Courtyard House: Home Alone

The two discussed some details in hushed tones, then Stone rose to take his leave: "Young master, it's getting late, I need to hurry back to report. If you need anything, just send someone to the 'Old Mill' in the south of the city to find me; that's one of our contact points."

"Okay, I understand." Lin Yifan stood up to see him off. "Take care on the road."

Shi Tou, accompanied by two burly men, quietly left the courtyard. Lin Yifan stood at the door, watching their figures disappear around the corner of the alley, his eyes deep in thought.

With the Japanese counterattack imminent, a major battle seems inevitable. He must quickly improve his own and those around him's strength in order to survive in this chaotic world.

He turned and went back into the courtyard. He Yuzhu immediately came up to him, asking curiously, "Brother Fan, what were those people doing? They looked pretty intimidating. What did they want with you?"

Lin Yifan patted him on the shoulder: "It's nothing serious, just some business friends. Okay, stop asking around and keep practicing your boxing. Show me the moves I just taught you a few more times."

"Oh." Although He Yuzhu was still curious, seeing that Lin Yifan didn't want to say more, he wisely didn't ask any more questions and obediently returned to the center of the courtyard to practice his boxing.

Lin Yifan walked to the side, stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze fixed on He Yuzhu's figure as he punched and kicked, while he was plotting his next move.

The Japanese troops are currently on the main battlefield, and it will take time for them to assemble in Beiping. We must not wait for the Japanese to be fully prepared before launching a passive attack; we must take the initiative to gradually eliminate the Japanese troops around Beiping, disrupt their deployment, and throw them into disarray.

Besides Fengtai, Jinmen and Shicheng are also important strongholds for the Japanese. It seems that once Grandpa Tang has settled down, we need to go out again to help lighten the burden on the Japanese.

As for Fengtai, he'd deal with it before meeting with the Red Party. With that in mind, a rough plan took shape in Lin Yifan's mind.

He glanced at the food in the space and found there was still plenty left. He then turned to He Yuzhu and said, "Zhuzi, you practice hard. I'm going out for a bit and might be back late." Without waiting for a reply, he walked out of the courtyard.

Once outside, we hailed a rickshaw and headed straight for the abandoned compound where the supplies had been stored.

It was already dark when they arrived at the compound. Lin Yifan paid the fare, sent the driver away, and then drove around the compound to check on the surroundings.

After finding nothing unusual, they entered the compound and released a batch of food and supplies. Finally, they released twenty captured Japanese military horses, along with their saddles, sabers, and rifles.

Finally, they went outside, released a captured Ford sedan, and drove it towards Fengtai.

Upon reaching the outskirts of Fengtai, Lin Yifan parked the car and ran towards the train station. About a kilometer from the station, he discovered a heavily guarded Japanese defensive line; the Japanese were tightening their defenses.

However, for Lin Yifan, who possesses the ability to teleport, it would be better not to set up any defenses at all. The Japanese concentrating their limited forces on the defenses actually made it easier for him to move around.

He slowly approached to a position 200 meters from the Japanese defensive line and began to carefully observe its layout. He discovered that the Japanese had set up a machine gun nest or bunker every 100 meters along the line.

A patrol team with wolfhounds would arrive every fifteen minutes. With such a defense, the Japanese troops in Fengtai must not be enough. Could it be that the Japanese have secretly reinforced their troops?

Now is not the time to think about these things. Anyway, the purpose of this trip is only one: to remove this thorn in the side of the Japanese in Fengtai. So, it doesn't matter how many come, just kill them all.

Without further delay, he teleported into the bunker in front of him. Inside the bunker were five Japanese soldiers sitting together, smoking and chatting, completely unaware that a man wielding a samurai sword had suddenly appeared beside them.

Lin Yifan's eyes turned cold, and his samurai sword silently drew from its sheath, a flash of cold light as fast as lightning. The five Japanese soldiers didn't even have time to react before they clutched their necks and collapsed into pools of blood.

Warm blood splattered all over Lin Yifan, but he didn't care. He quickly dragged the Japanese soldier's body to the corner of the bunker, and then checked the captured Type 91 machine gun and ammunition. He made up his mind.

He didn't leave the bunker immediately, but instead approached the firing port to observe the next target—another machine gun nest a hundred meters away.

The patrol's footsteps and the low barking of the wolfhounds grew closer. The wolfhounds seemed to have smelled the blood and began to growl and bark wildly.

The patrol squad leader frowned and shouted a few times in heavily accented Japanese, but the wolfhound continued to bark wildly in the direction of the bunker.

"Baka! Go in and take a look!" The squad leader waved his hand impatiently, signaling two soldiers to go forward and check.

The two Japanese soldiers, carrying rifles, carefully moved to the entrance of the bunker. Just as one of them was about to reach out to push the simple wooden door, Lin Yifan had already silently slipped behind the door, his samurai sword held in reverse. The moment the door was pushed open, he flicked his wrist, and a cold arc flashed across his face.

With a soft "plop!", the first Japanese soldier's throat was precisely cut open, and his body slumped to the ground.

The second Japanese soldier's pupils contracted sharply, and just as he was about to cry out, Lin Yifan's left hand shot out like lightning, covering his mouth, while his right hand wielded a samurai sword that plunged into his heart.

Almost at the same time, the squad leader not far away noticed something was wrong and was about to give an order when Lin Yifan darted out of the bunker like a ghost, his katana turning into a streak of light as he slashed at the squad leader.

The squad leader reacted quickly, instinctively raising his gun to block. With a crisp "clang," the rifle was split in two, and he himself was thrown back by the enormous force. Before he could regain his footing, Lin Yifan's knife was already at his neck.

The remaining Japanese soldiers and the wolfhound hadn't even realized what was happening before Lin Yifan dispatched them like chopping vegetables. The whole process was swift and efficient, taking only a dozen seconds, and the entire patrol was wiped out.

Without pausing, Lin Yifan quickly dragged the body into the bunker, then picked up the captured Type 96 machine gun and aimed it at the next machine gun nest a hundred meters away. He took a deep breath and pulled the trigger sharply, "rat-a-tat-tat..." The machine gun spat fire, and bullets rained down on the machine gun nest.

"Who goes there?!" "Enemy attack! Enemy attack!" The Japanese soldiers in the machine gun nest were stunned by the sudden attack and hurriedly sought cover, trying to fight back.

However, Lin Yifan had the advantage of terrain and fierce firepower, and the Japanese were suppressed by a dense barrage of bullets as soon as they showed their faces. Taking advantage of the gap in the Japanese being suppressed, Lin Yifan teleported and appeared directly on top of the machine gun nest.

Without the slightest hesitation, he removed the camouflage from the top of the machine gun nest and threw in a grenade.