August 6, 2015, the 78th day of the outbreak of the end times, the third day after Tang Ji was in distress.

In the early morning, the hands of the clock moved again, and the time was displayed as seven o'clock in the morning, in the room filled with a strange atmosphere, on the big bed, Tang Ji opened his eyes on time, his arm that was a little sore moved, and his palm gently touched the smooth back of the woman in his arms.

"Well, baby...... Don't move...... It's still early...... "The woman seemed to be woken up, closed her eyes and let out a coquettish whisper, and her head arched over Donji's chest again.

"The Brooklyn convoy is expected to cross the bridge into Manhattan in the morning, and you told me yesterday that you should get up!" Tang Ji blinked his eyes vigorously, his eyes became clear from the confusion of the first awakening, and he lowered his head and kissed the woman's hair and said.

"Huh? What time is it? Hillary, who was lying naked on Donji's side, quickly raised her head to look at Donji's face, and then turned her head to look at the clock hanging on the wall.

"Seven o'clock!" Don Ji lowered his head and whispered something with a smile, leaned over and kissed Hillary on the lips, then sat up, ripped off the blanket covering his lap, rolled over and jumped out of bed, and walked to the bathroom.

In the room, the carpet was littered with men's and women's clothes, and it was another crazy night last night.

For Hillary, Don Ji doesn't know how to refuse in his heart, he has stayed up all night more than once, and every time it's because of the same thing, Hillary's enthusiasm deeply attracted him, perhaps because of Hillary's identity, whether she was or is now Don Kei's boss, just as Hillary said at the beginning, every man has a conquest of his female boss, so that when the two have a relationship, the psychological pleasure does not necessarily lose to the physical.

The relationship between the two is already well known among Hillary's subordinates at this time, but it has not caused any bad effects, because it doesn't seem to have changed much for them, because there was David at the beginning, and now David is dead, Hillary's man can be any man here, and Tang Ji has never shown ** thoughts, he will never take the initiative to contact any of Hillary's subordinates, except for a few guards, there is not a single soldier around, and he is very peaceful, It didn't touch the sensitive nerves of those Hillary Clinton's cronies.

Of course, there is one thing that they find strange, and that is that they don't yet know what Hillary's relationship with Don Guy really is, because Don Guy has his own woman and has his own small circle of life.

In general, Don Guy stayed in Hillary's room many times, except for attracting some people to secretly say "this kid is really lucky" sour ridicule, but did not attract any unwarranted hatred, Don Guy did not become a "public enemy of the whole people" because of his relationship with Hillary, on the contrary, there are some people who appreciate and even respect him, and those who are capable will be respected, and Don Guy will certainly not be an exception.

"I'm going back, remember to let me know when the convoy comes back." Don Ji stood in the middle of the room, buttoning up his shirt as he turned to Hillary on the bed and said.

"Huh?" Hillary didn't seem to have slept enough, lying on the bed with her eyes closed, only when she heard Don Ji's voice, she raised her head, looked sleepy-eyed, rubbed her eyes, she rolled over and rolled to the side of the bed, raised her head and pursed her lips at Don Ji.

Tanguy pulled his button-up hand off his shirt, leaned over to hold Hillary's head, and kissed Hillary deeply until her lips were already wet and red.

"I'm leaving!" Don Ji turned around and picked up the coat he had dropped on his chair and walked outside.

"Bye!"

"Bye!"

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In the afternoon, the United Nations Headquarters was a busy scene.

The United Nations headquarters is still under construction, and the container wall surrounding it has been unified into three layers, and the outer wall of the container wall is still being done, which needs to be equipped with steel plates, and the workload is very large, and only one-fifth of it has just been completed.

On the grass outside the secretariat building, Hillary, who was wearing sunglasses and a ponytail, was checking the progress of the construction under the protection of several guards, but raised her wrist from time to time to look at her watch, looking a little anxious.

The Brooklyn convoy was supposed to return to the United Nations headquarters before 9 a.m., and according to the plan, they were already two days late, because the zombie metamorphosis was completed, so they needed to be more careful, but it was almost 3 p.m., and they still did not return, and they lost contact.

Hillary had already sent a few response teams around noon, but nothing had come back so far.

The expedition sent into Brooklyn was the one that had been away from the United Nations headquarters for the longest time, and it was also the one that gained the most, not only did they collect a large number of survivors, but also carried more than 100 tons of supplies, and Hillary did not want any accidents with this expedition team, not only because she needed them, but also because several of her powerful cronies were in the expedition team.

"Boss! Monitor Nine reports to you! Suddenly, a voice rang out over Hillary's walkie-talkie.

"Say!" With a look of joy on her face, Hillary quickly took off her walkie-talkie and replied crisply.

"A large group of survivors has reached the northern border of the zone and is approaching the headquarters, numbering between 1,300 and 1,500 people, carrying a large number of weapons."

"Someone without us?"

"No, it's not the survivors gathered by our expedition team, it seems that they have gathered spontaneously, purposefully heading towards our headquarters."

"I see, keep watching, and feel free to report any problems to me." Hillary quickly commanded, then put down the walkie-talkie, lowered her head and quickly adjusted the channel of the walkie-talkie, picked it up again and put it to her mouth and said: "Sith, give you the right of special action, transfer five hundred people to the north of the isolation zone, there is a large number of survivors who are marching towards us, intercept them, make them surrender their weapons, and then let them in, if they don't surrender their weapons, drive them out, if they resist...... You know what to do! ”

"Okay boss, Roger!" A dull man's voice came over the intercom.

Soon, in just two minutes, more than 20 armed trucks with 500 well-equipped armed men drove out of the underground parking lot of the United Nations Headquarters, out of the United Nations Headquarters to the north, and in just five minutes, they intercepted the large group of survivors, the entire street was blocked by armed trucks, and heavy machine guns were set up on the roof of each vehicle.

There were nearly 1,400 survivors, each of whom had a haggard face, many of whom looked like they were malnourished, and some of them were old and children, but most of them were young people, and most of them were men, and any of them had weapons, shotguns, semi-automatic rifles, pistols, and some of them had weapons such as sniper rifles and light machine guns.

The armed men raised their guns, and of course they raised their muzzles, but everyone looked nervous, because at a glance it was clear that these armed men were well-trained and well-armed, and they looked like a complete rabble.

"Surrender your weapons, be inspected, be allowed to enter this area, surrender your weapons, be inspected, be allowed to enter this area......" began to play a repeating sound from the front horn of the truck at the front.

Many of the survivors looked at each other and looked hesitant, and a young black man with a shotgun in his hand suddenly stepped out of the crowd, his hand on the body of the shotgun, gathered above his head to signal that he was harmless, he walked between the survivors and the armed men, and turned to face the group of survivors who had come with him.

"We're here." He only said one word, looked at the group of survivors, a relieved smile rose on his face, and then he bent down, put the shotgun in his hand on the ground, and took out the two pistols on his body and put them on the ground.

As he turned and walked towards the armed men with his head in his hands, there was a loud cheer behind him.

"Yay! We've arrived, we've arrived, haha......"

"God forbid! God forbid! ”

The group of survivors was excited, some took off their hats and threw them into the sky, shouting happily at the people around them, and some of them even hurriedly untied their weapons and threw them on the ground, walking towards the armed men.

In the United Nations headquarters, Hillary, who was still standing on the grass, the walkie-talkie sounded again.

"The owner...... There was no resistance or resistance, all of them surrendered their weapons, and I am currently returning with them, and it is understood that several of the survivors in this group have lived with us, and they are the ones who have released the news, and this group of survivors has come to look for us. A dull voice came over the intercom, and in this voice, in addition to the dullness, Hillary also heard a hint of gratifying joy.

Hillary Clinton and her men worked hard to build this land, to create a home where humanity could live in peace, and they wanted it to be a place of hope for the survivors, and apparently they succeeded, because there are many survivors who are risking their lives and are taking this place as hope.

Soon after, surrounded by hundreds of armed men, thousands of survivors entered the United Nations headquarters, all of them excited and amazed, many looking at the container wall that was still under construction, and a few of the elderly fell to their knees, kissing the grass, and muttering words in their mouths.

For this group of survivors, life in the last days is more difficult than imagined, there is not enough food, panic is unbearable, the slightest noise will wake them up in the middle of the night, there has never been a time of peace of mind, and now, a place with food safety and security has appeared, this place is full of hope for them, they naturally yearn for it when they first heard about it, and now, they have come here, come to this place full of hope, the mood can be imagined.

Standing in the middle of the meadow, the corners of Clinton's mouth curled upward, and she smiled, looking at the group of survivors not far away, and smiled happily.

She has dreams, ambitions, and abilities, she doesn't have compassion, she just does what she thinks she should do, or rather, what she wants to do, and now what she does has been affirmed by the survivors, she will definitely be supported by the survivors, so she smiled, suddenly, she felt that she was one step closer to her dream.

"The convoy is back?" A man's voice suddenly came from not far behind Hillary.

Hillary turned around and saw Don Guy walking towards him with the duke, who had recovered from his injuries and looked a little excited.

"No, it's some survivors who just arrived." Hillary's smile narrowed a little, and when she mentioned the convoy, the joy in her heart was suddenly replaced by irritability, and the one who should have come came came and the one who came back did not come back, and lost contact, and for a while, Hillary became worried again.

"Haven't come back yet? Didn't send anyone to look for it? The guards moved out of the way, and Don Guy led the dog to Hillary's side, turning his head and asking.

"It's sent, at noon, fifty people, divided into five teams to look for it, there is no news yet." Hillary said with a slight shake.

"Hmm...... Send it on! Tang Ji raised his head slightly, pouted at the top of the secretariat building and said with a smile.

"It's not time yet, wait!" Hillary Clinton put her arms around her chest and shook her head again.

What the two said in the end, of course, is the helicopter, most of the time is parked on the roof of the secretariat building, unless necessary, Hillary will never use it, not that she is afraid of something wrong with the helicopter, the problem is the fuel, the fuel of the helicopter is not diesel nor gasoline, but aviation kerosene, this fuel is too little compared with diesel gasoline, and it is estimated that the only place that can be found is the airport.

Hillary doesn't want her helicopter to be scrap metal, so she doesn't normally use a helicopter.

"Whatever you want." Don Ji pouted and said, he just proposed, of course it was Hillary's decision to do it or not.

The two stood on the grass, and after Tang Ji finished speaking, they both raised their eyes to the group of new survivors not far away, these survivors were arranged by armed men, and scattered into several buildings in the United Nations headquarters except for the library, some people seemed to already know Hillary's identity, after all, Hillary looked unique standing on the grass.

Whether it is a superior person or not, many people can see from the state of a person's performance alone, Hillary can be said to be a high-ranking existence, standing there although silent, but the aura is very sufficient, usually very eye-catching.

Some of the survivors were still walking towards the building, communicating with the people around them, pointing in the direction of Hillary, and suddenly, a little girl in a flower skirt with a rag doll in her hand ran out of the crowd, and just ran two steps, she stopped with some hesitation, turned her head to look at the crowd, and a woman about thirty years old smiled and waved at her, giving her an encouraging look.

The little girl turned around and ran towards Hillary, but before she could get any far, she was stopped by two armed men.

"Little girl, go back!" One of the armed men said solemnly, because the other party was a child, so he didn't point the muzzle of the gun at the little girl, but the little girl who stopped still showed a scared expression on her face, holding the rag doll in her hand, and her eyes suddenly turned red.

The two armed men still had serious faces, and one of them tilted his head again and gave the little girl a quick return look.

The little girl hugged the rag doll in her hand tightly and took two steps back, her eyes were red, and her expression was still hesitant.

"Let her come here!" Hillary's voice suddenly came from a short distance behind the armed men.

The two armed men immediately got out of the way, the little woman glanced at the two armed men uneasily, trotted between the two, and slowed down when she was still five meters away from Hillary, she seemed to be a little afraid of the duke, but the duke was very well-behaved, so she didn't stop, and slowly walked to Hillary and stood up.

The little girl's face and body were dirty, and she looked like she had suffered a lot on the road, and the sides of her flower skirt were also scratched, but her hair was very long, a little self-curly, and with the face of a child, she looked as cute as a rag doll.

"What's wrong? Little girl. Hillary asked, looking down.

The expression on the little girl's face looked a little timid, holding the doll and looking up at Hillary, hesitating and suddenly stretched out her hand, she lifted the same dirty rag doll in her hand to Hillary's side, looked at Hillary with big eyes, and said in a low voice: "Here you go!" ”

The corners of Clinton's mouth hooked a smile, but her brows wrinkled slightly, she could see that the little girl liked this rag doll very much, but she didn't know why she gave it to herself, leaned down slightly and touched the little girl's head, did not pick up the rag doll, smiled and asked, "Why give it to me?" ”

"Because...... Because mom said, you're a good person, don't you accept it? As she spoke, the little girl looked like she was about to cry, as if Hillary would really cry if she didn't accept her gift.

"I accept, thank you." Hillary quickly took the doll and said with a smile in a childish tone.

"Do you like it?" The little girl looked back and asked.

"Of course." Hillary raised her eyebrows, smiled strangely, raised the doll to look at it, and shook the doll at the little girl, looked at the little girl and smiled and said, "I like it very much, thank you." ”

"You're welcome, if you like it." The little girl, who looked cultured, answered, took a step back, pulled the corner of her skirt and bowed to Hillary, turned and ran away.

Hillary slowly straightened up, and watched the little girl run back into the crowd not far away, with a strange expression on her face, joyful and sad, she suddenly turned her head to her side and said, "Frodo, send some food to every survivor with a child under the age of twelve in the evening, and send a stuffed animal to the little girl just now, the biggest." ”

"Okay boss." Frodo, who stood behind Hillary Clinton like her shadow, quickly replied.

After Hillary finished speaking, she looked down at the rag doll in her hand again, but Tang Ji's ridiculous voice suddenly came from the side: "What? Touched? ”

Hillary raised her head, turned her head to look at Tang Ji, her expression was noncommittal, she pursed her lips, Hillary raised her hand and shook the dirty rag doll in her hand at Tang Ji and said, "Little child...... They are our hope. ”

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Night, silent again.

At eight o'clock in the evening, the lights of the United Nations headquarters were bright, and Clinton finally got in touch with the field exploration team that had been missing for a day.

At 8:30 a.m., the exploration team crossed the Brooklyn Bridge with a large number of supplies and survivors and entered Manhattan Island.

At 10 a.m., the convoy entered the zone area. (To be continued.) )