"What are they going to do?" Maniela asked in a low voice as she looked out the window.

"I don't know, let's look at ...... again" Tang Ji shook his head slightly, suddenly turned his head and glanced to the side, almost everyone gathered around the window, Tang Ji immediately said: "Turn off the lights, quickly." ”

Christine and Jason turned around and ran to the coffee table a few steps, turned off the two lamps, and the room was completely darkened.

At this time, the armed forces of the entire United Nations Headquarters have exceeded 1,000 people, of which because the Secretariat building has the largest number of people, it is said that the permanent guards are also the largest, more than 300 people, and in the other two buildings except the library, there are more than 150 guards, in addition to these, the number of remaining armed personnel in the entire United Nations Headquarters is between 500 and 600.

That is to say, at this time, almost all the remaining armed forces gathered here outside the secretariat building, and they gathered quietly, and the survivors living here were not notified in any way, of course, there must be people who could find out that they were gathering, like Tang Ji and others, but they did not seem to be afraid of being discovered by individual people.

With the flashlight flashing continuously, everyone could vaguely see that everyone below was fully armed, with semi-automatic rifles in their hands neatly arranged, standing in a standard military posture with a serious expression.

What are they going to do?

"Hillary, and David too." Maniela leaned over the window and looked out, and said to Don Guy without looking back, the light flashing over the faces of Hillary and David.

Tang Ji seemed to suddenly think of something, frowned, quickly unhooked the walkie-talkie on his body, lowered his head and hesitated, and pressed the button of the walkie-talkie.

"Wow...... Whew...... "The ...... of electricity came from the intercom.

"What's wrong?" Maniela asked in a low voice as she looked at Tanji with her face off the window.

"The intercom communication was cut off." Don Ji released the button again, pressed the button, tried back and forth twice, and the intercom was full of chaotic electric sounds, the reason why he remembered this was because he remembered Robbie, Robbie had joined Hillary's organization, if there was any special action today, he would definitely tell Don Kee, but Don Ji did not receive any notice.

"It's radio interference." Qiangen, who was standing on the other side of the window, turned his head and said in a deep voice, paused and said, "It's artificial." ”

Combined with the strange scene outside the building at this time, it can already be inferred that Hillary's organization used some instruments to release radio jamming signals, which should have interfered with the entire United Nations headquarters, obviously, the reason for them to do this is to prevent armed personnel from ventilating in private, not how much they distrust them, but once a person tells his relatives or friends about the events of the night, if this matter is very serious, it is likely to spread ten or ten hundreds, and finally let everyone know.

"Is it an operation against the survivors here?" Don Guy frowned suddenly, he already felt it, any other actions of theirs did not need to be deliberately concealed from the survivors here, unless it was aimed at these people, Don Guy thought about it, and suddenly his face changed, and he remembered what he had said to Hillary in the afternoon.

Hillary really plans to do that!

"What to do with them?" Maniela asked in a low voice, and she attributed the survivors who lived here to "them", in her subconscious, because of Don Guy's special relationship with Hillary and Hillary's care for him, although Don Guy had not yet worked for Hillary, but from Hillary's side, everyone could already be attributed to Hillary's men, different from the other survivors.

After Maniela asked, the others also turned their heads to look in the direction of Don Guy, because it was too dark, so they couldn't see Tang Guy's face clearly, but because Don Guy had spoken before, they knew where Don Guy was.

"They're going to forcibly collect their weapons." Tang Ji squinted his eyes and looked outside, his tone a little heavy.

The United States has a long gun culture, and the constitution clearly stipulates that citizens have the right to hold guns, of course, it is the end of the world, and it is very unrealistic to use the constitution to say things, but in the subconscious of all Americans, they will think that they have the right to hold guns, and guns are used for self-defense, especially in the last days of crisis.

This time period is very well chosen, when the sky is darkest, the survivors are in their own rooms, there will be no more than ten people in a room, in the face of a large number of armed people who suddenly appeared in the corridor, as long as there are brains, they will definitely not clash with the armed personnel, and the weapons are collected more smoothly than the first announcement, no effect and then forcibly collected, of course, it may also encounter a tough character and a conflict.

That's why these armed men are silent, so that the survivors can't find out, or if they do, they don't know what they're going to do.

Sure enough, just as Don Guy thought, it wasn't long before Hillary Clinton whispered around them and lectured them before the armed men walked lightly across the grass and into the Secretariat building.

Tang Ji and the others left the window, returned to the coffee table and sat in a circle again, turned on the lamp, but did not seem to have the heart to eat, Maniela picked up the bowl and put it down, towards the door in the darkness outside the light.

"Eat, we'll be fine." Don Guy said that he still has this confidence, and it is impossible for Hillary to reach out to whoever he is doing now.

Not long after Tang Ji finished speaking, and in just a few seconds, the people in the room heard the sound of chaotic footsteps in the corridor, and the sound was getting closer and closer to the door, coming from the north side, and soon passed through the door and headed south.

The flashlight flashed back and forth into the room through the crack in the door.

"I'll take a look." Don Ji put down the spoon in his hand, stood up, limped slowly and walked towards the door.

Everyone was looking at Tang Ji, and Tang Ji had just walked a few steps when the Duke suddenly came out of the darkness and followed Tang Ji at his feet, keeping his head down and following Tang Ji, his nose sniffing around Tang Ji's legs.

"Duke, come back!" Christine, who was on the side of the sofa, whispered eagerly, got up from her seat again, ran quickly to Don Ji's side, bent down and hugged the Duke, lifted it slightly, pulled it to the coffee table, picked up the Duke and put it on her legs, picked up a piece of bitten sausage from her own plate, and stuffed it into the Duke's mouth, and at the same time, turned her head and looked in the direction of Tang Ji with a little worry, and Tang Ji had already walked to the door.

In the long corridor on the third floor of the Secretariat building, there were already more than 100 armed men, each with flashlights, and they were turned on, a small number of them holding their hands in front of the doors and windows of one room each, and some of them gathered together, a group of a dozen people, starting from the north side, and began to knock on the door

Tang Ji opened the door and walked out of the room, and found that there were two people holding their hands at his door, and he had the impression that these two people were two of the armed men who were already stationed on this floor, that is, the bearded Kim's men, both of them looked at Tang Ji after seeing Tang Ji come out, and one of them greeted him very politely: "Mr. Tang Ji." ”

"What is this for?" Tang Ji asked, his eyes scanning the hallway.

"Boss's order, collect weapons." The armed man who greeted Tang Ji leaned into Tang Ji's ear, put his hand to his mouth, and whispered.

Tang Ji nodded slightly, frowning as he looked at the other armed men in the hallway.

He has already seen the approximate number of armed personnel on this floor, from which it can be inferred that Hillary's way of collecting weapons should be to control several floors first, the fifth floor is about the same, and then start collecting weapons from the lowest floor, and when the bottom is finished, most of the armed personnel will withdraw and move to the sixth floor, first control, but not collect, because if the sixth floor is too quiet, it is easy for the survivors on the seventh floor to know what is going on, and the armed personnel on the second floor who have collected their weapons will go to the seventh floor, and the third floor to the eighth floor, so as to "roll" to ensure that the weapons are collected in a sufficient deterrent, and that the survivors on the levels above that are not yet filled with armed personnel will not be aware of what is happening below.

Tang Ji frowned slightly and slowly loosened, if Hillary really collected it in the way he thought, it didn't seem to be a big problem, he turned his head and showed a faint smile, looked at the armed man who was talking to him, clenched his left hand into a fist and stretched out his thumb to point to the door behind him and said, "We ...... Do you want to ......?"

"No, Mr. Tang Ji is his own person, and the boss has ordered it." The armed man understood what Tang Ji meant, and immediately whispered without waiting for Tang Ji to finish speaking.

"Well, that's good." Tang Ji nodded and smiled again, reached out and patted the armed man who looked about his age on the shoulder, and turned to go back to the room.

At this moment, Tang Ji diagonally opposite the room 317, the door suddenly opened to reveal two palm-wide gaps, a man poked his head out of the inside, wanting to check what was going on outside, but he was greeted by a pitch-black muzzle, and the armed personnel guarding the door of room 317 pointed a gun at him, and said with a serious expression: "Go back, there is an important task tonight." He didn't say what that important task was.

The man immediately retracted his head and slammed the door shut.

When the door opened, Don Ji was attracted and turned his head to see that it was no longer Fina's group living there...... It wasn't until the diagonal door closed that he turned his head and was about to knock on it, when it suddenly opened, and Maniela stood in the doorway.

"How?" Maniela looked at Don Ji stunned for a moment and asked, the probe glanced out, and immediately shrank back, she seemed to be a little worried about Tang Ji, so she came out to take a look.

"Go back and talk about it." Don Ji raised his hand and grabbed Maniela by the shoulders and pushed her back to the room.

………………

The seizure continued into the evening, with the armed men collecting most of the weapons of the survivors living in the Secretariat building, and then proceeding to the General Assembly Hall and the Conference Hall building, where the seizure of the Secretariat building began with the blocking of exits and the cutting off of radio communications, so that even if someone in the other building found out what was going on inside the Secretariat building, they did not know what was happening.

The whole seizure operation went smoothly, there were no clashes, and certainly no one was injured or killed, but there were a few loud protesters who protested that there were no human rights, but when Hillary Clinton offered to leave the place without handing over their weapons, the protesters also shut up.

Originally, all the survivors except the armed men had guns, or a small amount of weapons in their rooms, like the Don Guy and them, but after confiscation, according to the number of people in each room and their relationship, only a small number of long guns were left, and at most only three long guns were left in one room, and all short guns such as pistols were confiscated, and every room was searched.

At the same time, Clinton also ordered that ordinary survivors should not leave the room with hot weapons, and that they should keep guns in their rooms when they go out to work during the day, unless someone decides to leave the place, and only leave the United Nations headquarters with guns and under the supervision of armed men.

The next morning, the sun rose as usual, and it was supposed to be another busy day for the people here, in the morning, but in the morning, all the survivors who were supposed to be working stopped what they were doing. (To be continued.) )