Courtyard House: Home Alone

Lin Yifan quickly took two steps forward, extended his hands, and shook hands with several leaders. He was also quite emotional, never expecting to have the opportunity to meet and shake hands with these founding fathers.

The teacher patted him on the shoulder with a smile and said, "Comrade Xiaolin, we have long admired your name. We remember your contributions to the War of Resistance." As he spoke, he led him into the courtyard and invited him to sit down and have tea served.

After the guests and host were seated, the gentleman spoke first, laughing as he recounted the scene of meeting Lin Yifan in a dilapidated cave dwelling in the suburbs of Beiping, gesturing with his hand to show how tall Lin Yifan was when he was seven years old.

After exchanging a few pleasantries, the conversation turned to future development. The leader smiled and asked him if he had any thoughts or suggestions on the future of the country's development.

After a moment of contemplation, Lin Yifan selectively shared his thoughts on post-war industrial development and people's livelihood. Several leaders nodded repeatedly, their eyes shining brighter as they listened, praising him for his far-sightedness and profound thinking.

The teacher smiled, took a puff of his cigarette, and said, "Comrade Xiao Lin, it's rare to find someone with such vision and insight. The ideas you've mentioned are all spot on and have hit the nail on the head regarding the key points of our current development."

We won't force you to take up a public office if you don't want to, but we still hope you can give us more suggestions to help build the foundation of our new China.

Lin Yifan nodded quickly and said that he would do his best whenever he could help, whether it was providing technology or supplies.

The leader smiled and replied, "That's great! What we lack most right now is industrial technology and equipment. We'll definitely need your help again later."

After chatting about work for a while, the teacher suddenly changed the subject and asked about the follow-up arrangements for "Ghost," asking him how he planned to arrange the team next.

Lin Yifan replied frankly that most of the members of "Ghost" were originally poor people who had been persecuted by the Japanese in various places. After the war ended, most of them were assigned to various places to participate in construction, and a small number went abroad to help China keep an eye on the surrounding areas and send messages in time if there was any situation.

At the same time, it can also open up trade channels with the West, allowing China to obtain more advanced technology and equipment.

The leaders were very pleased after hearing this, and repeatedly said that Lin Yifan and his team had considered things carefully, and that it was good that the matter was settled in this way.

The headquarters prepared a simple welcome dinner for them. The group ate and chatted until dark before parting ways. Lin Yifan was arranged to stay at the headquarters, and they planned to continue their discussion the next day about the specific details of national unification and reconstruction after the defeat of the Japanese.

The next morning, everyone sat down in the meeting room on time. Shortly after they sat down, a messenger came in and brought good news from the front: Li Yunlong and Kong Jie's southward troops had successfully captured Jinan, annihilated more than 5,000 Japanese soldiers who were stubbornly resisting in the city, and seized mountains of supplies.

A burst of cheerful laughter erupted in the conference room. Jiao Yuan smiled and pointed to the location of Jinan on the map, then looked up at Lin Yifan and said: "Look, it's only been a few months, but our progress is much faster than expected. In less than a year, we will be able to drive all the Japanese devils back into the sea."

Lin Yifan laughed along, saying that the main force of the Japanese army had been almost wiped out by us long ago, and what was left were just remnants of defeated soldiers who wouldn't last much longer.

The group then chatted for most of the day, discussing everything from industrial layout to agricultural reform, from education to basic transportation infrastructure.

Lin Yifan shared all the lessons he knew about the development of later generations, helping people avoid many of the pitfalls that had already been proven.

The leaders listened very carefully, pausing from time to time to take notes. When they encountered something they didn't understand, they asked directly, and Lin Yifan tried his best to explain it clearly in simple terms.

After staying for two more days, Lin Yifan felt that they had talked about everything they needed to talk about, so he asked to return to Beiping. The leaders did not keep him any longer. They packed a bunch of local specialties from the border region and their calligraphy for him to take with him, and personally escorted him to the headquarters. They held his hand and repeatedly told him to come to the headquarters often and to come and exchange ideas whenever he had any thoughts.

Lin Yifan agreed to all of them, waved goodbye to the leaders, and followed the escorting guards out of the border area, returning safely to his courtyard in Beiping City.

August 1st arrived in the blink of an eye. For the past two days, Lin Yifan had been pondering a question: should the Japanese surrender as soon as possible, or should the invaders who had set foot on Chinese soil be wiped out on this land?

In five days, the American "Little Boy" and "Fat Man" bombs will detonate in Hiroshima and Nagasaki, Japan. The Japanese devils are already like mangy dogs with their spines broken; if they are bombed by "Little Boy" and "Fat Man," they will surely surrender immediately.

It would be troublesome to annihilate the invading invaders then. In my previous life, many of the war criminals who actually started the war escaped. In this life, although I killed some of them, judging from the behavior of the Western powers, they will definitely use China to exchange for their interests, protect the island nation's royal family, and exempt them from international law sanctions.

With this in mind, he made a decision: since fate had allowed him to travel through time, he would change the course of history and make those Japanese and Western devils shed more blood. At the same time, he would show them how the Chinese people, single-handedly, could annihilate the invaders on their own land.

Furthermore, we must solemnly warn those who use Chinese soldiers to gain personal benefits that the fate of Chinese soldiers must be in their own hands.

The land of China can only be decided by the Chinese people themselves. We will never agree to anyone trying to trade our interests.

Those war criminals whose hands are stained with the blood of our Chinese compatriots must not be let off the hook. They must pay for their crimes in blood and give an explanation to the hundreds of millions of compatriots who died tragically.

After making up their minds, two telegrams in plain text were sent out that very night: one was a letter to the Chinese people, and the other was a warning against betraying national and people's interests.

Both telegrams, in plain text, were signed "Ghost" and explicitly stated in their warnings that anyone who betrays the interests of China and its people, regardless of their identity or nationality, will be hunted down globally by "Ghost" and their family, and their remains will be reduced to ashes.

The telegram in plain text sent shockwaves around the world. In the military headquarters in Tokyo, the Prime Minister and the Emperor looked at the translated telegram, their faces ashen.

They had long been terrified of the "Spectre." From the Kwantung Army to the Southern Army, countless generals had died at the hands of the "Spectre." Now, this plaintext telegram laid their cards on the table, plunging the entire city of Tokyo into panic.

In the White House across the ocean, the president frowned as he held the telegram. He knew there was a force called "Ghost" in northern China, and he knew how powerful it was, but he never expected that "Ghost" would dare to lay its cards on the table in front of the whole world.

Now, America's interests in this war will be greatly diminished. Enough blood has been shed by children; the war must end as soon as possible, and America must lead the way in ending it.

In this way, America's interests in this war can be maximized. As for China in the East, it has indeed suffered many casualties in the Southeast Asian battlefield, so let's give them some benefits then.