I made an edit to the chapter "The hawk and the Sparrow" in the conversation between Director Chebrikov of the KGB and Colonel Leonid Petrovkin, discussing the Soviet's plan known as DARK MIRROR and what it may entail...
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The KGB Director shook his head assertively. “No Colonel, that will not be necessary. BLUE FUNNEL would take much more time…and time is against us all, we fear.” Heads nodded at the table, including Gromyko. At this, the Director continued. “It is unfortunate it has come to this, no? For since the end of the Great Patriotic War, the warmongering West has continued to bay and threaten us, spurred on by our greatest foe: The United States of America. A nation of young, reckless cowboys who understand nothing of history, but are peopled with capitalist gangsters who hurl vitriol while they stuff themselves fat with the wealth of the proletariat." Chebrikov pushed back his chair and stood up, the chair legs squealing in protest against the floor. He turned and began to walk every so slowly toward Petrovkin. “But in the past, those cries and threats were but empty words, thrown out to conceal their own softness. But now…now with this cowboy Reagan and his lackey Thatcher, they seem to think nuclear missiles are six-shooters. They wage war with imperial ambition, and yet know nothing of true sacrifice, like what our own Motherland endured during the Great Patriotic War, when we pushed back the Nazi scourge. When we sacrificed a third of our own country, our own sons and daughters, to stem the Nazi tide. And how did the West thank us? By stabbing us in the back!” Heads nodded again, as the blazing fire in the hearth continued to crackle.
Chebrikov regarded the men at the table momentarily, before returning his gaze to the KGB Colonel. “And so now it has come to this. The Americans and their gangster allies are preparing to bring war to the Motherland. And thus, we have no other choice, Comrade Colonel. It is regrettable, but necessary. When the inevitable war comes, we must strike at their very heart, where they are the most vulnerable, and show them the true meaning of fear. They will learn they are not safe in their pristine palaces an ocean away. No, they will learn the same lessons we did when the Nazis invaded and burned our own Motherland. We shall bring the war to their very shores, using the peasants of the world that they trampled upon for so long." Chebrikov stopped within a few feet of the Colonel, his black rimmed glasses seemingly concealing his true self as he bore his own gaze into Petrovkin like a drill.
“And when we plunge the dagger into their very hearts, we must exercise that same resolution, that same determination…and that same ruthlessness that we once displayed to drive back the Nazi invaders, again. Just like what your father did as he commanded a tank in the drive to Berlin, or like Major Ilyasov’s mother, who dropped bombs on the Nazi’s heads from her biplane. We must be as hard as steel…and be as cold as ice.” He continued to scrutinize Leonid like a doctor about to dissect an insect.
“Have faith in our great socialist state, Comrade Petrovkin, and we shall be victorious, when the war comes. You do have faith, yes…?”
Leonid felt like he was a man standing at the edge of an abyss…and peering into it. He knew all it would take was one word or motion from anyone in that room including the Director, and any of the KGB Guards would shoot him where he stood…and by tomorrow it would be like he never existed. He remembered the most important advice he’d ever known in his life from his paternal grandfather: “If one must swim with sharks boy, do so wisely. Be courteous to everyone, observe everything, reveal nothing…and trust no one.”
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Basically, to illustrate the Soviet's POV. The coup plotters that overthrew Gorbachev aren't living in the world of 1987, they're living in the world of 1945. They are aging, and paranoid as hell. On top of that, Reagan has thrown a grain embargo against them, and is starting to push the Soviets into a corner, not unlike the embargo that was placed on Imperial Japan in the late 1930's. You can probably see where this is heading...