Chapter 201 Moscow Incident (3)

 The scouts sent by the Guards have been keeping an eye on the movements of the 4th Guards Division and reporting its real-time situation to the Guards commander.

 "Tsk tsk... A group of officers stood on the tanks, seemingly summoning the soldiers who had left the vehicles. It seemed as if they were making some sort of call..."

 In a hidden place, he was holding a telescope and watching the 4th Guards Division.

 A soldier in the reconnaissance squad also noticed this situation and said worriedly, "Deputy Squad Leader, are they regrouping after their internal conflict and preparing to discuss a plan to deal with us and the President?"

 The deputy squad leader frowned as he watched and said, "It doesn't look like it... Anyway, I've never seen any army making combat deployments like they were giving a speech and loudly plotting."

 "XXX, come here." The squad leader called out the name of a soldier in his squad. "Go over there and take a look around to see what they're talking about. Be careful not to get discovered."

 "Yes!" The soldier who took over the task from the squad leader left the team, observed the surroundings, and quietly approached the 4th Guards Division.

 ……

 In the White House, the Kremlin Guards are still confronting the White House Guards. Putin and Medvedev, the two political partners who once worked closely together, have now become political enemies.

 The Guard Commander is now in the command vehicle, communicating with Medvedev and the White House Guard via radio.

 At first, loud speakers and subwoofers were used to blast the enemy, but as time entered the second half of the night, in order not to disturb the people who were still resting at home, they switched to using radio to persuade the enemy to surrender.

 "Medvedev, stop resisting! There are still many people around here who want to know the truth. If the two sides exchange fire, there is a high possibility of accidental casualties. I don't think you want to see such an outcome, do you?"

 Medvedev responded: "Bullshit, I tell you, when Putin starts to show his true colors, we have nothing to talk about!

 Facts have proven that now is the world of freedom and democracy, the world of capitalism. If socialism can really bring happiness, why are there only four socialist countries left today?

 Of the world's 200-plus countries and regions, only four remain stubbornly trapped in the pit of socialism, refusing to climb out and open their eyes to the world! A 200:4 ratio—doesn't this prove that capitalism is the ultimate system for human society?!

 The captain of the guard was infuriated by Medvedev’s reactionary posturing: “Bullshit! It’s because of you filthy and despicable European and American lackeys that you have torn apart that great country and alliance, dividing up the flesh and blood and sucking the marrow out of the bones.

 Let me tell you, because of Yeltsin’s self-vaunted shock therapy, my father couldn’t afford heart disease medication, let alone hospital stay, and he passed away with hatred in his heart!

 Do you know how much the price of my father's medicine went up after Yeltsin's reforms? 3000 rubles! That's just the medicine; even a loaf of bread cost 500 rubles. (P.S.: In early 1992, the monthly pension for Russian workers was 900 rubles.)

 500 rubles for a loaf of bread, can you imagine?! Of course, I know that 500 rubles for a loaf of bread is nothing to you, the spokesmen for the oligarchs.

 If Yeltsin hadn't just come to power and his political foundation wasn't stable enough, I know you. If you were standing firm, as long as it didn't affect the profits of the oligarchs represented by him, you wouldn't care even if the price of bread rose to 50 rubles!

 And my mother, a medic in the Red Army, fought from Rzhev to Berlin during the Great Patriotic War, driving the Nazis out of Russia. And guess how she died?! In the winter of 1991, she was verbally abused and brutally beaten on the street by those brainwashed Europeans and Americans. She died from her injuries!

 After the captain of the guard said so much, his eyes were filled with tears and his voice became a little sobbing. He was in pain and his face was twisted into a ball.

 Next, the captain of the guard revealed the predicament Russia faced in various aspects of economy, politics, and people's livelihood after the collapse of the Soviet Union, as well as many social facts that made the revolutionary martyrs die with regret.

 Medvedev stuttered a little... He whispered: "Yes, I admit that shock therapy was wrong, but did Russia get better later? This does not prove that capitalism is wrong!"

 "The situation was fundamentally reversed after President Putin came to power..." said the captain of the guard.

 "That's right, it's a human problem, not a capitalist problem. Didn't Putin and I put Russia in order?" Medvedev found room for maneuver and argued.

 The captain of the guard changed the subject, exposing Medvedev's clichés. "But Russia can change for the better, right? Until now, hasn't capitalism been the only thing holding Russia back?"

 The Russian economy has been on a downward trend in recent years, but President Putin is still President Putin. Doesn't this prove that the obstacle is the capitalist system?

 Since President Putin is determined to tackle this tough issue, then as a descendant of heroes and martyrs, a victim of shock therapy, and the supreme commander of the Presidential Guard, I have no reason not to protect the president's reforms!

 I once swore an oath that I would crush people like you for my country and my people! I am standing here talking to you because the president is willing to spare your life!

 Seeing the Guard commander's resolute attitude, Medvedev shook his head and said, "There's nothing I can do. You and I may really be irreconcilable on this issue. But don't think I'm going to leave the White House because of this."

 "I want to see how a mechanized infantry unit like you can fight an armored division? Just the supplies you just airdropped?"

 The guard commander was unable to refute Medvedev's words for a moment, and his fierce eyes were fixed on the White House building in the distance.

 "Sir, there's a call from the front-line reconnaissance squad!" At this time, a man who looked like an operator came to the guard commander with a field telephone.

 The guard commander answered the phone. "Hello, this is the temporary headquarters... Oh? Really? Well... well... This is a really unexpected surprise."

 The guard commander put down the phone, his face relaxed a lot. He raised the microphone to talk to Medvedev again and said, "Medvedev, I have news for you."

 "what?"

 "The 4th Close Tank Division that you've been thinking about so much, they probably won't come to rescue you." The guard commander kept the other in suspense.

 Medvedev hesitated for a moment and asked curiously, "What? What do you mean?"

 "To be precise, they surrendered. They won't work for you anymore, old thief!" The guard commander shouted the answer.

 "This is impossible! Are you lying to lure me out of the building?!" Medvedev felt it was a trick.

 "What? You don't believe it? Well, there's a power outage and internet connection over there," the guard commander called to the communications soldier next to him and tried to find a way to connect the on-site video.

 A few minutes later, the guard commander said to Medvedev: "We have received the video. If you are worried, how about sending someone you trust to take a look at us? I promise not to arrest them.

 What I can tell you right now is that your extremely anti-communist division commander has been beaten to a pulp by the revolt of the Fourth Division soldiers. Now some soldiers have tied up some of the extreme officers and are pledging their allegiance to the president.

 Medvedev thought it over again and again, discussed it with his staff, and said, "You restore our power and communications, and we will contact the 4th Division ourselves."

 To show sincerity, the Guard commander restored water, electricity and internet to the White House after seeking Putin's consent.

 Medvedev immediately used the communication equipment that had restored power supply to quickly verify the status of the 4th Guards Division.

 (PS: Medvedev and the 4th Division's communication equipment was a battery-free radio connected directly to a wire. The radio used to communicate with the Presidential Guard also had batteries, and was delivered by the Presidential Guard to the White House Guard as a gesture of good faith.)

 "Hello! Is this the 4th Guards Division? What's going on over there?" Medvedev was extremely anxious.

 "Cyka blyat!" A gentle Russian curse came directly from the communication.

 "Medvedev, you idiot, go have fun by yourself. We, the 4th Guards Division, will not accompany you! You know that division commander? He actually wanted us to use tanks to crush civilians!"

 Now Putin has come here, putting aside past grudges. Not only didn't he scold us, he even offered us condolences. You said you'd obey your orders, but where are you now, Mr. Prime Minister?

 I absolutely don't believe that the man who led us to defeat Una is a traitor. Even if President Putin wants to implement socialism, it's for the future of Russia. After all, our heyday was when the red flag flew high!

 Before Medvedev could reply, the 4th Guards Division hung up the phone.

 Medvedev was full of questions. The power was only cut off for three hours, so how could the Fourth Division's position change so drastically?

 Although Medvedev didn't understand, what was certain now was that Putin's people outside the White House were not lying.

 "Where is the Taman Division? We still have the Taman Division!" Medvedev suddenly remembered this "heroic unit" that was the first to rebel when the Soviet Union collapsed.

 Until last night, before the military coup in Moscow, the Taman Division still had a large number of Yeltsin-affiliated officers in it.

 Medvedev, holding on to his last hope, sent a message to the Taman Division.

 "Mr. Prime Minister! We are surrounded by Putin's troops in the suburbs of Moscow! There is no way we can reach you now!

 I called you hundreds of times just now, but you didn’t answer. It’s so nice to hear your voice now…” Commander Taman was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan.

 Upon hearing the news that the Taman Division was surrounded, Medvedev finally understood why none of Putin's Guards Divisions entered the city, and only a small number (compared to the division's organization) of Presidential Guards were in the city - they all went to encircle and intercept the Taman Division.

 Medvedev sat stiffly aside, the microphone in his hand slipped to the ground, completely ignoring the "hello" sounds that continued to come out of the microphone. He stared at the communication equipment in front of him, his eyes losing their focus, at a loss.

 “Why…why…why?!”

 ……

 At 4:39 a.m. Moscow time, Medvedev took the initiative to lead the officials in the White House and the Prime Minister's Guard in the White House compound to the outside of the White House.

 The presidential guard surrendered.

 Putin did not expect that the end of this incident would be even shorter than that of August 819, and not just by a day or half a day.

 Before escorting Medvedev to the Federal Security Service, Putin came to see him for the last time.

 "My old friend, I thought you had some backbone and could hold out for two or three days, but I didn't expect you to surrender so soon..." Putin sighed as he looked at Medvedev's embarrassed appearance.

 "Why... did you do this?" Medvedev asked weakly.

 Putin's weathered and resolute face was like a thorn in Medvedev's eyes, stinging his eyes.

 He slowly replied: "For Mother Russia, for the Russian people."

 Putin then waved his hand. "Take him away and place him under quarantine!"

 "Yes!"

 After saying that, the two agents took the handcuffed Medvedev into a black jeep and drove away.

 Chapter 202: Chat between Two Travelers

 Since coming to this world, Eve has conducted literature research and observational research on all aspects of the world's major countries, including the ship girls of each major country.

 Because she said the wrong thing when she first took the initiative to meet Changchun and was mistakenly reported by Changchun as 50w (see Chapter 102 for details), Eve did not choose to take the initiative to observe the ship girls like she did in the previous world.

 Instead, he chose to hide his figure and quietly watch them as a bystander in the place where the ship girls lived and worked, observing them passively.

 As research continues to deepen, it is found that there are still subtle differences between the history of this world and the previous world.

 For example, in Eve's previous world, the riots caused by the refugee crisis were about to backfire on the entire western Europe.

 In this world, although there is also a refugee crisis and it has caused a lot of negative impacts, it is far less serious than in the previous world.

 Germany is still Germany, and it did not nearly become "Germanstan"; France is still France, and there were no large-scale riots organized by refugees that swept across the country.

 However, in both worlds, the rise of right-wing populism in Europe remains the same due to the refugee issue.

 Compared with Europe, the differences between the two worlds in Japan are even greater.

 "Compared to the two worlds... Japan has the biggest variables..." Eve said as she searched for information about Japan in her mind.

 Xi, the little follower beside him, shrugged. "Japan in the last century was quite pitiful, second only to China. They had a large fleet in history, but only a few warship spirits. The rest of the Japanese warship spirits are all in the Deep Sea Faction..."

 What made Japan feel even more uncomfortable was that these ships that once belonged to them were ruthlessly attacking their homeland under the command of the deep sea... It was a bit like a flood flushing out the Dragon King Temple.

 Not only that, Japan was eventually occupied by the Deep Sea, becoming a springboard for the Deep Sea to attack the Korean Peninsula and Northeast China.

 Eve recalled the information she had gathered about Japan in the world before hers and said, "Yes, in the Japan of the world before hers, those extreme right-wing elements thought they could rise again. But when the American warship spirit arrived, their illusions were instantly shattered."

 Then she showed a puzzled look and searched for information about Japan in this world again.

 "In this dimension, Japan possesses a terrifying number of ship spirits. The number of ship spirits in Japan alone accounts for 5% of the world's total.

 I originally thought that the Japanese ship spirits in this dimension would definitely go back to their old bloody and dirty ways; but the current situation surprised me.

 These Japanese warship spirits weren't the remnants of a bygone era, unreflected and even eager to return, as I'd initially assumed. The reality was quite the opposite. Not only were there no lunatics worse than beasts among them, but there were actually quite a few anti-war, left-wing, and left-wing warship spirits, some even on the left.

 Even the aviation corps that still dreamed of the "Greater East Asia Co-Prosperity Sphere" were very opposed to the burning, killing, looting and biological and chemical experiments that were prevalent during the war.

 While idealizing reality is beautiful and welcome, the thoughts of the Japanese warship spirits in this plane... do not conform to our sociological theoretical model. Their thoughts, combined with their past identities and experiences, are simply too contradictory.

 Eve fell into deep thought about this collective brain-buttock separation phenomenon.

 Xi scratched his head and said, "It's not a contradiction, is it? Otherwise, how do you explain Guderian? Morally, he is truly the shining light of the Axis generals."

 "Guderian is the only one like this in the entire German III. The problem is that almost all Japanese ship spirits in this world have similar thoughts." Eve disagreed with Xi's explanation.

 "This..." Xi was stunned.

 Eve suddenly thought of something and continued, "Speaking of which, it's not just the Japanese ship spirits. The ship spirits of other major nations are generally more open-minded and progressive than those of the previous plane. Don't you feel that?"

 "Oh, right..." Xi recalled the past and said, "In terms of universality, in the previous world, only the Soviet and Chinese ship spirits had relatively progressive ideas.

 Most of the other ship spirits are still open to discussion, and some are even simply reversing the trend. For example, the British ship spirit is obsessed with the fantasy of the colonial empire era, and Hood, who is discussing Hong Kong sovereignty with Chinese officials on Chinese soil.

 To be honest, Aunt Hood in this dimension is much cuter, purely in the literal sense.

 Although Aunt Hood initially held some remnants of colonialist ideas, she wasn't like the Hood of the previous dimension, a stubborn but treacherous person. At least this Hood gradually discarded her colonialist ideas through continuous learning.

 The Hood in this dimension at least dares to deny himself, to face his past dark history, and feels guilt and shame. What about the other one? He's not ashamed, but proud.

 Eve nodded. She was also impressed by the sharp contrast between the two dimensions of Hood.

 Eve disagreed with Xi's opinion and continued, "Not only that, I've also noticed that the ship spirits in this plane are not only highly progressive, but also generally have a strong foundation in liberal arts or science, regardless of the type of ship.

 The ship spirits in the previous plane, such as small ships like destroyer submarines, are all grassroots thugs who only understand some simple principles and are almost not at the level of theorists.

 The ship spirits of this dimension, even the destroyers, are no ordinary beasts. Take, for example, Japan's Hibiki, who single-handedly carries the red flag among Japanese shipgirls. Then there's Germany's Z23, whose philosophy is truly remarkable, as well as China's Anshan, Changchun, and Taiyuan.

 If this is put on the previous plane, the destroyers I just listed can, with a little more effort, take on the leadership of battleships like the Tirpitz and Richelieu in the plane before that..."

 Xi asked, "So, I'm curious, why do the ship spirits here generally have ideas that don't conform to our sociological theoretical models?"

 "After thinking about it, there's probably only one possibility..." Eve looked up at the sky and said, "I guess it's because the cosmic consciousness here... likes to take the left path when playing strategy games."

 Looking at Eve who started mumbling incomprehensible words again, Xi sighed.

 Eve was silent for a moment, then spoke, "But... the only shortcoming of the ship spirits here is their combat effectiveness. The combat effectiveness of the ship spirits here is completely incomparable to that of the previous world."

 If we take the ship spirits and deep sea ships of the previous world as a reference, whether it is the nuclear aviation enterprise or the Moscow guided-cruiser ship spirit, if they confront the light cruiser-level ship spirits or deep-sea ships over there, they will only be beaten with hammers.

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