Courtyard House: Home Alone

Lin Yifan moved across the battlefield littered with corpses as if strolling in a garden, his mental energy carefully scanning every corner to ensure that no one could escape alive.

Occasionally, one or two Japanese soldiers who were pretending to be dead would be killed by a precise bullet as soon as they tried to make a move under his cold gaze.

Soon, the chaotic rout fell silent, leaving only Lin Yifan's slightly rapid breathing and the howling of the wind across the wilderness.

More than five hundred Japanese soldiers, none of them survived; they all fell on the road leading to Tanggu Wharf. Lin Yifan stood in the center of the battlefield strewn with corpses, his eyes coldly sweeping over everything before him, as if he had only done a trivial matter.

He adjusted his breathing slightly, and after confirming that nothing had been missed, he put away the Japanese soldiers' epaulets and once again used his lightness skill to speed towards the Tanggu Wharf.

At this time, more than 37,000 Japanese soldiers had gathered at Tanggu Wharf. It turned out that the 4th Division, which was the last to arrive in Tianjin, was stationed in the southeast.

Although this place was downwind, it was also quite far from the poison gas bombs thrown by Lin Yifan. So by the time the Japanese soldiers upwind discovered the poison gas, this place hadn't been affected much.

Then there are the Japanese soldiers of the 4th Division, who usually scavenged a lot of good stuff, especially things that could save their lives. Gas masks were standard equipment for every one of them, and even ordinary soldiers were equipped with simple gas filter canisters.

When dense gunfire and explosions came from the temporary assembly point in the north, the commander of the 4th Division, Kenzo Kitano, immediately called the commander of the 1st Division, Isamu Yokoyama.

Meanwhile, Yokoyama Isamu was already running southeast under the protection of guards. Kitano Kenzo, who had not been able to make a phone call, knew that something was wrong and hurriedly ran out of his tent.

At this moment, a small number of fleeing soldiers wearing gas masks scrambled over, shouting incoherently, "poison gas," "evil spirits," and "murderers," and he realized that he was in a bad situation.

Kenzo Kitano was a very cautious man. He immediately ordered the entire division to be on high alert and sent people to the front to scout.

Before long, the scouts reported that the northwest direction had been attacked by special smoke, turning it into a living hell, with corpses everywhere and the air filled with pungent mustard gas.

Kitano Kenzo was terrified. He knew the dangers of mustard gas, but what terrified him even more was the "ruthless killer" described by the fleeing soldiers.

He dared not be careless in the slightest and immediately ordered his troops to build defensive fortifications and set up light and heavy machine guns in the northwest.

Just then, Yokoyama Isamu of the 1st Division and Suzuki Shiro of the 118th Division also arrived here under the protection of their guards. After discussing it, the three division commanders decided that it would be better to retreat to the dock.

So, they led their surviving men and retreated towards Tanggu Wharf. After all, they were division commanders, and they had quite a few vehicles with them, so their retreat was very fast.

Upon arriving at the dock, they immediately made contact with the Marine Corps stationed there, as two naval destroyers and four gunboats were also docked at Tanggu Wharf.

The 150mm and 125mm naval guns on those ships could effectively stop enemy attacks.

At the same time, they immediately arranged for the surviving soldiers to reinforce and build fortifications around the dock, aiming to transform the entire Tanggu dock into a solid fortress.

Additionally, a telegram was sent to Kenji Doihara in Beiping City requesting assistance, claiming that they had been attacked by a powerful, unidentified enemy and requesting urgent support.

The more than 37,000 well-equipped Japanese soldiers, along with the 1st Regiment already stationed at the dock, were now like frightened birds. Under the orders of Kitano Kenzo, they nervously watched the various intersections leading to the dock, fearing that the "demon" would suddenly appear.

Meanwhile, Lin Yifan was silently lurking behind a field ridge not far from the dock, carefully probing the defenses inside the dock with his mental power.

When he "saw" the densely packed Japanese soldiers building fortifications, his eyes grew even colder. An even greater storm was about to unfold at Tanggu Wharf.

However, he did not find any Chinese people within his search area. It was possible that the Japanese soldiers on the dock had received the news early on and were afraid that resistance organizations might infiltrate the dock, so they drove all the Chinese people off the dock.

That's fine. This way, Lin Yifan can act more freely. The first priority now is not killing Japanese soldiers, but collecting everything from the dock warehouse.

There are so many good things in the warehouse. It would be such a waste if these doomed Japanese devils ruined them.

With that in mind, he immediately chose a blind spot, teleported into the dock, and then teleported twice more, first arriving at the warehouse storing "stone gas bombs" and hazmat suits. He then used his mental energy to envelop the hazmat suits and gas masks, storing them all in his own space.

As for those "stone gas bombs," let's leave them to the Japanese. Hopefully, they'll be very surprised when they see them. Then, he teleported between the warehouses, quickly clearing out the huge dockside warehouse area. Thanks to the system upgrades several times, otherwise, it might not have been possible to store so many supplies.

After putting away the supplies, Lin Yifan began to check the bullets and delayed grenades in the stationary warehouse, and found that there were not many bullets in the firing state and grenades that had been delayed.

Replenishing bullets is inconvenient now, so let's replenish more grenades. Anyway, we have quite a few grenades from the early morning and the ones we just collected.

So he chose a warehouse where military uniforms were stored and began collecting delayed grenades inside. Since no Japanese soldiers would come to this warehouse for the time being, it was convenient for him to replenish his "ammunition" in peace.

With a thought, boxes of grenades appeared before him. He carefully set a three-second delay for each grenade before storing it back in the static warehouse, repeating this process skillfully and swiftly.

Time passed second by second. The grenades floating in front of Lin Yifan were processed and stored like an assembly line. His eyes were focused and calm, as if he were conducting a precise experiment rather than preparing for a bloody massacre.

Meanwhile, the three division commanders, Yokoyama Isamu, Kitano Kenzo, and Suzuki Shiro, slumped in their chairs like lambs to the slaughter.

Because someone just reported that the weapons, ammunition, food, chemical protective suits, gas masks, and other supplies stored at the dock have all disappeared.

Without these things, how can they defend themselves? This unknown enemy is clearly determined to wipe them out.

Kenzo Kitano suddenly stood up and said, "Quickly send a telegram to the Commander-in-Chief, telling him our situation and that we request to be transferred by naval transport ships."

"Yes! Turn back! Turn back immediately!" Yokoyama Isamu cried out as if grasping at a straw, his voice trembling with fear.

"Once we get on the transport ship and leave this hellhole, we'll be safe!"

Suzuki Shiro nodded repeatedly, his face drained of color: "Quickly, order the navy to prepare! We can't stay here a minute longer!"