officers and soldiers of the Presidential Guard were alerted by the huge explosion coming from the west.

　"That sounds like artillery fire. Could it be a fight between friendly forces and the 4th Guards Division? But we don't have any troops in that direction? Or is it..."

　The front-line commander of the Presidential Guard had a bad feeling, so he decided to send a few scouts to find out what was going on.

　The commander of the presidential guard shouted into the intercom: "Reconnaissance Company!"

　"Here!" the reconnaissance company commander replied.

　The guard commander ordered: "Send a squad to the west to see what the artillery noise was!"

　"Yes!"

　In this way, the commander of the reconnaissance company selected a squad from one of his subordinate platoons to check in the direction of the suspected artillery sound.

　Just as the guard commander put down the walkie-talkie, the call from the Kremlin rang again.

　Putin asked on the phone: "What happened to that explosion in the west just now? Did you engage in a fight with the 4th Guards Division? Or did you storm the White House?"

　"None," the Guard commander explained truthfully. "We're still confronting and persuading the White House, trying to get Medvedev to surrender.

　As for the explosion just now, it didn't happen near the White House. We've already sent scouts to investigate, and we'll report any unusual activity to you immediately."

　The commander of the Guards said something that made Putin think. After a few seconds, Putin said:

　"You must be extremely careful and fully prepared for battle. You never know what the 4th Guards Division might be plotting. I also need to win over the currently wavering Taman Division. Also, what about Medvedev? Hasn't he surrendered yet?"

　"He still refuses to vote! This guy Medvedev firmly believes that the 4th Guards Division will come to the rescue!" The Guards commander was so angry that his teeth were itching.

　Putin's already tense expression took on a new layer of helplessness when he heard this. "Do we really have to fight the White House Guard and the 4th Guards Division?"

　"Then let's assume the worst-case scenario first, and quickly prepare for a two-front war! By the way, remember to look up at the sky later. If you see something good, just catch it." Putin hung up the phone and continued to work hard to win over the Taman Division.

　The Guard Commander frowned at Putin's last words and asked in confusion, "Good things in the sky? They should be airdrops of supplies, right?"

　Then the Guard commander did not think any further, but followed Putin's orders and prepared his troops to be attacked from both fronts and backs.

　"I hope the scouts can bring good news..." He prayed silently in his heart.

　Within minutes, the roar of a large jet could be heard in the sky.

　Then, the commander of the Presidential Guard saw umbrella flowers blooming right above his troops.

　He immediately picked up the telescope and looked at the boxes of different sizes hanging under the umbrella flowers, and then he smiled happily.

　"It's really an airdrop!" The commander of the guard felt relieved, but at the same time he felt a little unhappy.

　Satisfied.

　He looked at the sky around him, but there were only parachute flowers, but no transport plane. Even when he picked up the binoculars to search, he saw nothing.

　"Strange... It can't be a high-altitude airdrop, right?" The guard commander felt that this airdrop was a bit unconventional.

　"Oh, forget it. This is not my concern. Picking up the airdrop is the most important thing now."

　The commander of the guard thought that since Putin had said it in advance, there must be no problem with the airdrop, so he no longer paid attention to this unnecessary doubt.

　"Attention everyone, there are airdrops of supplies. All units, please check and count them promptly. Don't miss a single one!"

　At the same time, over the center of Moscow, a pitch-black "aircraft spirit" passed by at a low and medium altitude.

　Milia looked back at the supplies she had just dropped and stuck out her tongue. "These army boys must be wondering why there are only airdrops and no planes, right?"

　"Let them continue to wonder. My mission is complete. Now I can only hope that the weapons and ammunition in these supplies can help them!"

　Millia adjusted her flight path and returned to the military airport from which she had just taken off.

　"This oil paint is really ugly, just like that stupid bitch bird (referring to the Blackbird high-altitude reconnaissance aircraft) on the other side of the river. I'll wash it off quickly when I get back..." Millia said with disgust at the black oil paint that covered her body and aircraft equipment.

　At the beginning, in order to minimize visibility to the naked eye, Millia specially found a large tube of black tactical oil paint and smeared it all over her body before carrying out the mission.

　I may not like it, but how can a mission be determined by personal preference? I just wonder what the Blackbird high-altitude reconnaissance aircraft stored in the US military warehouse would think if they heard Miria's complaints.

　……

　After the airdrop landed, the Presidential Guard soldiers waiting below to receive it opened the supply boxes to check the supplies.

　"Great! These are all good stuff!" The stuff in the supply box gave everyone present a huge surprise.

　只见这些堆补给里，清一色各种反坦克武器，像什么常见的RPG-7V2啊、到105毫米口径的RPG-27重筒、再到9M133短号反坦克导弹、以及相应的弹药等应有尽有。

　After the soldiers at the supply boxes at each drop point counted the supplies and reported them, they loaded the supplies onto jeeps or trucks as quickly as possible and rushed back to the assembly point.

　"Hurry, hurry! This intersection is very important, set up the guns!"

　Before he finished speaking, a group of Presidential Guard soldiers were setting up a Kornet anti-tank missile launch platform next to the low wall of the green belt at the intersection.

　After setting up the platform, one of the soldiers picked up the Kornet missile tube and shouted, "Make way, make way! Loaded!"

　As he spoke, the soldier placed the barrel on the platform, then pushed the horizontal push-pull rod on the upper right side of the platform to fix the barrel on the platform.

　"Although the Cornet is a bit weaker than the TOW in many aspects, its biggest advantage is its relatively light weight and quick reload. I don't know what others think, but I like it."

　The soldier stroked the barrel of the Cornet missile and praised the Cornet's high maneuverability.

　But then he became somewhat depressed. "It's a shame that right here, such a powerful missile is not aimed at Western Europe and the United States, but at our own compatriots..."

　"Can we still call those people compatriots?" Another soldier disagreed. "They rebelled and led us to victory over the Ukrainian Nazis. How can we call them compatriots? That's just patriotism. They deserve to be beaten."

　The soldier fiddling with the missile said, "That's true, but I still hope the other side will stop and not make the same mistake again."

　"If this can happen, that would be the best, and everyone would be happy. If not, there's nothing we can do." Another soldier picked up the kettle and drank some strong tea to refresh himself.

　……

　"Sir, we have figured out the situation!" The team of scouts sent out earlier sent a message after a long time.

　"What do you mean?" the guard commander asked quickly.

　"We just encountered some civilians coming from that direction on the road. I asked around, and they said they were demonstrating in front of the army, but for some reason, the army started fighting among themselves. The tanks that were originally charging towards us suddenly drifted, turned around, and opened fire, destroying the tanks behind us.

　I wanted to ask for more details, but he said that he was scared away by the tanks firing and everyone was busy running, so who had the time to see so much?

　To verify whether what he said was true, I asked him for directions and asked him where he met the army. Then a group of us went to check according to the route pointed out by this citizen.

　After we crossed two streets, we saw what the citizen had said: a large number of tanks parked on the road, but many drivers seemed to have gotten out of their cars and were arguing about something.

　And I could see through the telescope that a group of soldiers were gathered next to a tank, and they seemed to be fighting something. Maybe there really was an internal conflict."

　Upon hearing this, the guard commander's eyes lit up. He nodded slowly and said, "Interesting... You did well, soldier. You discovered a very important piece of information."

　"Thank you for the compliment, sir. This is my job," the scout said modestly. "Excuse me, what is our next mission?"

　"Keep watching them and report anything unusual immediately."

　"Yes!"

　Contact with the reconnaissance team ended

　Afterwards, the Guard Commander immediately contacted Putin to report the situation of the 4th Guards Division.

　Putin suddenly realized the situation of the 4th Guards Division and felt that this was a good opportunity to recruit the 4th Guards Division and then force the Taman Division to side with him, making Medvedev completely desperate and forcing him out of the White House.

　So, Putin began a series of meticulous plans and arrangements, all aimed at pacifying the situation in Moscow at the lowest cost and as quickly as possible.