Courtyard House: Home Alone

The colonel seemed not entirely satisfied with the morale of his men. He frowned slightly and raised his voice a few decibels: "Remember your identities! You are the elite of the Great Japanese Empire, the warriors of His Majesty the Emperor!"

Any cowardice or hesitation is a betrayal of the empire! I do not wish to see any slackening in the next three days! The speech lasted for about fifteen minutes and consisted of nothing more than clichés to boost morale and emphasize discipline.

Seeing the light in his team members' eyes, the colonel nodded in satisfaction and continued, "Inoue Squad, you are responsible for the perimeter security of the warehouse. Make sure there is no gaps!"

The Songgang team is responsible for internal security and supplies management, ensuring our resupply is foolproof!

Everyone else, except for those on necessary alert, get some rest and recharge! Remember, any slackness or mistake is a betrayal of the Empire!

The communications team immediately set up a radio station and contacted the Commander-in-Chief in Beiping, preparing to receive messages from the Beiping Special Higher Police.

After the briefing, the commandos went about their tasks according to orders. Some checked their weapons and equipment, while others collapsed onto their cots, clearly exhausted from the long journey.

The squad leader who had complained earlier was now directing his men to organize the supplies, his face still showing impatience.

Another five-person telecommunications team was setting up and debugging the radio. They worked skillfully and quickly took the radio equipment out of the box and connected the antenna and power supply.

Amidst the buzzing of electrical current, one team member, wearing headphones, rapidly tapped the buttons on the transmitter, while another team member intently watched the indicator lights and paper on the receiver, carefully deciphering the Morse code.

They occasionally exchanged a few words in hushed tones, their expressions focused and serious, clearly trying to establish contact with the Beiping authorities to ensure uninterrupted communication and to receive timely follow-up instructions for the "decapitation plan."

Lin Yifan took in all of this from within the space, a cold smile creeping across his face. These so-called "elite" were nothing but paper tigers, all bark and no bite.

He didn't linger. After confirming that the situation inside the warehouse had temporarily stabilized, he moved his mind and his figure instantly disappeared from the dark corner of the warehouse. The next second, he appeared on the roof of the large warehouse on the east side that he had chosen.

He landed silently behind the pile of canvas and immediately entered the space, carefully observing the situation on the roof using his mental power.

Five Japanese sentries were scattered in different positions on the roof. Two mobile sentries were slowly patrolling along the edge of the roof, while the other three guarded the makeshift machine gun nest, vigilantly watching the sea and the dock.

Lin Yifan breathed a slight sigh of relief and began to observe the defenses on the dock below from his elevated position. At the same time, he was also considering the action plan after the "Yukikaze" arrived.

Two days passed in the blink of an eye, and the Japanese soldiers on the rooftop had changed several times. He knew from the regimental commander of the 1st Regiment of the 1st Division that the "Yukikaze" would arrive at the port around 10 p.m. that night.

At that time, the special cigarettes on the "Yukikaze" will be temporarily stored in the No. 1 military warehouse at the dock, still under the care of the 1st Regiment. After all the military supplies arrive, they will be distributed to the 1st and 118th Divisions for the suppression of the resistance organizations in Beiping.

It was already dark, and with the arrival time of the "Yukikaze" at the dock drawing ever closer, Lin Yifan's heart began to beat faster, but he remained calm on the surface.

He carefully checked the bullets in firing position and the grenades that had been delayed for three seconds in the static warehouse one last time. Only after confirming that there were no problems did he relax a little.

Then, he took a deep breath and raised his mental power to the limit, like an invisible net covering the entire dock area, so that no slightest movement could escape his perception.

At the same time, he kept a close eye on the situation around the teleportation point on the dock. When the time came, he would teleport from his current position to the dock, and then to the cargo hold of the "Yukikaze" to try to replace all the special cigarettes on board before the "Yukikaze" docked.

There are currently over 3800 men from the 1st Regiment and over 800 marines on the dock, plus the "Cherry Blossom Special Attack Unit," totaling about 5000 Japanese soldiers. It's best not to alarm them for now.

Time quickly passed to 10 p.m., and a long whistle sounded from the distant sea. With eyesight more than ten times that of an ordinary person, Lin Yifan saw the navigation lights on the cargo ship slowly approaching. It should be about seven or eight kilometers away from the dock.

He knew that the "Yukikaze" had arrived. Lin Yifan's heart tightened, and all his senses were heightened to their most acute state.

The location of the No. 1 military warehouse at the dock, the distribution of guards, the patrol routes, and that crucial teleportation point were all crystal clear to him through his mental perception.

He could even "hear" the low growl of the "Yukikaze" engine on the distant sea, as well as the faint shouts and footsteps of Japanese soldiers on the deck.

Now, all he needs is patience to wait for the "Yukikaze" to get within 800 meters of the dock.

His gaze was fixed on the approaching navigation lights in the distance, as if he wanted to absorb the light into his eyes. He kept rehearsing the details of each step to ensure that nothing went wrong.

The Japanese soldiers on the dock seemed to have noticed the arrival of the "Yukikaze," and the already tense atmosphere became even more solemn. The patrolling soldiers quickened their pace, and the beams of their flashlights swept around in the night like the forked tongues of venomous snakes.

Lin Yifan, like a lurking cheetah, hid in the shadows, his breathing slow and deliberate, blending into his surroundings, quietly waiting for the perfect moment to strike.

3000 meters... 2000 meters... "Yukikaze" has begun to decelerate... 1000 meters, now! With a thought, Lin Yifan fired five bullets from the stationary warehouse, which flew out simultaneously and struck the heads of five Japanese soldiers on the roof.

Almost the instant the bullet pierced his skull, he teleported again, his figure appearing like a ghost at the teleportation point on the dock.

He crouched at the teleportation point, watching the "Yukikaze" get closer and closer. At this distance, he could already "see" the situation on the ship with his mental power.

900 meters...850 meters...800 meters, right now! With a thought, Lin Yifan disappeared from his spot and appeared in the cargo hold of the "Snow Wind".

He entered the cargo hold and saw that half of the space was neatly stacked with piles of wooden crates, each marked with a skull and crossbones symbol and a yellow color code.

Those despicable Japanese devils! This time, they brought mustard gas bombs to China, which are explicitly prohibited from use internationally.

The other half of the cabins were filled with gas masks and chemical protective suits. Lin Yifan put ten sets in his spatial storage first, and ignored the rest for the time being.

Then, came the main event of the night. He used his mental power to envelop the poison gas bombs, storing them all in his own space. Next, he put the stones he had prepared in advance into the ammunition box.

And so, without anyone noticing, they replaced all five thousand poison gas bombs in the cargo hold with stones. At this point, the "Yukikaze" was only two hundred meters away from the dock. And the warehouse where the "Sakura Special Forces" were located had also entered Lin Yifan's territory.