Courtyard House: Home Alone

This time, the destination is between Laiyuan County and Lingqiu County, not far from Beiping. It's about 200 kilometers away via Zhuozhou.

Knowing that the Red Party was getting impatient, they checked the route and didn't delay. After saying goodbye to Grandpa Tang, they set off.

Thanks to this body, no one paid any attention to this teenager along the way, and they arrived in Laiyuan County smoothly the next day.

Looking at the two characters "Laiyuan" above the city gate, Lin Yifan felt a moment of disorientation. Had he stumbled into the world of "Bright Sword" again? What about Old Li? Would he invite him for sweet potato wine? Would the brigade commander also come to congratulate him? Oh right, and there's the deputy commander-in-chief's inscription—that would be great.

Lin Yifan's mind raced with daydreams, and the corners of his mouth involuntarily curled up.

However, business was more important. Lin Yifan found a restaurant, ate something, and packed up the restaurant's only ten or so roast chickens and three pork knuckles. He then turned around, walked out of the restaurant, asked for directions, and headed towards Lingqiu.

Before they even left the city, a burst of gunfire rang out from behind them. Lin Yifan quickly darted into a nearby alley. He unleashed his mental energy, spreading it outwards. His current domain had a radius of about 5000 meters, encompassing the entire small county town.

This man is not to be trifled with. At the crossroads not far from him, there was a rather grand restaurant. Four men ran out of it. One of them had even lost his top hat, revealing a bald head with six ordination scars that gleamed in the sunlight. He was clearly a monk.

This monk was quite agile, carrying a pistol in one hand and a package of food wrapped in oil paper in the other. Who else could he be but a monk?

The other person standing next to him, half a head shorter than him, was none other than Li Yunlong, a handsome young man from the surrounding area.

There were two others. One was carrying a Colt, and he was Chu Yunfei from the 358th Regiment. His adjutant was carrying a Mauser pistol.

The four of them ran towards the city gate, and a bunch of plants came out of Lin Yifan's mouth. What a coincidence! He glanced at the city gate and saw four Japanese soldiers with a squad of puppet troops setting up defenses. Four of the puppet troops had already run over to prepare to close the city gate.

Lin Yifan cursed his bad luck inwardly. The city gate was about to close, and if he got stuck inside, who knew how much trouble he would cause.

With a thought, he sent six bullets flying from the spatially frozen warehouse. Before the four puppet soldiers and two Japanese machine gunners who were preparing to close the city gate could react, their skulls were smashed and they fell to the ground, their white and red semen flowing everywhere.

The remaining two Japanese soldiers and several puppet troops panicked upon seeing this, wildly firing their guns in all directions while screaming in terror.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Lin Yifan slipped out of the alley and rushed towards the city gate like a ghost. At the same time, bullets in the space also flew out, and in less than three breaths, the Japanese soldiers and puppet troops at the city gate were all dead.

Li Yunlong and his three men also noticed the change at the city gate. They were stunned at first, then reacted. Li Yunlong shouted, "Damn it, there's a master! Brothers, charge!"

With that, he charged towards the city gate, firing his pistol at the pursuing enemies.

Chu Yunfei's eyes narrowed as he quickly assessed the situation. He shouted to his adjutant, "Follow up!" The two followed closely behind, their Colt pistols accurately hitting a few scattered enemies who were trying to put up a fight.

The chaos at the city gate quickly subsided. Lin Yifan stood inside the city gate, glanced at the four people rushing over, and without stopping, he quickly left the city.

The four men behind him followed closely out of the city, trailing behind Lin Yifan. Li Yunlong, while running, shouted loudly to Lin Yifan, "Hey! You little brother up ahead, wait! What the hell are you from? You're so agile!"

His loud voice rang out exceptionally well outside the city, carrying an innate cheerfulness and curiosity.

Chu Yunfei, on the other hand, remained relatively calm. He tightened his grip on the Colt, his sharp gaze scrutinizing Lin Yifan's back. He thought to himself: This young man is so ruthless and decisive. I didn't even see how he made those moves before the enemy at the city gate fell. He is no ordinary person.

His adjutant also looked around warily, remaining on high alert.

The bald monk, also known as Monk Wei, clutched the oil paper package tightly to his chest, muttering, "Damn it, we almost got trapped in the city. Luckily, the roast chicken for the political commissar wasn't lost. Those little devils are like a persistent ghost!"

After leaving the city, Lin Yifan did not walk fast. Hearing the shouts behind him, he did not stop walking and continued walking at a leisurely pace.

At this moment, Li Yunlong caught up with him, reached out and patted Lin Yifan on the shoulder, saying, "Little brother, you're really something. We need to hurry, or the dogs are catching up."

Lin Yifan shrugged off Li Yunlong's large hand, turned around and looked at the four people who had followed him. His eyes were calm and unwavering, as if he hadn't been the one who had cleanly and efficiently dealt with more than a dozen enemies at the city gate just now.

His gaze swept across the faces of Li Yunlong, Chu Yunfei, Wei Heshang, and Chu Yunfei's adjutant in turn, with a hint of scrutiny, but it didn't seem like he was deliberately probing anything.

Li Yunlong and his three companions were so surprised that their mouths dropped open. At first, they thought that the person who had helped them was just a short young man, but when he turned around, they realized they were completely wrong, and very wrong at that.

The "expert" in front of them was clearly just a child. And the Japanese soldiers and puppet troops at the city gate were like paper in front of him.

Lin Yifan glanced at the Japanese soldiers and puppet troops pouring out of the city gate, curled his lip, and said, "Just these few dogs, is there any need to run? You're not a fake Li Yunlong, are you!" After saying that, he ran towards the grove of trees next to him.

Li Yunlong was so choked by Lin Yifan's words, "a fake Li Yunlong," that he almost choked on his own breath. He glared at Lin Yifan's retreating figure as he ran into the grove, cursing, "Hey! You little brat! How am I fake? My name is well-known throughout Shanxi!"

Lin Yifan ran out in less than two minutes, but he had two Type 38 rifles and four bullet boxes in his hands.

At this time, they were about 500 meters away from the city gate, while the Japanese soldiers at the forefront were about 400 meters away from them.

He held up the rifle in his left hand in front of the four men and said, "Who among you is a better shot? It's already loaded with bullets." Without waiting for their reply, he threw the rifle to Li Yunlong.

He cocked the gun, raised it, and fired in one smooth motion, followed by another cocking and firing... In just three breaths, he had fired five bullets.