Courtyard House: Home Alone

The two ministers received the summons and quickly rushed to the palace. After hearing that the fool had asked them to each come up with a plan for advancing north within a week, the two looked at each other and saw the surprise in each other's eyes.

Previously, His Majesty clearly requested that preparations be made on both sides simultaneously. Why is the plan to advance northward being finalized so suddenly?

At this moment, the Minister of the Navy stepped forward, holding a report in both hands, and bowed, saying, "Your Majesty, this is the 'Tora' plan drafted by Yamamoto-kun. Please review it."

The Foolish Man frowned, took the report, flipped through a couple of pages, and his brow furrowed even more: "Yamamoto's plan is to launch a surprise attack on Pearl Harbor? He's quite audacious, but we're currently preparing for our northward advance; where would we find the spare resources to simultaneously launch a southward attack?"

The Minister of the Navy quickly bowed and replied, "Your Majesty, it is precisely because we are advancing north that we must destroy the American fleet in the Pacific. Otherwise, when we advance north, the United States will definitely cut off our maritime supply lines from behind, and then the troops at the front will be unable to advance or retreat, which will be troublesome."

Moreover, the US Pacific Fleet is currently understrength, making it a perfect opportunity to wipe it out in one fell swoop, completely eliminating any worries about our southward or northward advance.

The Fool flipped through the plan, his finger pausing on the words "attack on Pearl Harbor." His eyes slowly brightened, and he stared at the plan for a long time before nodding slowly. "Interesting. When does Yamamoto plan to make his move?"

"Yamamoto-kun said that as long as His Majesty nods, he can immediately prepare the Combined Fleet for a covert departure, just waiting for the order."

The fool closed the report and placed it on the table, looking up at the two men standing below, his eyes filled with determination: "Since that's the case, then let's act simultaneously from both sides. The army will prepare its northward advance deployment a week later as planned, and the navy will have Yamamoto prepare for a surprise attack as planned. Tell them that this battle is crucial to the fate of the empire; victory is the only option!"

The two bowed in unison, accepting the order and loudly replying, "As Your Majesty commands!"

The seeds of conspiracy have been sown, and the wheels of war have officially begun to turn. The entire world has been swept into this massive vortex of war, and no one knows where this war, which has changed the fate of hundreds of millions of people, will ultimately lead.

Meanwhile, in Beiping, Lin Yifan and He Yuzhu were accompanying Han Fengzhi at Peking Union Medical College Hospital as she awaited delivery. He had arranged for the best doctors and delivery room long ago, and was also giving Han Fengzhi soup mixed with spiritual spring water every day, just waiting for He Yuzhu to be safely delivered so that Han Fengzhi would also be safe and sound.

After arranging things here, Lin Yifan finally had some free time to look through the messages sent from various parties.

Just then, Xia Yan arrived at the hospital. As soon as they met, he pulled him aside and whispered, "Young Master, the old man just called. He said he has something important to discuss with you and wants you to go to his place right away."

Lin Yifan's heart skipped a beat. If the old man was in such a hurry to come here, it must be something important. He nodded in agreement and told He Yuzhu to stay here and keep Aunt Han company. If anything happened, he should go directly to the attending physician on duty.

Then he followed Xia Yan and walked quickly outside, asking Xia Yan as they walked if he knew what exactly happened.

Xia Yan shook his head and said that the old man didn't go into details on the phone, only that the matter was urgent and needed to be discussed with him immediately.

Lin Yifan quickened his pace, arrived outside the hospital, hailed a rickshaw, and headed straight for the Municipal Committee.

Upon arriving at Old Master Tang's office, before he could even catch his breath, the old man said, "Xiao Fan, the reason I called you here so urgently is because news has come from below that the supply of cotton and cotton cloth to Beiping has been cut off."

It's about to snow, and many people who fled to Beiping this year still don't have winter clothes. Look...

Lin Yifan frowned after hearing this. The timing was too perfect. It was likely that someone deliberately cut off the supply before winter to take advantage of the situation, hoping to raise prices and make a quick buck, while also sowing discord among the people of Beiping.

Another reason, also related to the Japanese offensive plan, was that cotton was a strategic resource, and the Japanese relied on textiles to earn foreign exchange. Furthermore, winter was approaching, and the Japanese themselves were experiencing a surge in demand.

He hesitated for a moment before speaking, "Grandpa, you should stabilize the situation here first and prevent the market from descending into chaos. I'll contact 'Ghost' right away and try to get a batch of cotton and cotton cloth over to fill the gap for winter."

Grandpa Tang nodded and sighed: "I'm afraid we'll be stopped along the way. Several batches of goods we ordered were detained halfway through the journey. It's obvious that the other party is targeting us."

Lin Yifan's eyes turned cold: "No matter who is behind this, the first priority is to ensure that the people have enough clothes for winter. We can't let them freeze. I'll make the arrangements right away. The first batch of goods will be in Beiping City in three days at the latest."

Upon hearing this, Grandpa Tang breathed a sigh of relief and patted Lin Yifan on the shoulder, saying with emotion, "I knew you could handle this. If you can really get this batch of goods over here, it will save countless lives."

Lin Yifan finalized the arrangements for follow-up support and distribution with Grandpa Tang, then turned and left the office. He went home immediately, greeted Wenxiu and the others, and then got up and left home.

In this day and age, the only place with cotton and cotton cloth was the Japanese army's warehouses. He set his sights on Dalian in Northeast China, the largest port in the region.

It was also the most important storage and transshipment hub for Japanese supplies. Large quantities of cotton plundered from various parts of Northeast China were piled up in the port warehouses here, waiting to be loaded onto ships and transported to the island nation's mainland.

Beiping is more than 800 kilometers away from Dalian. Lin Yifan teleported all the way there and finally arrived in Dalian as night fell.

He drank some spiritual spring water, rested for a while, and under the cover of night, he silently teleported to Lushunkou. He used his mental power to scan the entire port area and quickly figured out the Japanese guard deployment and warehouse locations.

At the same time, he couldn't help but feel a surge of joy. He discovered that the warehouse area in Lushunkou was not just large; it was divided into different functional zones.

There were areas for weapons and ammunition, grain storage, canned food, medicine, medical equipment, military uniforms and bedding, and three large warehouses filled with neatly packed cotton and cotton cloth, almost reaching the roof.

Only a small squad of Japanese soldiers was stationed outside, so the defenses were very lax.

Lin Yifan chuckled inwardly. The Japanese probably thought that Lushun was their rear, and no one would dare to snatch food from their jaws. This was perfect for him.

Without delay, he took advantage of the moment when the patrolling Japanese soldiers turned away and teleported directly into the cotton warehouse. With a thought, he stored all the packed cotton and cotton cloth in the warehouse into his spatial storage, leaving not even a single piece of cotton wool on the ground.

It didn't take long for him to collect all the supplies from the three warehouses. Then he went to the adjacent grain and medicine areas and stored the rice, sulfonamides, alcohol, and other commonly used medicines, as well as his hand tools, into his spatial storage.

Then came canned food, military uniforms and bedding, and finally weapons and ammunition. The weapons in the warehouse were mainly anti-aircraft weapons, with the rest being various types of artillery shells.

After storing everything in his spatial storage, Lin Yifan was still wondering why there were so many supplies in the warehouse. They could at least supply the combat needs of 300,000 people for two months.