Special Operation “Felling” in the Vicinity of Europe

Tourists, what can we do.

He went with an ace. It was a win-win move - what was there to think about. Moreover, the old money-lender (or countess?...) had revealed the secret of the three cards after all. Three, seven, and something else. There's no need to rack your brains, to remember, to guess. And it doesn't matter what this countess or some other old-regime witch has aid out of fright. It seems that they had some Count Saint-Germain there too, but no one cares about that in today's high circles. From Moscow to Minsk, every prominent politician has long known: you have to start with an ace.

The deck was incomplete. Twenty-eight road and three more in the dry balance. More precisely, in the project. But the cards were dealt. And then it turned out that the ace was in hand. Moreover, the ace of spades. It already seemed to be a stunning win. How do you miss this opportunity? And he went in. Straight ahead. To the Polish and immediately to the Lithuanian border. The crowd under the escort of the security forces, or the security forces under the escort of the crowd, was impressive. Moreover, this iron stream was moving inexorably towards the hated West.

There was no emergency. According to the official version, this is an ordinary group of tourists. With preferential visas, with only one-way tickets. A small part of those curious crowds from the East, who, on the eve of a cold and long winter, were suddenly drawn irresistibly to this peaceful and freedom-loving country in order to see with their own eyes stability in its purest form. And they also wanted to visit the Brest Fortress at the same time. And if they are lucky, they will also visit Belovezhskaya Pushcha. So they moved in a large column directly to the Western border. Under the supervision of experienced camouflage guides. And they achieved their goal.

And then timbering began. Tourists, what can we do. They wanted to grasp the meaning of the well-known proverb: “You can't make an omelet without breaking eggs.” For our own people, such curiosity usually ended in the Soviet taiga. And guests from afar are allowed everything here. In addition, quite by accident, they were in possession of axes, shovels, sapper cutters for barbed wire. It turned out, moreover, that the contingent in this stream is appropriate. Of course, there are both children and women - how can it be without them? But the majority are guys from twenty to thirty years old. According to the local customs, it's the age of conscription. The guys are tough, tenacious.

Look how dashingly, skillfully they cut down pines - trunks are laid precisely on the control line. Very dense, side by side. Sweeping Polish wire barriers. Gaps for the breakthrough appear almost instantly. And the storming of the border by separate groups begins. On the Polish side, about six hundred people are already reporting a breakthrough. They are trying to push them back to their original positions. The active stage of the special operation "Felling" begins. However, it is too early to report to the center about the successes. The attack has clearly failed. The very positional confrontation began, which more than once brought to zero the grandiose plans of all well-known strategists.

But how splendid the plan was! Suddenly, as if out of nowhere, countless crowds of tourists gather at the border. The regime seems to have nothing to do with it. In any case, it does not intend to hinder the movement of the masses. And the intractable European Union is numb with horror before the new great migration of peoples. From now on, only one question worries Brussels officials. Who is that new Attila, who stirred up, raised, and moved to the West all these unimaginable streams of people?

The planes keep arriving at Minsk airport. Despite the announced flight cancellations by some companies. And now new crowds are heading towards the western border. In separate groups. Very mobile and confident in their inevitable luck. The assembly point is set - a gas station near the border crossing. And there, at the checkpoint, bonfires are burning and the camp is sprawling behind the backs of the decisive vanguard. The rear is waiting for the right moment to move on. Or a command. KGBists, internal troops are right there. They are watching. They are recording. They are waiting for something.

It's not the elements. It's controlled. It's planned. Well organized. The big game has begun. This is the same ace move that was promised to the European Union last winter. Even in vertical circles, ritual tears are sometimes shed over the suffering of people who find themselves in the border forests alone with the fierce cold. But the strategy has already been clearly defined. Those who have found themselves in a regime dead-end, in a border trap, will be kept and will hardly be released without benefit. No wonder they were driven there. This is a big game. They have learned how to take hostages and demand ransom from the hated West. They are already rubbing their hands and announcing inevitable negotiations and the inevitable lifting of all sanctions. Are you sure you didn't rush? The situation is ridiculous and hopeless.

There is a full-fledged humanitarian disaster on the border between Poland and our country. Carefully planned and well organized. It arose only because the uncompromising overlord of the subordinated space suddenly thought that, in a long and hopeless game with a dexterous Kremlin ally, he had made a lucky move with an ace. The win was almost certain. From now on, even Brussels will have to reckon with him. And the Kremlin will not be able to look down on him as before. The controlled crisis on the western border is an irresistible argument.

But an unanswered question arises involuntarily. So who really won this sudden fight? As often happens, the victory is determined by the points scored. And here the main ally, Moscow, seems to be in the lead. It carefully monitors the situation and waits for the ripe fruit to fall directly into its hands. In the meantime, everything goes on as usual. Russian strategic bombers are already on alert in the skies of our country. Near Hrodna, twenty kilometers from the Polish border, Russian assault forces are landing. The new military doctrine of the two countries has been signed unconditionally, and almost nobody knows what is in this doctrine. And that is not all. It is quite possible that Russia will impose the joint protection of our western border. And it won't forget about the customs. And frontal occupation is outdated.

But the junior ally has no doubts about the real benefit. Except that during the procedure of being forced to sign roadmaps he stated for some reason that he is irresistibly attracted to St. Petersburg. He would like to take a walk through Putin's places and have a look in the back alleys. What if there is the shadow of an old witch, who knows three secret cards, wandering somewhere. And if you're lucky, you will certainly find out why, when you play an ace, from somewhere above you will certainly hear a voice: "Your queen is defeated!"

Or maybe the Count Saint-Germain is to blame for everything?

Uladzimir Khalip, specially for Charter97.org

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