1050 Sun Hao heard that Zhang Fan and the others had become regiment-level troops and immediately started to curse. Sun Hao is not just a regiment-level cadre now. According to the above requirements, Sun Hao's troops are of a high level.

This time, Zhang Fan and the others will also rise. I guess their files will be mentioned in Yan'an and cannot be placed in front of them.

"Hehe, I just read the telegram. I am now the deputy commander!" Zhang Fan said with a smile, touching his head.

"Okay, send them the telegram, order the troops from the first company to the fourth company will be directly upgraded to battalion, and all the original cadres will be upgraded to one level! The telegram will be sent directly to the platoon level!" Sun Hao sat there, smiling and said to Zhang Fan.

"Yes!" Zhang Fan and the others heard it and said happily. Not only did Zhang Fan and the others serve in the regiment headquarters, but each of them also serves as a battalion commander!

"By the way, do you guys have any ideas?" Sun Hao asked to the four advisers sitting there.

"Ah?" The four staff officers heard it and looked at Sun Hao. They were also soldiers from the special training camp before, but because they were educated, they were promoted to the battalion headquarters as staff officers.

"Did you think the troops below will serve as deputy battalion commander or company commander? Our special training camp is about to expand, and it requires a large number of cadres. You are also educated. Moreover, you have participated in the entire battle. I think you have learned some of the command of the battle!" Sun Hao asked the staff.

"Everything depends on the battalion commander!"

"What battalion commander, regiment commander!"

"Yes, yes, yes, troupe leader!"... Several advisers looked at Sun Hao with a smile.

"Well, okay, in this way, if you want to go to the position you want, just tell me. If you don't have one, I will look at the arrangement. If you are not satisfied with the arrangement or feel that you can't do it well, come to me!" Sun Hao smiled and looked at them and said.

"Yes, thank you, the regiment commander!" The four staff officers said to Sun Hao with a smile.

"Okay, I've been tired for a day. Now the troops have been sent to Tieling. We've been fighting here too. Hehe, this time I see what should I do if Mijiro Umezu? How dare I fight me?" Sun Hao sat there and smiled proudly.

"Battlefield, regiment commander, are you going to fight Changchun?" A staff officer said happily, almost calling the wrong one.

"I have to fight. Not only will I fight Changchun, but I will also kill the entire Jilin army and cut off the opportunity for the Japanese to transport troops from North Korea to this side. In this way, we can delay our Eighth Route Army for at least 2 months, 2 months. When they want to attack us, they don't know who will fight!" Sun Hao sat there and said sneered.

"Then will attack Changchun tonight?" A staff officer looked at Sun Hao and asked.

"This is not a regulation. Depending on the situation, there are many things here. Changchun, I will definitely take it down in the next few days!" Sun Hao said and stood up, reached the rear of the carriage, then lit a cigarette, looking at the situation outside,

The corpses of the Japanese were everywhere outside, and the snow had been dyed red.

In a village not far from the war zone, the people there didn't dare to come out at all. Now that they heard the gunshots stopped, they dared to open the door. Then they saw a large number of vehicles in the distance and a large number of corpses on the ground, which seemed to be all Japanese.

"The devils were beaten to death?" The people were surprised when they saw it. They had no idea what had happened, nor did they know that Fengtian had been taken down by the Eighth Route Army now.

They were in the small mountain village and knew very little about the situation outside. Last night, there were gunfire and cannons here. They were so scared that they didn't dare to come out. Now they came out and saw corpses everywhere, which was shocked!

"What kind of troops are coming?" a woman asked looking at her husband.

"I don't know, don't leave the yard, just move in the yard. If someone comes, you can hide!" The man stood on the yard wall and looked outside.

Soon, they saw a team of about 10 people. Each of them was carrying many guns and walking on the road under the courtyard wall.

"My fellow villager, don't be afraid, don't walk around. If someone knocks on the door later, don't open it. It may be a Japanese!" A soldier saw the commoner and shouted at him with a smile. He was from Hebei, and he could understand what he said.

"You, are you, are you, are our country's troops?" the middle-aged man said in shock.

"Well, yes, we are the Eighth Route Army, don't be afraid, just hide. There are still Japanese escaped soldiers in this area, and we are still looking for them!" the soldier said with a smile.

"Hey, hey!" The middle-aged man nodded, and then he saw a large number of soldiers in the distance, all touching their bodies.

"It's our country's own troops, let's not come out!" The middle-aged man looked at his family's old novels, and they were all worried about the situation outside.

It was not until noon that a soldier came over.

"Members, fellow villagers, open them, we have something to ask for!" Several soldiers were patting the door of the common people, but the people inside did not dare to open the door.

"Members, we are the Eighth Route Army. Please go over the body. A large ocean a day. Those who are willing to go, leave now. Those who are brave enough to move the body to the car!" the soldier stood there and shouted.

"One ocean a day?" The people inside the house were shocked when they heard this. A ocean could buy dozens of kilograms of white flour. It was in winter. Such things were difficult to find.

"My fellow villager, don't worry, we are Chinese, we are for the people's troops. We come here to fight the Japanese!" The soldier continued to shout at the inside. Although the people inside were moved, they still didn't dare.

"If you want to move the corpses, come outside and find our soldiers. Just ask. They will give you wages. I'll go to other places to ask!" The soldier continued, now they are here, and there is no way to carry the corpses. The soldiers are very tired and have to fight at any time, so they can only spend money to ask the people to carry the corpses.

Even if they can transport the corpse, they must transport it away, otherwise it may rot in spring. I don’t know how smelly it will be. The key is that I am worried that it will cause a plague.

Therefore, the battlefield must be cleaned!

In the afternoon, hundreds of people came to help in the nearby villages. Those people found that the soldiers here were easy-going, and they also knew that they were troops of the Eighth Route Army, and they were not familiar with the Eighth Route Army.
Chapter completed!