Blackstone Code

"Some people say that the lines are old and causing sparks. We are here to repair the lines."

Three electricians wearing "Eastern Grid" clothing were about to enter the Capitol building, and guards were checking their credentials.

Different from community service companies, basically every community service company has its own watermen, plumbers, electricians and other types of work to serve residents in the community anytime and anywhere.

However, it is difficult for the Capitol Building, including some government agencies, to maintain these types of jobs and positions because taxpayers will be dissatisfied!

Taxpayers are always very mysterious animals, especially federal taxpayers.

The charter gives them seemingly great powers, and coupled with the spirit of ownership, they always cause trouble for various departments of the federal government.

For example, federal government departments should not create too many unused positions, which may involve a waste of taxpayers' money.

Government agencies purchase services provided by power grid companies, and these services naturally include free electrician services. If we set up some electrician positions separately, wouldn't this be a waste of taxpayers' money?

This reason cannot be said to be completely wrong. After all, electricians are not busy from morning to night every day. Most of the time they are still very idle.

The probability of problems with federal circuits during this period was not high. On the one hand, there were not many high-power-consuming electrical appliances, and secondly, the complexity of the circuits was also very low.

In addition to lighting, fax machines and the like, there are not too many large electrical appliances.

Plus the power grid company has a site nearby, and the Capitol once had electricians, but not anymore.

After repeatedly comparing the ID photos of these people, the guards chose to let them go.

If not for the recent demonstrations outside the Congress, he would not have even checked their documents. It was also because someone tried to sneak into the Congress that the inspections became stricter.

The three people pushed the tool cart into the Capitol building and went straight to the elevator. After exiting on the fifth floor, the leader took out a spare key from his pocket and opened the power distribution room.

The room was hot, and a large row of electrical boxes along the wall buzzed.

The power supply of the entire Capitol Building is controlled here. If this place is paralyzed, the Capitol Power System will be paralyzed, including the telephones.

The three of them observed the corridor. No one else appeared here at this time, and they quickly entered the room.

None of the three people spoke. After opening the tool box, they found a full set of military equipment. They put on body armor and hoods, prepared their weapons, and then placed a toy soldier on the windowsill of the room.

Two hundred meters away, the officer saw the toy soldier through the telescope and picked up the walkie-talkie. "The fifth team is already in position. The time is now 9:23. The operation officially begins at 9:30. I will tell you." The commitment is still valid, and it’s not too late to withdraw now.”

There was silence on the radio, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly, "Okay, get ready, this time we are going to be famous!"

The three "electricians" looked at each other and began to work silently. Here they would control the power supply system of the entire Capitol Building.

They opened the last tool box, which contained already configured bombs. They only needed to set the time and start it, and they would be able to create a huge firework after the specified time!

Time passed bit by bit, and different teams had completed different preliminary work. When the time pointed to nine twenty-eight, the officer left a building two hundred meters away and got into a jeep.

Then several jeeps drove quickly towards the Capitol, with a total of twenty people on board.

No one spoke, and everyone maintained a solemn attitude, because they all knew that no matter whether they won or lost in this operation, there was only one way they could go, and that was death.

But they no longer care about death. At the darkest and most desperate moment in their lives, they no longer care about life and death!

At nine-thirty, a group of guys dressed like soldiers entered the Capitol. The guard responsible for the order and security here just walked up and was about to ask them what was wrong. The officer pulled out a pistol and pointed it at his head. hair.

There was a gunshot, and the bullet flew out from the back of his head, hitting a marble pillar not far away. A spark popped up, then bounced onto the hanging flag, and finally fell to the ground with a clang.

The warhead rolled slowly, making it particularly dazzling on the white marble floor.

After a brief silence, screams began to erupt throughout the Capitol, but these screams were quickly interrupted by gunfire.

The officer looked at these people with an indescribable proud smile on his face, "Now, do as I say, if you don't want to die!"

The news that a group of soldiers had occupied the Capitol immediately alarmed the whole world. Connor, who was using the toilet, had just taken out his things and felt the relief brought by the drainage from the small water pipe, when the test door was suddenly violently knocked open.

He trembled in shock, and some urine fell on his pants and leather shoes. His eyes were about to burst into flames when he looked at that damn life assistant!

"Hell, you better give me a reason why I won't tell you to get lost, or today will be your last day here!"

Feeling very uncomfortable, there was still a small half of the urine that could no longer be urinated. He shook it randomly and stuffed it back.

What made him even more angry was that during the swing, two drops splashed onto his face.

The life assistant no longer had time to take care of Connor, his small water pipe, and the fact that he was very fond of urine. He said with a look of horror, "The Congress was occupied by a group of armed men..."

Connor looked at him as if he didn't hear or understand, "You found a not-so-subtle reason. I should give you a holiday and let you see a brain doctor..."

He walked to the sink, washed his hands and face. Through the mirror of the sink, his eyes returned to the assistant's face, "Tell me, you lied."

A few seconds later, Connor strode out of the bathroom and walked towards the office area. There were staff running everywhere, and the entire presidential palace was running at high speed in an unprecedented way.

Connor opened the door and walked into the office. Some gentlemen stood up immediately. From their faces, Connor knew that those people had a big problem.

"How is the situation now?" He walked to the chair and sat down, looking at the people in the room. There were people from the Security Council, the FBI, the Department of Homeland Security, and the Department of Defense. people, as well as some staff from other departments.

Someone from the Security Committee gave the latest situation, "We are not sure how many people there are. There may be more than 30 people, at least 40 to 50 people."

"They have completely controlled the entrances and exits and paralyzed some of the power. What's worse is that there is a meeting in the Senate today, and we are getting the list of members participating in the meeting today..."

Connor took a breath. The Presidential Palace and Congress are two institutions, so he didn't know the working arrangements of Congress.

But he knew that at least a dozen members would participate in the Senate meeting. In other words, this group of people kidnapped at least a dozen senators.

And no one knows whether there are other congressmen working in the union building, plus those staff...

Connor suddenly had the idea to ask his secretary to write a resignation letter immediately. This would become the biggest scandal since he took office, and even since the founding of the Federation!

Of course, at the same time, deep down in his heart, he still felt a little lucky. Fortunately, this group of people did not come to the presidential palace.

In fact, he was a little too uneasy. The emergency measures at the Presidential Palace were much better than those at the Capitol.

Not to mention the underground safe house that can withstand explosions, the perimeter of the presidential palace alone is not so easy to penetrate.

It looks like there is no defense, but as long as someone tries to break in, a large number of defenses will appear quickly.

Moreover, there are multiple escape passages in the Presidential Office. The moment the Presidential Palace encounters danger, at least four people will carry Connor and leave through the escape passages.

The cost of attacking the Presidential Palace is high and the benefits are small, far less effective than attacking the Capitol!

While they were talking, the secretary suddenly walked in and turned on the TV with a serious face, "You'd better watch this!"

The snowflakes on the TV flickered for a moment, and soon the picture appeared, "...the gunfire has not stopped since just now, and we have found at least twenty corpses thrown out of the building."

"Although no bodies of members have appeared so far, we cannot be sure that they will be safe..."

Connor's scalp was numb. He knew what the secretary meant. These people started killing people.

Many times, hijacking incidents are a means to find a solution. Hijacking is just a way, a method, it is not an end in itself!

So many times those people will not kill people casually, because once they kill people, the nature will become different.

But these people kill people without restraint, which means that their purpose may be very unusual.

Connor pursed his lips, "Where is the Speaker now?"

Someone replied, "Mr. Speaker is on the field."

Connor was a little surprised. He raised his wrist and looked at it. Nine thirty-seven, "You mean golf?"

The person who had just spoken added, "Tennis court."

"Bring him here, we need him now."

"There's also the Speaker of the House of Representatives, the local mayor, the police chief, and the director of the FBI..."

Connor named many people in succession, all of whom were the main leaders of law enforcement agencies. At the end, he hesitated and said, "Let Lynch come too."

Soon a lot of media appeared outside the presidential palace, and they all wanted to get first-hand news. But unfortunately, the presidential palace was also under martial law, and all irrelevant personnel were asked to leave.

The streets were filled with the roar of police cars, and the whole city had become tense since early in the morning...