Just days after President Joe Biden reportedly authorized Ukraine to fire U.S. long-range missiles deep into Russian territory, Russia is now claiming that Ukraine has already done just that. In response, President Vladimir Putin and Russian officials have changed their nuclear doctrine in a threat to the West to cease these increased hostilities.
Russian media outlet TASS confirmed the attack on the Bryansk region with ATACMS missiles, prompting a statement from Russian Foreign Minister Sergei Lavrov at a press conference. TASS reported:
“The fact that [ATACMS] missiles were used repeatedly in the Bryansk region tonight is, of course, a signal that they [in the West] want escalation. And without the Americans, using these high-tech missiles – [Russian President Vladimir] Putin spoke about this many times – is impossible, “the minister said.
Lavrov also recalled that the Russian leader had already warned Western countries about how Russia’s position would change if “this long-range, which they are now discussing, up to 300 km, was approved.” “In fact, this is not an endorsement for Ukraine to use long-range missiles. It’s just an announcement that we will now beat up to 300 km, “he added.
Putin also responded by signing an amendment to the country’s nuclear doctrine that specifies where they can fire nuclear weapons. Russian paper Sputnik documented the changes made, which include:
“In order to improve the state policy of the Russian Federation in the field of nuclear deterrence, I decree: 1. To approve the attached Fundamentals of the state policy of the Russian Federation in the field of nuclear deterrence,” the document said.
According to the document:
- Russian state policy in nuclear deterrence is defensive in nature;
- There is a level of adaptability according to military dangers and threats included in the foundations of Russian state policy in nuclear deterrence;
- Deterring potential enemies from aggression against Russia and its allies is among the country’s highest priorities;
- Russia’s state policy on nuclear deterrence is aimed at maintaining the potential of nuclear forces at a level sufficient for nuclear deterrence.
The document stipulates that:
- Aggression against Russia or its allies by any state that is a member of a military coalition is considered to be aggression by the coalition as a whole;
- Aggression against Russia or its allies by a non-nuclear state with the support of a nuclear one is considered to be a joint attack.
While Russia considers nuclear weapons a means of deterrence, the use of which is an extreme and forced measure, Moscow may use them in the case of an attack against Russia or Belarus that creates a critical threat to territorial integrity, as well as in response to the use of weapons of mass destruction.
“The state policy in the area of nuclear deterrence is defensive in nature, aimed at maintaining the potential of nuclear forces at a level sufficient to ensure nuclear deterrence, and guarantees the protection of the sovereignty and territorial integrity of the state, deterrence of a potential enemy from aggression against the Russian Federation and (or) its allies, and in the event of a military conflict – preventing the escalation of military actions and their termination on terms acceptable to the Russian Federation and (or) its allies,” the document read.
Other details of Russia’s new nuclear doctrine [include]:
- Nuclear deterrence can be triggered if the enemy has attack drones threatening Russia;
- The massive launch of air or space attack weapons that cross the Russian border is one of the conditions that would determine the use of nuclear weapons;
- The enemies’ deployment of missile defense systems in space is a danger, the neutralization of which would call for Russia to conduct nuclear deterrence;
- Nuclear deterrence will be carried out continuously in peacetime, during threats of aggression, in wartime, and until the use of nuclear arms;
- Reliable information about the launch of ballistic missiles attacking Russia or its allies makes the use of nuclear weapons in response possible;
- Russia’s nuclear deterrent forces include land-, sea-, and air-based forces.
Kremlin’s press secretary Dmitry Peskov told press reporters: “Aggression against the Russian Federation by any non-nuclear state with the participation or support of a nuclear state is considered a joint attack.”
For clarification, Russian military analyst, Ret.Col. Viktor Litovkin told Sputnik: “Firstly, the 2020 edition of the doctrine contained no mention of Belarus where we deployed our nuclear weapons and whom we had taken under our ‘nuclear umbrella’,” Litovkin said. “Secondly, the previous version of the doctrine contained no mention of Russia being authorized to use nuclear weapons if attacked by a non-nuclear state backed by a nuclear power.”
This is a serious warning that, if they go too far and long-range missiles are used against Russian territory – and these long-range missiles are programmed by NATO specialists because Ukrainian specialists lack the necessary equipment and expertise, not to mention NATO aircraft and heavy UAVs guiding these missiles – we would be empowered to strike against the sites these missiles are launched from.
Litovkin emphasized.
Author and war correspondent Thomas Roeper told RT that Biden’s actions are making it more difficult for President-elect Donald Trump to seek a peaceful resolution to the conflict. “This decision… [allowing Ukraine to shoot] at Russia with long-distance rockets, and the possible answer of Russia, will make it more complicated for Trump to get out of this conflict,” he explained.
Former Russian president Dmitry Medvedev, now the current deputy chairman of the National Security Council, said on Telegram that the amended doctrine has the potential to officially kickstart World War III if Ukraine chooses to use NATO weapons to attack Russia.
In this case, the right arises to launch a retaliatory strike with weapons of mass destruction against Kiev and the main NATO facilities, wherever they are. And this is already WWIII.
He wrote.
AUTHOR COMMENTARY
My commentary from yesterday’s report on Biden’s approval to allow Ukraine fire U.S. missiles into Russia remains the same:
President Trump has been very unclear about what exactly he would do to broker a deal to end the war in Ukraine; and his recent cabinet picks (more on that in later reports) are more of the same warhawks, neocons and RINOs previously. Nothing has changed, per usual. SEE: ‘Fear Ye Not Me? Saith The Lord.’ Americans Are Hysterical Over Election Outcome But Have No Fear Of God. BlackRock Says ‘It Doesn’t Matter’
Just days after Trump was [s]elected, The Telegraph reported: “Trump is considering a peace plan for Ukraine: British troops patrol 800-mile buffer zone.” In other words – let me spell that out for you – this would be akin to what the U.S. does in countries such as Syria so we can “protect” the oil and other “national interests,” but then claim we are not at war or illegally occupying sovereign territory that most Americans could not find on a map. Ukraine will continue to be used as a ballistic sandbox and vassal state of the United States, until the U.S. hegemony crumbles.
Even the recently selected Senate Majority Leader John Thune (South Dakota) is a total warmongering deepstater, an underling of braindead Mitch McConnell that is now retiring.
Biden-Harris will continue to flood Ukraine with more weapons until the moment they can’t; and the goal is clearly, in my opinion, to ramp-up the war so much so that by the time Trump does takeover, it will provide the perfect alibi for Trump to “talk tough” with Putin and keep funding this war out of necessity, to the cheers of the MAGA crowd that unflinchingly supports anything and everything he does.
But as far as I am concerned the war was going to continue until it doesn’t regardless of who won. However, with a Trump administration, it will probably become a lot easier to recruit and retain soldiers under the false narrative that Trump is a real leader and talks tough.
Matthew 24:6 And ye shall hear of wars and rumours of wars: see that ye be not troubled: for all these things must come to pass, but the end is not yet. [7] For nation shall rise against nation, and kingdom against kingdom: and there shall be famines, and pestilences, and earthquakes, in divers places. [8] All these are the beginning of sorrows.
[7] Who goeth a warfare any time at his own charges? who planteth a vineyard, and eateth not of the fruit thereof? or who feedeth a flock, and eateth not of the milk of the flock? [8] Say I these things as a man? or saith not the law the same also? [9] For it is written in the law of Moses, Thou shalt not muzzle the mouth of the ox that treadeth out the corn. Doth God take care for oxen? [10] Or saith he it altogether for our sakes? For our sakes, no doubt, this is written: that he that ploweth should plow in hope; and that he that thresheth in hope should be partaker of his hope. (1 Corinthians 9:7-10).
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