Courtyard House: Home Alone

However, before their orders could be relayed, a burst of gunfire suddenly erupted from the warehouse area, followed by a series of explosions!

"What happened?!" Kitano Kenzo jumped up from his chair in shock, his face pale.

A communications soldier stumbled in, his voice trembling with tears: "Reporting, Division Commander! Our guards in the warehouse area and the personnel who went to collect supplies were attacked, suffering heavy casualties. The 1st Regiment is providing support to the warehouse area."

Kenzo Kitano felt a chill run from his feet to the top of his head. The warehouse district? How could there be a sudden attack there? Had that "demon" already infiltrated the docks? He suppressed his fear and asked sharply, "How many attackers were there? What kind of equipment did they have?"

The communications soldier, his face contorted with despair, replied, "I...I don't know! It was so sudden! Gunfire and explosions were everywhere. Our men couldn't even see where the enemy was; they were just mowed down as soon as they went in! It was like...it was like the enemy appeared out of thin air!"

"Baka! You piece of trash!" Kitano Kenzo roared, sweeping the water glass off the table. "Order the 1st Regiment to eliminate the enemy in the warehouse area at all costs! Also, strengthen security at all entrances and exits to the dock; do not let anyone else in!"

Yokoyama Isamu and Suzuki Shiro exchanged bewildered glances. They had thought that retreating to the dock and relying on the navy's cannons and strong fortifications would provide temporary safety, but they never expected that this mysterious enemy would be so resourceful, able to infiltrate even the heavily guarded dock silently and directly destroy their warehouse area! This was a complete disaster!

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The explosions in the warehouse area became more frequent, and even seemed to be spreading towards the core area of ​​the dock. The gunfire also became unusually intense, mixed with the terrified shouts and dying screams of Japanese soldiers.

Kitano Kenzo's heart sank to the bottom. He knew that once the warehouse area fell, they would be trapped like turtles in a barrel, with no means of fighting back. He paced anxiously back and forth in the command tent, cold sweat pouring down his forehead.

"Division Commander! Division Commander!" Another messenger stumbled in, a bullet wound in his arm, blood staining his uniform. "It's terrible! The 1st Regiment... the 1st Regiment has been scattered in the warehouse area! The enemy's firepower is too intense, and... and they seem to know the terrain of the warehouse area like the back of their hand. Our men are no match for them!"

"What?!" Kitano Kenzo's vision went black, and he almost collapsed to the ground, but fortunately, a guard nearby caught him in time. The 1st Regiment was one of their last lines of defense, and it had been scattered so quickly? Just how terrifying was the enemy's fighting power?

"Quick! Get the navy to open fire! Bombard the warehouse area! Flatten the entire warehouse area!" Yokoyama Yu screamed hysterically, he had completely lost his mind.

"No!" Kenzo Kitano snapped back to reality and sharply stopped them. "The warehouse area is too close to the dock. If the naval guns open fire, they could easily hit our own people! Besides, we don't know the enemy's exact location yet; firing blindly is completely useless!"

Just as they were arguing, the gunfire and explosions in the warehouse area suddenly stopped for a moment, followed by an even more violent and concentrated burst of explosions! This time, the epicenter of the explosions seemed to be closer to their command tent!

"Grenades! Lots of grenades!" came the guard's terrified shouts from outside the tent.

Kenzo Kitano, Isamu Yokoyama, and Shiro Suzuki were ashen-faced. They could even feel the ground trembling slightly, and the shockwave from the explosion, mixed with the smell of gunpowder, seeped in through the gaps in the tent.

That "demon" had actually broken through the warehouse area's defenses and was charging towards them! The shadow of death had never loomed so vividly over their hearts.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!" The continuous explosions resounded like thunder around the command tent, each tremor causing the tent's canvas to shake violently, as if it were about to be torn apart at any moment.

Gravel and dirt rained down from the top of the tent, hitting their caps and shoulders. Kitano Kenzo felt a ringing in his ears, and his heart felt like it was being gripped tightly by an invisible hand, almost leaping out of his chest.

He instinctively curled up, trying to find a sense of security, but there was nothing around him except the cold air and the deafening roar.

Yokoyama Isamu collapsed to the ground, his eyes unfocused, muttering repeatedly, "It's over...it's all over..." Suzuki Shiro was relatively calmer, but his clenched fists and the bulging veins on his forehead betrayed his extreme fear.

Outside the tent, the desperate screams of the guards and the chaotic gunfire rose and fell, but were quickly swallowed up by louder explosions. Clearly, the resistance on the outside was too weak to withstand the "demon".

Lin Yifan was like a messenger of death, constantly teleporting through the smoke of battle. His mental power was like the most precise radar, locking onto every officer who attempted to resist or command.

The bullets fired silently, each flash taking a life. Meanwhile, he was also collecting bullets fired by the Japanese soldiers within his area of ​​effect.

"It's over...it's all over..." Yokoyama Isamu muttered to himself, his face ashen.

"That demon... who exactly is he..." Suzuki Shiro's voice was filled with despair.

Kenzo Kitano drew his sword sharply and roared at the guards beside him, "Fire! Fire! Hold on! Hold on!"

However, the guards were already terrified by the horrific scene outside, and they dared not go out to their deaths.

Lin Yifan appeared in the middle of the tent. Without making any move, in the blink of an eye, all the guards and staff officers except for the three division commanders fell to the ground with bullets between their eyebrows.

He looked coldly at the three trembling division commanders, his eyes showing no emotion whatsoever.

"Your end is nigh."

The icy voice, as if from the deepest hell, reached the ears of the three Japanese division commanders. They looked up abruptly and saw Lin Yifan standing there like a ghost, a military knife gleaming coldly in his hand.

"No! No!" Kitano Kenzo roared in despair, raising his sword in an attempt to resist.

Lin Yifan's figure blurred, flashing past like a fleeting shadow.

"Pfft!"

The sound of a saber slicing through the air rang out, and Kitano Kenzo's head flew into the air, splattering blood all over Yokoyama Isamu and Suzuki Shiro's faces.

"Ah—!" The two screamed in extreme terror.

Lin Yifan didn't give them much time to be afraid. He swung his military knife again, and two flashes of cold light appeared. Yokoyama Isamu and Suzuki Shiro's heads rolled to the ground.

Having dealt with the three top commanders, Lin Yifan turned his gaze back to the chaotic docks. He knew this massacre was far from over. He would make these invaders pay the most terrible price for the heinous crimes they had committed on Chinese soil!