The Kyoto Bubble Era: Starting from the Sale of Hundreds of Millions of Properties

Chapter 458 Attack!Assassination!

January 1991, 8, 10:9 p.m.

Moskva River.

A small fishing boat went down the gurgling river. The fisherman sitting in the bow shook the oars and stood upright. He was tall and had a resolute face, and he looked completely different from those old fishermen who had experienced many hardships.

The fisherman's name is Silayev, who is the deputy mayor of Moscow in charge of engineering and government affairs, and one of President Yeltkin's cronies.

He shook the oars and looked expressionlessly at the presidential palace not far from the other side of the river.

Since yesterday, Silayev's work has been transferred from the government office to this seemingly ordinary small fishing boat. There are several fully armed special soldiers standing inside and outside the boat. They are the most elite soldiers and have participated in many Thrilling war, after retiring from the army, he joined the guard of the mansion and was responsible for Ye Lijin's personal safety.

Here, they are all Yelijin's most trusted subordinates.

Vladimir sat with Yeltin in the fishing boat, his face equally serious.

Yesterday, without any assassination, they drifted on the Moskva River all day.

If nothing happened today, Yeltkin's patience would probably be worn out, and tomorrow might be the deadline.

Vladimir clenched his fists and prayed secretly in his heart, hoping that Sosuke Kitahara's source of information was reliable, otherwise his status in Yelikin's mind would inevitably decline rapidly.

Another half hour passed, and he glanced at the watch on his wrist. It was already 09:30, and the office buildings of the government office began to turn off the lights one by one.

Overtime hours passed, and the employees went 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 was Vladimir, he would definitely choose this time to carry out the assassination.

Yelijin on the side drank tea softly, and it was not clear from his expression what he was thinking about.

"Your Mightiness."

"Boom!"

A violent explosion sounded like thunder.

Vladimir's hand holding the teacup paused, and he almost lost his grip.

The small fishing boat also became wobbly due to the sudden violent wind.

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Strong men in camouflage uniforms held submachine guns and surrounded the two of them.

Standing outside, Silayev supported himself with his oars. He was not swept by the storm. He turned his head to look at the source of the explosion. The first explosion came from the street not far away, and it was still some distance away 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 sounded suddenly, and before the roaring cars approached the explosion site, there was another louder roar.

This time, the explosion point was closer, several cars were thrown into the air at once, the shattered glass scattered in all directions, and the shouts of pedestrians and cries for help spread.

The scene was chaotic.

Then, a bigger and more violent explosion sounded loudly!

This time, it was the Moscow government hall building that was blown up!

The tens of meters high building exploded with a bang, and instantly turned into scattered dust. The people who hadn't had time to leave were turned into flying ash along with the explosion. Fly, or swallow directly.

The government hall was bombed.

Now, Silayev couldn't hold back any longer.

That's where he works. At this time, if he works a little overtime, I'm afraid he will be gone.

Silayev would not believe that such a big deal could be done in downtown Moscow without the assistance of the KGB.

Does the security bureau eat shit?
Fortunately, it was the government office, and it did not affect the presidential palace not far away.

But soon, Silayev was slapped in the face.

He and Vladimir who rushed out saw some people taking the opportunity to rush towards the presidential palace in the chaos, because their eyeliners were placed around, and some armed forces were on guard against possible assassination actions. Those people didn't get too close, so they Was ambushed.

Gunfights, gunpowder, bombs.
All kinds of shouts can be heard endlessly.

At this time, the Moskva River is quiet and silent, and in the windless summer, everything is so peaceful and gentle.

But both Vladimir and Silayev were in extremely bad and heavy moods.

What Kitahara Sosuke said is 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 also strong. If they did not leave early, there is a high probability that they will not be able to keep His Excellency Yelikin.

The two looked at it for a while, and immediately asked the soldiers to row the boat and stay away from this place of right and wrong.

When Vladimir got back to the cabin, he saw Yelikin with a very bad face.

Now, he was really angry.

Struggles are struggles, and radicals, at least, have never thought of fighting conservatives on homeland.

After all, we are still citizens of the same country, for the same interests, and are brothers, it's just a question of who will be the first to run the family.

Yeltin never imagined that the conservatives would unite with the KGB against him.

If you kill yourself, you will be able to influence Gorbachev's will smoothly in the future, and the conservative family will not be a problem at all.

However, the consequences of doing so are also huge. It's just that a few explosions like this have affected how many people have been affected.

Don't they worry about this at all?

Yelijin took a deep breath, and he had already made clear the other party's intentions.

There is also a decision in my heart.

"Regardless of whether things will succeed or not, once the explosion sounds, we will no longer be able to coexist peacefully." Yelijin said with emotion, his eyes gradually becoming sharper, "They are going to fight us to the death."

"Yes, Your Excellency, what the conservatives did this time." Vladimir felt a big stone fall in his heart, as long as the action happened, Kitahara Sosuke's words were feasible, and the follow-up would be their world.

As for the three requests he made, Vladimir felt that they were not worth mentioning compared with the current major events.

"Actually, my source of information on this matter comes from Mr. Aman's Japanese friend." Vladimir added in a timely manner.

A flash of surprise flashed in Ye Lijin's eyes.

Aman Friedman, that newly minted Alpha Group.

He did mention the Japanese thing at that meeting, but Yeltin didn't take it seriously. Now that Vladimir mentioned it again, he paid attention to it.

"The Japanese, did you say anything else?"

"There is no new news for the time being, I will always pay attention to you."

Vladimir knew that now was not the time to mention cooperation, as long as Yelijin had an impression of Kitahara Sosuke, there would naturally be a lot of cooperation opportunities after the matter subsided.

Yelijin nodded, and didn't say anything else, but went outside with him, looking at the blazing and chaotic neighborhood across the river.

(End of this chapter)