1030 Umezu Mijiro wanted to talk to Sun Hao about Fengtian, but asked him to invent the code telegram. He was unwilling to do this, mainly because he was too embarrassed. He was the commander of the Kanto Army, and he represented their empire. He negotiated with Sun Hao. Is that a confession? He can't do this matter,

So he could only order the intelligence agencies in Dalian to send people to find Sun Hao, hoping to talk to Sun Hao in this way. At the same time, he also ordered Fengtian's troops to start retreating!

On Sun Hao's side, Sun Hao didn't know that Meijiro Umezu was preparing to give up Fengtian. He was still asking the soldiers to hurry up and have dinner. It was snowing heavily. His troops could continue to march and march to Fengtian, and strive to kill Fengtian's Japanese in the shortest time.

"Report, Fengtian Scouts report!" A communication soldier came over with a telegram and handed it to Sun Hao. Sun Hao took it and looked carefully.

"Your uncle, what does it mean? Retreat?" Sun Hao was completely confused when he saw the telegram. The Japanese actually retreated. They actually gave up defending against Fengtian. This was something Sun Hao had never expected before!

"What, retreat?" Zhang Fan and the others heard it, and looked at Sun Hao in surprise.

"Look! What does Umetsu Mijiro mean? He is the commander of the Kwantung Army? He has so many troops in his hand, but they are still retreating and stop guarding. This is not normal?" Sun Hao said to Zhang Fan and the others.

They didn't understand either, they just looked at Sun Hao foolishly. After all, this was the first time they encountered such a situation. If the enemy stopped fighting, what could they do?

"Report, someone outside claimed to be a Japanese representative came over and said he was ordered to come over and hoped to negotiate with the battalion commander. We searched them, we searched them, they only brought telegraph machines!" A guard came in and said to Sun Hao. Sun Hao heard it and was a little surprised.

"negotiation?"

"Negotiation, the Japanese want to negotiate with us?"

"Battery Commander, you can't go, I'll go!"

"Yes, battalion commander, you can't go!"...The people in the command center were also quite surprised, but their first reaction was that Sun Hao could not go. They were worried that the Japanese would have some intentions and threaten Sun Hao's safety.

"It's okay, I'll meet them, Mad, what kind of war? They are not without troops. Not only does Fengtian's troops retreat, but they still want to negotiate now. What are you talking about?" Sun Hao was puzzled in his heart. He didn't know what Meijiro Umezu was going to do? How did he suddenly make such a move? This really made him confused.

"Battery Commander, no, what if they make a mistake?" Zhang Fan said anxiously to Sun Hao.

"I'm afraid of anything. I'm not afraid of going to the battlefield. I'm also afraid that their negotiators will take them to the air-raid shelter next to me. I want to see what they are going to talk about!" Sun Hao said to the guard, and the guard left immediately.

Sun Hao sat down and began to think about what Umezu Mijiro wanted to do? What exactly did he want to do if he retreated from Fengtian.

"Mad, you're smart. You're shrinking your troops and not fighting hard with us. You want to wait for their reinforcements to come and deal with us together?" Sun Hao sat there, analyzed carefully, and found that this was the possibility, otherwise the Japanese would not have come to negotiate with him.

Soon, the guard took the Japanese to the air-raid shelter next door, and Sun Hao also walked over. As soon as Sun Hao entered, he found a Japanese man wearing a suit, but he looked like a Japanese man, nodding and bowing, and his expression was arrogant.

Sun Hao walked in, sat down on the chair, then looked at the Japanese standing there and asked, "Tell me, who are you representing and what are you talking about?"

Sun Hao sat there and lit a cigarette, then looked at the Japanese.

"I, Kanojiro, are the president of a chamber of commerce here. This time I am enfeoffed the Kwantung Army Command. I hope I will talk to you about some things. I don't know what to do. I just brought the telegrapher to talk about. What will the headquarters talk about then!" Kanojiro said to Sun Hao with a bow.

"Then let's ask, what are you talking about? You guys are so, what's the point of talking about between us?" Sun Hao said impatiently, understanding that the Japanese were playing this again, and did not want to invent the code of the telegram, so he asked someone to send the telegram specifically.

"Hi, thank you!" The Japanese went out immediately, while Sun Hao was sitting there waiting!

"Report, our intelligence officer just sent a telegram and he had already met the person over there. I don't know if Sun Hao is exactly? But he asked, what exactly are we going to talk about?" A senior staff officer came in and said to Mijiro Umezu.

"Yo Xi, send this telegram and ask Sun Hao whether he agrees or not. We have a large amount of supplies in Fengtian, worth more than 20 million oceans in China. This time I want to exchange for the bodies of those warriors!" When Meizu Mijiro heard this, he immediately handed the telegram he wrote and the material list to the staff, who quickly went out.

"Your Excellency Commander, it seems not enough!" the chief of staff calculated there,

Just now, Xiangyue Qingsi also sent a list of the corpses, which were the prices. Only Sun Hao collected money. There was no way. If he didn't give the money, Sun Hao would behead him. If it was promoted, it would be a big blow to the morale of the imperial soldiers.

Therefore, they can only buy it for money, and the base camp does not want the bodies of those generals to be dragged out to the exhibition by the Eighth Route Army. After all, this is related to the honor of their empire!

"Not enough?" Meijiro Umezu asked in surprise when he heard this.

"Hi, according to the price of Sun Hao and the North China Command before, our Kwantung Army needs to pay Sun Hao 35 million oceans or equivalent supplies this time. The supplies in Fengtian are worth about 20 million oceans. I guess Sun Hao will definitely not agree!" The chief of staff stood there and said to Mijiro Umezu.

"Baga, can we still pay Sun Hao 15 million yuan?" Meijiro Umezu was so angry when he heard this. If he lost the war, he still had to pay? Where can I make sense?

"Hey, it's the case, but the base camp will pay for this money, and only Sun Hao can have it. Other Chinese troops will not be treated like this!" The Chief of Staff nodded and said to Mijiro Umezu.

"Haga!" Meijiro Umezu cursed, then thought for a while, and said, "This is the case first. If Sun Hao raises an objection, let's talk about it!"

"Hi!" The Chief of Staff nodded, and on Sun Hao's side, Sun Hao quickly received the telegram. After reading the telegram, he understood what was going on.

"Mad, how dare you threaten me and burn those supplies?" Sun Hao looked at the telegram, then stared at Kanojiro and asked.
Chapter completed!