Courtyard House: Home Alone

Lin Yifan stood up: "It's almost time, Grandpa, Shitou, let's split up. Shitou, have Chen Dashan take some men to the 'fake location' to set up defenses. Make sure it's realistic so the Japanese think we're really going to hold a public trial there."

You will lead your men to the ambush point we prepared for the Japanese. The Japanese special forces and other agents will definitely enter tonight. When the prison van arrives at its location tomorrow morning, you will attack from both inside and outside, and you must annihilate the Japanese.

After we take out the Japanese planes, I'll head over there too. This time, let's try to wipe out all the Japanese that appear.

"Sir, please continue to release ambiguous 'insider information' to mislead the Japanese and make them believe it without a doubt."

"Go ahead and do your work, young master!" Stone said with high spirits.

Grandpa Tang nodded and said, "Go, Yifan. Be careful in everything."

Lin Yifan nodded, turned and left the Tang residence. Night deepened; Beiping City appeared calm on the surface, but undercurrents were surging beneath.

A meticulously planned scheme to lure the prey into a trap has been quietly unfolded, waiting for the prey to gradually walk into the snare.

Lin Yifan knew that this was not just an ambush against the Japanese, but a crucial battle concerning the reputation of "Ghost" and the morale of the anti-Japanese fighters in Beiping and even North China.

Time quickly passed to 10 p.m. Shi Tou, who was lying in ambush outside the selected ambush point for the Japanese, was woken up by his comrade: "Senior brother! Senior brother, wake up, the Japanese are really here."

Shi Tou suddenly opened his eyes, turned over and looked ahead. Although it was night, fortunately there was a moon tonight. Although the moonlight was not very bright, he could still vaguely see the Japanese soldiers who were busy digging bunkers in front of him.

"Senior brother, I'm amazing! He said the Japanese would ambush us here, and they actually came! I predicted it perfectly. The Japanese are doomed this time!" The companion next to him lowered his voice, his tone filled with excitement and admiration for Lin Yifan.

Stone gestured for him to be quiet, his sharp gaze sweeping across the area ahead. He saw the Japanese special agents moving with practiced ease, using the cover of night and the terrain to quickly construct makeshift fortifications, their guns subtly aimed at the only path leading to the "fake trial location."

They clearly intended to ambush the convoy escorting the "Imperial Uncle" here, little did they know that, like the mantis stalking the cicada unaware of the oriole behind, they themselves were the ones about to be hunted.

A tense atmosphere filled the air; even the rustling of leaves in the wind seemed amplified a thousandfold. Stone glanced at his pocket watch; the hour hand pointed to 10:10.

According to the plan, Zhao Gang should pass through here at 8:30 a.m. tomorrow with the "prison van" and "escort personnel".

These Japanese soldiers in front of him were the first batch of "appetizers" delivered to his doorstep. He took a deep breath, suppressed his excitement, and patiently waited for the best opportunity to make his move.

He knew that Lin Yifan's plan was intricately linked, and their part had to be precise to ensure the success of the entire operation.

Suddenly, a hand landed on his back, and Stone's hair stood on end. Just as he was about to react, a familiar voice rang in his ear: "Brother Stone, it's me!"

"Young master, what brings you here?"

"These Japanese soldiers are all professionally trained. It's too dark for you to see clearly. I'm afraid you'll miss their firing positions and suffer losses during tomorrow's operation."

So, I came to take a look too. In a little while, once the Japanese soldiers are all in ambush and hidden, I'll draw out their numbers and firing positions for you.

Before you begin, familiarize yourselves with each other first; this will ensure that no one escapes.

Shi Tou felt a warmth in his heart, and his anxiety subsided. He lowered his voice and said, "Young master, it's too dangerous here. How could you come here yourself? What if the Japanese discover us..."

Lin Yifan patted his shoulder, his eyes shining brightly in the night: "Don't worry, I know what I'm doing. The Japanese devils who can find me haven't been born yet."

Although these Japanese soldiers were well disguised, in my eyes, they had quite a few flaws.

Lin Yifan took out a folded piece of oil paper and a piece of charcoal pencil from his pocket. By the dim moonlight, he quickly sketched while observing, muttering to himself: "Eighty meters to the left front, behind the crooked tree, there are three riflemen and a sniper next to them."

One hundred and twenty meters to the lower right, next to a large blue stone, is a Japanese machine gunner, with an assistant gunner and an ammunition handler beside him;

"At least two people in the bushes 110 meters directly ahead..." Soon, a simple but clearly marked sketch appeared on the paper, showing the location, number, and suspected firepower of the Japanese soldiers.

Shi Tou and his two junior brothers stared at Lin Yifan as if he were a monster, forgetting to take the sketch Lin Yifan offered. They only snapped out of their daze when Lin Yifan poked them with his finger, stammering, "Young...Young Master, how...how could you see so clearly?"

Lin Yifan smiled slightly, a barely perceptible glint in his eyes, but he didn't explain directly. Instead, he urged, "Don't worry about that. Memorize this map quickly. Especially the positions of those twenty-four machine guns. They are the core of their firepower. When we make our move tomorrow, we must take them out first."

And those eight snipers, you have to take them out as soon as possible, they are the biggest threat to you.

Oh, and you also need to send someone to inform Brother Zhao of the location of those Japanese soldiers, especially those near the road; they're all carrying submachine guns. Their firepower density is definitely high.

Tell them to make sure they take precautions. As long as we keep them occupied, we'll be fine once I get there.

Stone took the sketch as if it were a treasure, quickly brought it close to the moonlight to examine it carefully, and imprinted every mark in his mind.

His two junior brothers also joined in, the three of them huddled together, pointing lightly at the map with their fingers, whispering their strategies.

Remember, when we move out tomorrow, the first wave should concentrate fire on taking out those six heavy machine guns and use grenades to suppress their ammunition handlers!

Stone lowered his voice, his tone resolute, "The second team is responsible for taking out those eight snipers. Use precise sniping; don't give them a chance to react! The rest of you, divide into sections according to the locations on the map, and make sure no one is left alive!"

His fellow students nodded repeatedly, their eyes gleaming with excitement. With this "living map," they felt as if they had a god's-eye view, greatly increasing their chances of winning.

Lin Yifan watched their tense but orderly deployment, nodded in satisfaction, and then instructed, "Also, pay attention to their communications soldiers. If you see anyone carrying a radio or a signal gun, deal with them first. Don't let them send any signals."

Stone nodded emphatically: "Understood! Don't worry, I'll complete the mission!"

Lin Yifan patted him on the shoulder: "Alright, you guys keep an eye on things. I'm going to check out the fake trial platform. Remember, keep absolutely quiet and don't give yourself away."

After saying that, his figure flickered, like a ghost blending into the night, and he disappeared silently into the depths of the forest.

Only Stone and his companions remained, clutching the sketch that embodied Lin Yifan's hard work, their hearts filled with confidence and anticipation, quietly awaiting the thunderous strike that would come at dawn.