Chapter 9: Li Yunlong Plans Something Big

Parallel World, New First Regiment Headquarters.

“Commander, here’s the deployment map of the little devils you requested!” Zhang Dabiao handed over a map.

Li Yunlong quickly took away the wine cup from the table, spread the map over the small table, and studied it carefully.

“Commander, are you really planning to take out an entire enemy battalion?” Zhang Dabiao asked cautiously.

“I’ve already said it out loud. Can’t just let it be empty talk, can I?” Li Yunlong’s finger traced over the map.

Zhang Dabiao hesitated a little more. “Commander, how about we try attacking the puppet troops first to get some practice?”

Li Yunlong immediately grew displeased, his big eyes glaring like lanterns. “What’s that about, picking on the easy targets? Always picking on the weak?”

Under the commander’s fierce glare, Zhang Dabiao dared not argue.

Li Yunlong continued to curse, “Damn it! We now have a whole division’s worth of heavy firepower—three hundred machine guns! If we don’t dare to fight even one enemy battalion, won’t people laugh their heads off at me, Old Li?”

With that, Li Yunlong slammed his finger down hard on the map. “That’s it—damned Yamazaki Battalion!”

Zhang Dabiao was taken aback again. “Commander, Yamazaki Battalion is a first-class unit, the elite vanguard of the little devils!”

Li Yunlong sneered disdainfully. “Elite, my ass. I’m here to beat the elite!”

“Tell the reconnaissance squad to track Yamazaki Battalion’s movements over the next couple of days. Damn it, they sweep through every day—I’ll make sure this time they come and don’t return!”

Zhang Dabiao bit his lip. “Commander, shouldn’t we get approval from the higher-ups first?”

“Approval? By the time we get approval, the opportunity will be gone. Do it my way. If the sky falls, I, Li Yunlong, will bear it!”

“Yes, sir!”

...

Lin Ran’s Siheyuan residence.

The atmosphere in the room was somewhat intimate.

That little trickster, Shen Zhiyao, had the audacity to use his toothbrush without permission—completely disregarding boundaries.

Seeing the beauty straddling his thigh, Lin Ran felt a sudden dryness in his throat.

“Get up, enough of this.”

Lin Ran pushed Shen Zhiyao off himself; if this kept up, who knew what might happen.

“Hmph!”

Shen Zhiyao pouted, clearly displeased.

She had practically offered herself, yet he refused—how infuriating!

“By the way, have someone take those dollars away,” Lin Ran pointed to the box on the floor.

“Oh, just leave them here with you.”

“Take them away!”

Seeing Lin Ran’s stern expression, Shen Zhiyao quickly backed down.

“Alright, alright, don’t be mad. I’ll have them taken away.”

...

She made a call, and soon two men in black entered, easily lifting the box of dollars and carrying it away.

Nearly three hundred kilograms of silver dollars—lifted effortlessly by two men. Lin Ran gained a clearer understanding of the strength of Shen Zhiyao’s family.

Shen Zhiyao hooked her arm around Lin Ran’s, resuming her coquettish act.

“See? I’m such a good girl!”

Lin Ran shook his head helplessly, then thought for a moment and asked, “Can you help me get fifty tons of rice, fifty tons of flour, fifty tons of pork...”

“Wait!”

Shen Zhiyao raised a hand to interrupt and made another call.

Before long, a woman entered.

This time it was a beauty.

Tang Wan, the campus queen and academic achiever of the capital’s university, also Shen Zhiyao’s personal assistant and secretary.

“Miss, you called?”

Tang Wan wore a neat and crisp business suit, embodying urban sophistication.

Shen Zhiyao nodded. “He said, you remember.”

“Yes, miss.”

Without a word wasted, Tang Wan pulled out a small notebook, ready to take notes, her big eyes turning to Lin Ran.

As Shen Zhiyao’s close aide, Tang Wan naturally knew who Lin Ran was.

Lin Ran continued, “Rice, flour, pork, vermicelli, potatoes—fifty tons each. Two thousand sets of cotton-padded clothes and shoes, the plainest styles you can find. Can you have it all ready by tomorrow night?”

“Also, rent two warehouses in remote locations to store everything.”

Tang Wan recorded everything meticulously.

She then looked at Shen Zhiyao, who nodded, before saying, “No problem, Mr. Lin. Everything you requested will be delivered before three in the afternoon tomorrow.”

Lin Ran sighed inwardly—money truly made things easier.

If he had to arrange all this himself, not only would it cost a fortune, but it might take more than a week.

After some thought, Lin Ran decided to take care of everything at once. “Also, help me register a company for import and export trade. The business scope should cover the items I mentioned: food, general merchandise, and artwork. Oh, and gasoline and diesel; please get the necessary permits for that too.”

Tang Wan nodded and continued noting down every detail. “Anything else?”

“Yes. Help me rent an office building and find a headhunting firm to recruit some key personnel. That should be all.”

Lin Ran figured that would do for now.

Once the company was established, he wouldn’t need to trouble Shen Zhiyao anymore.

That Miss Shen of the Shen family was alluring, but dangerous!

“I’ll transfer fifty million to you shortly. The rest can be deposited into the company account.”

After Lin Ran finished, Tang Wan closed her notebook. “Understood. I’ll get everything done as soon as possible.”

She then looked at her mistress, who was wearing an infatuated expression. The campus queen and genius assistant took the hint and quietly left.

Soon, only Lin Ran and Shen Zhiyao remained in the room.

Shen Zhiyao rested her chin in her hands, her big eyes sparkling. “Lin Ran, you looked so handsome just now!”

Lin Ran smiled.

“Everything’s settled. Aren’t you leaving? Waiting for a late-night snack?”

Huh?

Shen Zhiyao’s face instantly turned to shock.

“Lin Ran, you put your pants on and forget all about me? I helped you so much—can’t you stay a little longer?”

“No! Hurry up and disappear!”

“You…”

...

Parallel World.

Five days had passed since Lin Ran delivered the weapons.

New First Regiment Headquarters.

Zhang Dabiao was reporting, “Commander, the reconnaissance squad has basically figured out Yamazaki Battalion’s movement patterns. Recently, they’ve mostly been active around Wild Wolf Valley to Black Wind Gorge.”

Li Yunlong quickly grabbed the map.

“Wild Wolf Valley, Black Wind Gorge...”

He searched the map with his finger.

Suddenly, he laughed. “Ha ha, it seems even Heaven is on my side.”

Zhang Dabiao didn’t understand and asked eagerly, “Commander, how so?”

“Dabiao, look here,” Li Yunlong pulled the map closer. “Take a good look at this place—Black Wind Gorge!”

Zhang Dabiao followed the finger.

The map was flat; the contours had to be visualized mentally.

After a while, Zhang Dabiao understood why the commander was so pleased and grew equally excited.

“Commander, this is a valley—perfect for an ambush!”

Zhang Dabiao pointed excitedly on the map. “Commander, if we set up machine guns on both sides of the gorge, I guarantee that damned Yamazaki won’t know what hit him!”

“Exactly!”

Li Yunlong slammed the table with force.

“Send the orders: everyone eats well tonight, the whole regiment carries a day’s rations, and sets off overnight for Black Wind Gorge!”

“Yes, sir!”