Courtyard House: Home Alone

The two exchanged views on some details, such as airport defense deployment, safe storage of supplies, and initial screening criteria for pilots.

Mr. Lin is quick-witted and meticulous in his thinking. He responded positively and provided supplementary information to all of Lin Yifan's suggestions.

Before they knew it, the sky outside the window had gradually darkened. The gentleman looked at the sky and said, "Xiao Fan, it's getting late. You're just a child, and you must be tired from traveling back and forth. Why don't you rest here tonight? We can talk about it tomorrow."

Lin Yifan knew he shouldn't stay any longer, and that there were still many things he needed to take care of in Beiping, so he stood up to say goodbye, "Uncle Zhou, no, I have to go back tonight. There are still some things I need to arrange there, so as not to delay things."

Seeing Lin Yifan's resolute attitude, the man did not insist on keeping him, but simply instructed, "Alright, be careful on the road. When you get back, please convey our gratitude and determination to 'Ghost' for me."

"Please rest assured, Uncle Zhou, I will definitely deliver it," Lin Yifan said solemnly.

"Oh, right, I almost forgot something important. Your father, Comrade Lin Qiqing, and mother, Meng Zhuolin, went to Chongqing together. I met them before they went to Chongqing, and they are doing well now."

However, for various reasons, they are unaware of your current situation. I will try to inform them.

"Reassure them that you are doing well here and are doing meaningful things for the country."

Upon hearing the news about his parents, Lin Yifan's eyes instantly welled up with tears. Since his transmigration, his greatest concern had been for his parents' safety, and now that he knew they were well, the long-suppressed worries in his heart finally found some solace.

He suppressed his excitement and choked up, saying, "Thank you, Uncle Zhou... thank you, Uncle Zhou, for telling me all this."

The man patted him on the back, his eyes full of love and understanding: "Silly child, we're family, no need for formalities. Your parents are good comrades, they know everything you're doing now, and they'll be very proud of you."

Lin Yifan nodded vigorously, burying this feeling of being moved deep in his heart.

He knew that the responsibility on his shoulders was even heavier. For his parents, for the millions of Chinese people who, like his parents, longed for peace, and for his own original aspiration, he had to firmly continue down this path of resistance against Japan and make the island nation pay a bloody price.

After saying goodbye to his master, Lin Yifan declined the offer of escort and quietly left under the cover of night.

A week passed in the blink of an eye, and the news that "Ghost" would hold a public trial for Asaka Yasuhiko and others had long become an open secret. On this day, Lin Yifan arrived at Grandpa Tang's house early in the morning to discuss the specific date.

He sat down opposite the old man, and Old Zhang served tea and left. Lin Yifan picked up his teacup, blew on it, and said, "Old man, things have gotten pretty out of hand. We should set a time to close the net. Otherwise, Dr. Chen will have to wait."

"Have you finalized your deal with the Red Party?"

"It's settled. We'll send the stuff over to them after we deal with those Japanese devils this time," Lin Yifan nodded and said.

"That's great! Now we have our own planes in the sky. The Japanese planes won't dare to swagger around anymore!" Old Master Tang said, his beard trembling slightly with excitement. He picked up his teacup and took a big gulp, as if he could already see the scene of warplanes soaring and fiercely striking the Japanese invaders.

Suddenly, Lin Yifan's heart skipped a beat. "Airplane! Airplane!" If the Japanese came during the execution and used planes to bomb him, wouldn't he be in a real predicament? No way! Why didn't he think of this sooner?

He then told Grandpa Tang his thoughts: "Grandpa, what if the Japanese come and try to destroy us by bombing us with planes when we're executing them?"

The smile on Old Master Tang's face froze instantly, and the hand holding the teacup stopped in mid-air.

He frowned, remained silent for a moment, and then said in a deep voice, "You're right, this is indeed a big problem! Prince Asaka Yasuhiko, that old devil, has a special identity; he is Emperor Hirohito's uncle."

To save face for the imperial family, or to prevent him from revealing any secrets while still alive, the Japanese might actually take the risk and send planes to bomb the country!

He put down his teacup, his fingers tapping lightly on the table. "We only considered ground security, guarding against sabotage and rescue attempts by Japanese and puppet regime agents, but we overlooked the air layer. If planes swooped down to drop bombs, with so many people on site, the consequences would be unimaginable!"

Lin Yifan's heart also tightened: "Yes, there will be huge crowds. Even with air raid sirens, there won't be enough time to evacuate. Besides, we've already promised to give our anti-aircraft weapons to the Red Party. We can't ask for them back, can we? Even if we do, the quantity will be too small to be of much use."

Grandpa Tang looked at Lin Yifan with a serious expression: "So what are your thoughts? The news of the public trial has already been released; we can't just cancel it because of this, can we? If we do, what will become of 'Ghost's' prestige? Won't the Japanese become even more arrogant?"

"Cancellation is absolutely out of the question!" Lin Yifan shook his head resolutely. "The public trial must take place, and it must be conducted flawlessly, so that all Chinese people can see our determination and the Japanese devils will know how powerful we are!"

However, we can think of a way to manage the time involved, perhaps...

He stood up and paced back and forth in the room, his mind racing: We don't have enough anti-aircraft weapons, and even if we did, we don't have skilled operators. A direct confrontation is definitely not going to work. Could...could we utilize our own space?

The only planes that can come directly from here are from Fengtian Airport. We'll try Xiyuan Airport in a bit. If we can, we can intercept the Japanese planes on the way.

However, the key is to see how it goes after we try it out.

Thinking of this, he immediately stood up and said to Grandpa Tang, "Grandpa, I'm going out for a bit. We can decide on the time for the public trial of the Japanese devils when I get back."

Seeing Lin Yifan's hurried expression, Grandpa Tang knew he must have thought of a solution, so he didn't ask any more questions, only instructing him, "Be careful, come back soon." Lin Yifan nodded, quickly left Grandpa Tang's house, and drove straight to Xiyuan Airport.

He knew in his heart that this experiment was of utmost importance, not only concerning the safety of the public trial, but also the face of "Ghost".

He must ensure that his space capabilities are effective at critical moments to intercept potential enemy aircraft.

He soon arrived at Xiyuan Airport. The airport was deserted. Since the last attack, the corpses of Japanese soldiers scattered all over the ground had left the surrounding area with lingering fear.

Although Mr. Tang later arranged for someone to clean it up, the faint smell of blood still seemed to linger in the air, sending chills down one's spine.