Courtyard Houses: Longevity Since the War of Resistance

At the same time as the liberation of Hangzhou, the cities of Huzhou, Jiaxing, and Shaoxing were also liberated.

In Chiayi City, the clone used the Six Arts of Frost and teleportation to move around the city. The Japanese soldiers would often only feel a chill, look down, and find themselves suddenly split into several pieces. They would die without ever seeing who did it.

Shaoxing City played the most elaborate trick, using the God of Space to cut all the Japanese soldiers in Shaoxing City into molecular structures. This spatial ability is still usable.

Lake City, after being intimidated by Conqueror's Haki, summoned tens of thousands of soldiers by scattering beans and killed the Japanese.

All three cities use the God of Deception, which makes me wonder why "One Breath Transforms into Three Pure Ones" is the ultimate skill. A god-level skill that can be used in clones without consuming the original's uses is insane.

The cities of Hangzhou, Huzhou, Jiaxing, and Shaoxing were just appetizers; what followed was a lightning-fast sweep for the sake of efficiency. Ningbo, Jinhua, Quzhou, Wenzhou, Chuzhou, and Yancheng were swiftly swept through, and at 2:57 PM, Zhejiang Province was liberated.

As I said before, if it weren't for the fear of moving too fast and arousing suspicion, it would have been resolved in no time.

My original plan was to leave after dealing with Zhejiang and Jiangsu provinces, but then I thought, there's not much left in East China, so I might as well deal with them all at once.

Since they were already here, the three clones were dispatched again, and the next few hours were a nightmare for the Japanese soldiers in East China.

They suffered various unreasonable blows around the same time.

By the time the sun rose on June 26, 1942, all the major cities and strategic locations in East China, except for Shanghai, which was a special place, had changed hands.

The Japanese flag was torn down and trampled into the mud. While the vast countryside and remote counties will require time to clean up, for our army, rooted in the grassroots, it's a piece of cake.

I looked at the colossal city in the east. "That's all that's left."

What?

You're asking about the Japanese navy?

The navy? Hahahaha, they're facing me on the open sea with no cover? Facing me, who's got cheat codes, they have nowhere to hide. Hahahaha, do you think they'll have a good ending?

The Buddha's divine foot struck the Heavenly Mountain with one, two, three, four, and seven kicks. This time, no corpses need to be handed over. (From Da G)

The seven gunboats were crushed into iron discs without any power to move and sank to the bottom of the sea with the seawater!

"Damn, I forgot to leave the boat but not the people. It's okay, there will be more."

Our family is not a large, established business anymore; please remember that.

When dealing with other naval vessels, I deliberately left the ships but not the crew. Two coastal defense ships, two destroyers, six minesweepers, and five auxiliary gunboats.

Old Chen is so stylish now, he has everything from land and sea to air, he's drooling with envy.

What is Lao Chen doing now?

He was kicking the back of his head; the command post was now in complete chaos. The radio was constantly beeping, and communications soldiers were rushing in and out.

"Report! Ning City has been liberated!"

"Report! The gold market has been liberated!"

……

Old Chen's hands were trembling as he held the telegram. He walked to the map, which showed that the liberated areas covered the entire East China region, leaving only a small area in Shanghai.

"To suppress the ghost!" he muttered to himself.

"Issue the order," he turned around, his voice becoming steady, "that all units take over the city quickly according to the pre-arranged plan, stabilize order, and appease the people. At the same time," he pointed to the location of Shanghai on the map.

"Mobilize your troops and surround this place. Surround it completely! Don't let a single Japanese soldier out, and don't let those foreign friends inside wander around. Tell them that there's fighting outside, and for their safety, they can't leave for the time being."

"yes!"

The order was quickly relayed.

In the newly liberated cities of East China, soldiers in gray uniforms quickly moved in, took over defenses, posted notices to reassure the people, and organized the resumption of production. The people came out of their homes, saw the familiar flags, and erupted in thunderous cheers.

Meanwhile, on the outskirts of Shanghai, columns of troops began to be mobilized, fortifications were constructed, and blockade lines were established.

Overnight, this largest city in the Far East became an isolated, besieged island. The Japanese soldiers inside panicked, as did the diplomats and businessmen from various countries in the concessions. Radio waves were filled with all sorts of inquiries, protests, and distress signals.

But none of this concerns me anymore.

I sent a telegram to Lao Chen, telling him I was waiting for him at the airport by the sea in Hangzhou.

Q: Where is the airport by the sea?

A: Do you even understand what it means to be an Earth Intimate?!

First, take those fifteen ships of various sizes out of the space and moor them neatly at the dock.

Then, there's the airplane.

We selected a hundred of the best-condition aircraft from various airports in Zhejiang Province, along with some we later smuggled from other airports in East China. They were arranged one by one, looking quite presentable. The fuel was full, and all the necessary ammunition was properly mounted.

Old Chen, hurry up and come, I can't handle this alone. (From Li Dazui in Wulin Gaiden)

"Here it comes!"

The sound of a jeep engine came from afar, kicking up a cloud of dust. Before the car had even come to a complete stop, Old Chen jumped out, followed by several guards, all looking wary and curious.

All of them, including Old Chen, stood frozen to the side, their eyes wide like copper bells, shooting out a lightning-like blank stare.

The sea breeze blew by, but it couldn't move the group of petrified people. Old Chen's Adam's apple bobbed several times. "This...this is all...?"

I was leaning against the landing gear of one of the fighter jets, a blade of grass dangling from my mouth, and I couldn't help but laugh at the sight of him.

"Yes, all of those. One hundred planes. Fifteen ships: coastal defense ships, destroyers, minesweepers, gunboats, that's about it. They can all be deployed and are capable of fighting."

Old Chen suddenly turned to look at me. "Comrade Zhengui! This...this...this..." He was speechless for a moment, his hands trembling with excitement. "Where...how did you get this?! This...this is too..."

"It was captured," I spat out the grass stem, speaking casually. "There are so many airports and docks in East China, it would be a waste for the Japanese to keep them. I just helped them move some. What, you think it's not enough?"

"A lot! A lot! My God..." Old Chen rubbed his hands, circled the nearest plane twice, then rushed to the dock to look at the ships. His eyes were like those of someone who had seen a priceless treasure. He muttered, "Coastal defense ships... and destroyers... Now... now we have a navy? Even if it's just a prototype..."

A staff officer who had come along and knew a bit about the technology rushed to a bomber, stroking its cold skin with obvious delight, his voice trembling: "Sir! That's a Japanese Type 97 heavy bomber! A real gem! And that one, judging by the bridge, it's a Minakaze-class destroyer! It's a bit old, but its firepower is considerable!"

Old Chen finally managed to pull his gaze back to me. "Comrade Zhengui! You...you've given us an incredible gift! How can I possibly thank you! Land, sea, and air—you've really given us the whole package!"

Seeing his drool practically dripping, I waved my hand: "No need for thanks. Stabilize East China, consolidate our territory, and train our troops. Especially these new guys," I pointed to the planes and warships, "get our people to learn how to use them quickly, don't let them rust."

"Understood! Don't worry!" Old Chen straightened his back. "Even if I don't eat or drink, I'll make sure these belongings are well taken care of and used properly!"

"Okay, that's enough." I nodded, glanced at the sky, and said, "I'll leave this place to you. I should go now."

"Go? Where are you going?" Old Chen was taken aback.

"Back to headquarters to report," I said matter-of-factly. "After making such a fuss, shouldn't I go back and talk to the higher-ups?"

Old Chen suddenly realized, but then felt a pang of reluctance: "Then...when are you coming back? From Shanghai..."

"My point is to leave Shanghai for now; the situation there is too complicated. I'll come back after I finish another matter." I paused, a slightly mischievous smile appearing on my face. "By the way, Lao Chen, I've already reported these spoils to headquarters. I reckon it won't be long before they send you a congratulatory telegram wishing you good fortune. Don't scold me then."

The ecstasy on Old Chen's face froze instantly, slowly turning into a pained expression that was both funny and exasperating.

He certainly understood that "Gong Xi Fa Cai" (Wishing you prosperity) sometimes didn't mean the literal meaning; it often implied, "You've struck it rich, hurry up and distribute the spoils."

"You little devil..." Old Chen pointed at me, laughing and scolding, "You were waiting for me here! I was wondering why you were being so generous!"

"Hahahaha!" I burst out laughing, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Let's go! Do a good job!"

Having said that, I didn't linger. I turned and walked towards the most agile-looking Zero fighter on the tarmac—it was light and fast. I skillfully climbed into the cockpit and started the engine. The roar of the engine filled the air above the salt field, the propeller kicking up dust. Through the canopy, I waved to Old Chen below, who was still looking up with a complex expression, and then pushed the control stick.

The plane taxied on the makeshift flat ground, accelerated, and then gracefully lifted its nose, soaring into the azure sky.

Looking down from the air, the salt fields grew smaller and smaller, and Old Chen and his newly acquired "family photo of land, sea, and air" became just a few tiny dots. The vast land of East China stretched out beneath the wings, and green was rapidly replacing red.

I adjusted the course, heading northwest towards Shanxi. The plane streaked across the sky, leaving a faint white trail.

Shortly after I left, Old Chen, still feeling both love and worry about his new equipment, received a telegram from headquarters. The telegram began: "Old Chen, I am delighted to hear of your unit's brilliant achievements and abundant spoils in the East China offensive. Congratulations on your success! To support the overall war effort, your unit is hereby ordered to…"

Holding the telegram, Old Chen looked at the dazzling array of airplanes and warships before him, and recalling Li Feng's hearty laughter as he left, he couldn't help but laugh too, muttering with a laugh, "That damn devil!"

He shook his head, his smile fading, and said seriously to the staff officer beside him, "Report back to headquarters: We will obey orders without question! At the same time, submit a detailed list of the equipment we have captured, and request headquarters' instructions on the allocation plan!"