Vyacheslav Mikhailovich Molotov (February 25, 1890 - November 8, 1986) was a Soviet politician.
| Molotov (left) and Stalin at the Yalta Conference |
Molotov died on November 8, 1986, in Moscow, USSR, two years after the Communist Party rehabilitated him for his involvement in an attempted coup in 1957.
The Molotov cocktail is named after him, because this weapon was created by the Finnish Army when he served as Secretary of War of the USSR at the time of the Russo-Finnish Wars of the early 1940s.
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