Courtyard House: From Deputy Division Commander to Civilian, Progressing All the Way

The news of MacArthur's deportation was not deliberately kept secret.

On the contrary, it was at the behest of the central government.

The following day, major national media outlets, including the People's Daily, the PLA Daily, and the Guangming Daily, dropped another bombshell!

The front page featured a huge photo of Lin Yang and Li Yunlong being interviewed by Chinese and foreign journalists at the airport!

In the photo, two generals, wearing overcoats, stand tall and straight, their eyes firm and confident, with the American transport plane carrying MacArthur behind them.

The newspaper headlines were even more exhilarating:

Those who offend China, though far away, shall be punished! — Remembering the heroic generals Lin Yang and Li Yunlong who captured MacArthur alive, bidding farewell to the defeated generals!

The article details the glorious achievements of the Special Mountain Independent Division on the Korean battlefield.

From the night raid on Wenjing to the ambush on the ice and snow of Changjin Lake; from the infiltration behind enemy lines at Shangganling to the final thunderous decapitation on the highway!

Every word and every sentence is filled with the heroic spirit of war, bringing tears to the eyes and stirring the blood of people across the country!

The news reached Beijing.

The courtyard at No. 95 Nanluoguxiang was once again struck by a massive earthquake that could not be quelled.

Afternoon rush hour.

Lin Fan, holding a copy of the People's Daily that smelled of fresh ink, strode into the courtyard.

His face radiated a pride and self-satisfaction that words could not describe.

"Have you read the newspaper?! Have you read the newspaper?!"

Yan Bugui, who lived in the front yard, was already excitedly walking around the yard with a newspaper in hand, reading it to everyone he met.

"Good heavens! Commander Lin is now truly famous throughout the world! Even that five-star American general had to salute and admit defeat to our Commander Lin before he left!"

When Yan Bugui saw Lin Fan walk in, he immediately put on an extremely obsequious smile and ran to greet him.

"Oh my! Deputy Factory Director Lin is back! Look at this newspaper, Commander Lin's imposing presence is truly the pride of all Chinese people!"

Inside the central courtyard.

Yi Zhonghai and Liu Haizhong were sitting at a stone table, with a newspaper spread out in front of them.

Looking at Lin Yang's arrogant and imposing posture in the photo, Yi Zhonghai's hands trembled slightly.

"The Lin family... the Lin family has become a true god we can't afford to offend..." Yi Zhonghai muttered to himself, his eyes filled with endless regret and deep awe.

Now, just thinking about how he once seized the Lin family's house sends chills down his spine. He only hopes that Lin Fan can be magnanimous and forget everything from the past.

Liu Haizhong wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, still shaken, and echoed, "Old Yi, we'd better keep our eyes peeled in this yard from now on. Forget Deputy Factory Director Lin, even He Yuzhu, that living devil, we'd better steer clear!"

Inside the Jia family's house.

Jia Zhangshi hid behind the crack in the door, covering her mouth tightly, not daring to make a sound even when breathing.

Looking at Lin Fan's triumphant appearance and Lin Yang's murderous photo in the newspaper, the last bit of resentment in her heart was crushed by utter fear.

She knew that for the rest of her life, she, Jia Zhangshi, would only live like a bug in this courtyard, forever in the shadow of the Lin brothers.

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Yuquanshan Military Region Compound.

Building No. 6, Class A.

The afterglow of the setting sun streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows, bathing the warm living room in its glow.

Tian Yu sat on the sofa, holding a pair of scissors, carefully cutting out Lin Yang's photo from the newspaper.

Her movements were very gentle, and her eyes were filled with endless love and pride.

She neatly pasted the cut-out photos into a thick scrapbook. It was filled with all the battle reports and honors related to Lin Yang from the past few years.

A "click" sound.

The villa's gate was pushed open.

Lin Yang took off his general's overcoat, hung it on the hanger, and walked into the living room with steady steps.

He looked at his wife, who was sitting on the sofa, gazing tenderly at him.

A smile that melts ice and snow instantly blooms on his cold and stern face.

He stepped forward, said nothing, and simply extended his broad, kind hand.

It gently rested on Tian Yu's slightly protruding belly.

Outside the window, a gust of autumn wind blew by, swirling up a few golden leaves.

It swirled in the air before finally landing safely on this solid ground protected by blood and glory.

Lin Yang's gaze passed over the window and looked into the distance.

Click.

Late autumn, 1953.

With the formal signing of the Korean Armistice Agreement at Panmunjom, the founding war that shocked the world finally came to an end.

The sounds of artillery fire gradually subsided on the other side of the Yalu River, but the immense shock this war brought to the entire world order lingered like a raging storm. In particular, the terrifying combat power displayed by the Chinese People's Volunteer Army on the battlefield, and the strategic feat of capturing US five-star general MacArthur, completely shattered the arrogance of the Western powers.

As the sharpest blade in this war, the name of Lin Yang, commander of the Special Mountain Independent Division, had already spread far and wide with those incredible battle reports.

October, Pyongyang.

Although the city had been reduced to ruins by the relentless bombing of the US military,

But inside a grand auditorium located deep underground, the atmosphere was both solemn and enthusiastic.

Brilliant lights shone on the red curtain, where senior generals from China and North Korea gathered together.

Today is the day the Republic of Korea holds its highest honor awarding ceremony.

Lin Yang, dressed in a crisp Volunteer Army officer's uniform and high-top leather boots, stood firmly in the center of the awarding platform, his figure like a sharp sword piercing the sky. His face was cold and resolute; two years of war had tempered his iron-blooded killing intent to the bone, yet he still exuded an imposing aura that made people afraid to look him in the eye.

Accompanied by majestic military music, the North Korean leader personally walked onto the medal-awarding platform.

His expression was exceptionally solemn, his eyes filled with deep respect. Through the translator's recitation, his resounding voice echoed throughout the underground auditorium:

"General Lin Yang, your special forces were like divine intervention. Your heroic act of capturing the enemy's highest commander in the Far East not only turned the tide of the war but also greatly boosted the morale of the Chinese and North Korean people! You are a true hero!"

The honor guards, carrying trays covered with red silk, marched forward in perfect unison.

He personally picked up a heavy medal made of pure gold and inlaid with a bright red star, and solemnly pinned it on Lin Yang's left chest.

First Class National Flag Medal!

This was the highest national honor North Korea had ever received! Throughout the entire history of the Korean War, only a handful of top-ranking commanders of the Chinese People's Volunteer Army, such as General Peng Dehuai, had received this honor. Lin Yang, through that thunderous decapitation strike that would be recorded in world military history, undisputedly earned this medal representing supreme glory.

Then, he picked up another gleaming silver medal and pinned it to Lin Yang's right breast.

Order of Freedom and Independence, First Class!

This medal is awarded specifically to outstanding generals who have demonstrated exceptional command skills and annihilated the enemy's main force during wartime. Lin Yang's ambush at Changjin Lake and his infiltration behind enemy lines at Shangganling were both textbook examples of special operations, and he undoubtedly deserves this medal.