Chapter 547 The Caucasus (1)!
In July 2014, Armenia, a small country in the core area of the Caucasus.◎,
The three-party joint meeting initiated by the Asian Communist Party has been held for three days. Three representatives of the GD faction divided by the original Asian Communist Party sat together and sprayed saliva for three days. If nothing unexpected happens, this so-called reintegration plan will harvest another failure. Just like countless meetings over the years, they cannot achieve any constructive results except saliva, wine bottles, and garbage such as peels and cores.
The Asian Communist Party developed from the Soviet Communist Party after the collapse of the former Soviet Union. It was able to form a group in the early days. After 1999, due to power struggles and political struggles, as well as the deterioration of the external environment, it was successively classified into three different parties. It was the Asian Communist Party, which claimed to have inherited the Soviet Socialist Republic and Communist Party established in 1920, and the Asian Union Communist Party, which was called the "constructive opposition" of the authorities, and the Asian Communist Party.
Some of the original people simply jumped out to form an Armenian Democratic Party, which was a different approach and opened a base.
But no matter which branch it is, from the day of reconstruction to the present for more than 20 years, it has basically made no achievements in the Armenian political territory. It has never obtained more than 5% of the seats in the parliament. In recent years, it has simply become increasingly lacking in presence.
It is not without the opportunity for rise and revitalization of the Asian Communist Party. In 2008, the financial crisis swept the world and spread across the Eurasian continent. The liberal trends in various countries were ruthlessly satirized. The democratic beacons that have been praising for more than ten years have fully exposed their shortcomings and essence. Therefore, these countries that were first instigated by the United States to successfully carry out color revolutions have caused a wave of communism revival.
But four or five years later, this trend of favored by many people failed to make any progress and collapsed thousands of miles. Georgia in the north was the most advantageous to the counterattack. During the eight years of Saakashvili's rule, Jiang Ge had tortured from a large party of 83,000, which was only three thousand scattered soldiers and brave soldiers, which was as angry as a scattered spring.
The Asian Communist Party is not much better, but it is better because the country is located in a special geographical location. On the west is Turkey. On the east, there is a territorial dispute with Azerbaijan, a country in ysl, and on the south, it borders Iran. It has been constantly conflicting and has suffered long-term blockades, and its economy is backward and slow development.
However, because of this, Armenia has no operational value, so it has not been valued too much by the United States. It is like Georgia to be regarded as a Caucasian democratic beacon and a role model for freedom. The vast majority of people in the country are extremely intoxicated and proud of this "great achievement", but they completely ignore that their living conditions have not improved at all, but the benefits brought by economic growth have been divided by oligarchs and politicians. "As rich, democratic, and modern lifestyle as the West" did not come with the divestment of the socialist system in the former Soviet Union as scheduled. On the contrary, what the people are facing is the deterioration of the country's economic conditions and life is even more difficult.
Armenia is less affected by the liberal trend, and its citizens have not been washed away and become brainless as "as long as democracy and freedom, no milk and bread", which provides a rare soil for the survival of the Asian Communist Party.
But even so, the Asian Communist Party is now only about 13,000 people, and it is still divided into this virtue.
In the past twenty years, the Asian Communist Party has tried to integrate into one more than once, but all failed. The reason is not complicated. One is that the theories they pursue are outdated and backward. Or the rigid system of the former Soviet Union has been smeared and demonized by Western propaganda. Even to the point where the people of the Caucasus countries immediately became vigilant when they heard the word communist dang. What can they use to make people believe you and support you? Second, all party members have made no achievements in the national economic construction and cannot prove that the so-called superiority they promote is true and feasible. Third, the whole party is full of poverty and does not have enough funds to support elections and war activities.
These three chronic diseases cannot be cured, and it is impossible for the Asian Communist Party to come to power. They are still good and not bad. The Soviet Communist Party’s methods of holding meetings, firing and quarreling are all high, and they are having a lot of fun in the fight, which consumes a lot of energy that was originally not much.
If this continues, it will definitely take less than a few years. Even without external pressure, the disappearance of the Asian Communist Party will be an inevitable result.
This time, the three parties gathered together to quarrel and quarrel, and took turns to go on stage to express long and boring big talk, clichés, and nonsense. The people below slowly drank wine and ate fruits. When they were annoyed, they went out for a walk and smoked a cigarette. When they were tired, they hugged their arms and lay comfortably in the chair. It was so comfortable.
Old man Nikolayev also attended the meeting. He was one of the elders of the Asian Communist Party. Although he was not usually visible and leaking, everyone knew that this old guy had a strong foundation. Not to mention anything else, he raised the funds for this meeting, and no matter what, he could not miss his seat.
Of course, it is also admirable that the Russians never reach out to get involved in the front seats and do not compete with them for decision-making power for party affairs. This style of spending money but not speaking should continue.
However, Nikolayev's performance today is different from before. In the past, he always had a large stainless steel thermos in his hand, filled with red vodka, and took a sip from time to time, closing his eyes and drooping his curtains as if he was sleeping - this was what he looked like when he attended a meeting in a few times.
But today, he changed to a stainless steel flat wine pot, which was at least three quarters smaller in terms of weight. Then, from the first second of the meeting, he sat upright in his seat, except for the rest and when he left during the meal, he didn't see any distracted moments in the entire agenda. Although he occasionally raised the wine pot and took a bite, he stared at his old eyes most of the time and listened expressionlessly, not just outlining a few strokes on the small notebook.
This scene is too abnormal and people who speak on the rostrum cannot see it, so they must pay more attention to it. Fortunately, they are familiar with clichés and quarrels, and they don’t have to use their brains at all. Even if they are distracted, they will not say a word wrong.
"What's wrong with this old guy? He looks very profound and doesn't understand."
Politicians are extremely sensitive in their hearts. The leaders and backbones of the three parties are in agreement. They all need to go this way in their minds and send people out to inquire after they go back to see if there are any unknown changes.
As a result, it seems to be the same as usual and there is nothing to worry about.
Seeing that the meeting was about to end, most of the party members below had already started to pack up and prepare to scatter the stalls. Some of the most outrageous ones even began to whisper and whisper to discuss where to hold a cocktail party to celebrate tonight. The party conference was successfully concluded, so no more decent activity was allowed to commemorate? Anyway, there was still money left, so instead of keeping it for those guys in the front row to embezzle and waste it, it would be better to spend it all, and only by sharing the rain and dew, can the superiority of socialism be reflected!
The top was talking big, and the bottom was talking small, buzzing like an oversized hornet's nest.
Nikolayev's eyebrows were twisted into a lump. He paused with the wine pot in the air, slowly lowered it, and finally slammed heavily on the table.
The representatives who spoke on the rostrum and the people around were shocked and gathered their eyes, wondering in surprise that this old guy was going crazy! Everyone was talking carefully, what noise did you make for inexplicable noise to disrupt the meeting order?!
As everyone watched, the old Russian stood up slowly. After straightening his body, which seemed very unpresent, it showed a grand momentum that had never been seen before. The two turbid eyes released a cold light that was afraid to look at. Wherever they passed, they were sensation of various sarcasm and dissatisfaction, and a sharp and solemn aura spread out from him as the center, and soon the huge venue was silent!
At this time, many people suddenly remembered that the old man Nikolayev was not only a veteran of the Asian Communist Party, but also an underground king who came from a powerful department of the former Soviet Communist Party and controlled a large number of forces in Eurasia and West Asia! Whether in Europe or the Caucasus, there are illegal organizations and businesses built by this old guy, and his subordinates can use thousands of powers!
Over the years, he has existed as a fund provider and party property manager of the Asian Communist Party. He has not been involved in the struggle for rights within the party. But no one can underestimate his existence, and no one can replace him.
It’s not that no one is jealous of the wealth he has mastered and trying to challenge his status, but without exception, it all evaporated from the world.
Today, the old guy wants to talk! Who dares to stop him?
Many young party members who don’t understand the inside story all stared at each other! It was as if they had discovered a new world. For the first time, they knew that there was such a special existence in their organizational system! There was no need to say a word or a sentence, just such a most ordinary move to stand up, and just a look around, which could force the old party politicians who had been noisy for several days to shut up!
What an interesting thing this is! Could it be that he is a big man who exists like a mafia-the godfather of the party?! It's so interesting!
Well, young people nowadays grow up watching European and American blockbusters. Isn’t the leaders in their minds just people with this temperament? The old gangsters on the stage and in the front row can’t see any lethality and prestige except talking nonsense, which is boring and disgusting.
I didn’t expect that a golden dragon fish would pop up from the smelly and eroded cesspool. Now there is a good show!
Hundreds of representatives in the venue had their own ulterior motives, staring at the Russians slowly turning out, and walked up to the rostrum step by step. Although the representative who was interrupted was full of anger, his heart was beating wildly by the boiling momentum. He didn't dare to spit out half of the words of reprimand, so he could only smile and asked: "Comrade Nikolayev, do you have any opinions to express? I will end here soon, you can."
He didn't notice at all that from the moment the old guy stood up, no one of the people who presided over the conference and the party leaders below said to stop or ask. What he said was completely unnecessary!
The old Russian glanced up and down with disgust, groaned in his nostrils, and turned around, spread his two thick arms on the table, leaning down with a barrel-like waist, aimed at the microphone, and shouted in a muffled voice: "Are you guys doing enough nonsense?"
In the speakers around the venue, the heavy words that seemed to be emitted from the subwoofer were buzzing, which made everyone's heads feel as if they were beaten hard. All selfish thoughts were immediately blown to pieces and scattered!
The party politicians on the front row and on the rostrum were stunned! They were all shocked and excited by the word "nonsense" in the Russian words!
The three-party joint meeting, what a solemn and grand event. The three companies represent important backbone and leader of 13,000 party members, with an extremely great sense of mission and responsibility, come together to discuss major events that determine the fate of the country and nation. Then every sentence and every decision may become the content that must be taken by elementary school students in the future. You old guy actually said it was "nonsense"?
You are an old guy who only attends the audience and has no right to speak. You interrupt others' important speeches rudely and rudely, snatch the microphone and keep talking about Hu Chai. This is "nonsense"!
No matter how thick the politicians are, some problems related to their own face must be maintained. The three major party leaders, who have extremely ugly faces, exchanged their eyes. A younger representative stood up and stared at Nikolayev with a righteous shout: "How can you, comrade, speak like this? The significance of the joint meeting of the three parties is so important. How can you criticize without any consideration of the overall situation and without any basis? As an old party member, your behavior is very inappropriate! I think you should apologize to everyone for this and make a profound review!"
There were scattered echoes around, but to be honest, their voices were not loud enough at all, and many people deliberately blocked their mouths. No one knew whether they had said it or not.
Nikolayev pointed at the man from afar without hesitation and shouted sternly: "Shut up!"
Along a distance, the young representative in his forties felt an invisible murderous aura coming to his face, as if a furious polar bear was staring at him, and he couldn't help but fight a cold war, his body trembled, and he felt a lot of sweat!
The noise that had just emerged suddenly stopped. People bowed their heads to avoid any places that were swept by the old man's fierce gaze, fearing that the old guy who suddenly broke out would be targeted.
Nikolayev sneered in contempt and sighed secretly in his heart. It turned out that the so-called comrades who had always expressed hope were just a group of political gangsters who were timid and cowards. In terms of backbone and courage, even those gangsters who fought with knives in the chaotic streets of European cities were not as good as those gangsters who fought with knives in the turmoil of European cities! It was simply whimsical and ridiculous to expect such a group of waste and cowards to restore the great Soviet cause!
Fortunately, he no longer needs to endure these bastards, starting from today and starting from now on!
The Russian took a deep breath and said solemnly: "I came to Taiwan just to announce something. From now on, I will resign from the position of director of the Party Property Management Committee and deputy head of the Joint Construction Group of the Asian Communist Party, and nominate Leona Alexeyevna to succeed him."
After saying that, he ignored everyone's shocked look, pushed the table away and turned away.
There was a silence in the venue for five seconds, and then it was a blast! Several party leaders jumped up in anger and shouted loudly: "What are you kidding?! Can important positions in the party be decided at will? We don't agree!"
The noise and doubts that are boiling and chaotic, and the whole world are mixed together into a pot of porridge!
At this moment, the gate of the conference room made a loud bang, as if it was hit by a siege hammer. It suddenly opened to both sides, slapped on the wall with a "bang", causing the ground of the venue to tremble, and a lot of dust on it scattered all over the floor!
The sound was really loud enough, and the noise in the conference room was suppressed again on the spot. Everyone hurriedly looked over and saw two rows of burly men wearing camouflage military uniforms pouring in like a tide. Seeing that there were 40 or 50, they quickly occupied three corridors from the door to the important position of the rostrum, and turned around and set their minds in unison.
A tall and majestic figure finally walked in, casting a heart-pounding shadow under the snow-lit lights in the corridor behind it!
Everyone couldn't help but hold their breath, stared at them with their eyes widened and carefully discovered that the face gradually became clear, which was a one-eyed woman with short hair!
Some well-informed people immediately exclaimed: "It's the 'Slav Mother Bear' Leoni!" (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!