Not enough Japanese devils to kill? 1.4 billion people volunteer for the Battle of Shanghai.

An air force squad of six men, crouching low.

clinging to the rocks.

They reached towards the ravine.

The footsteps were very light.

Light as a cat.

Breathing very lightly.

So lightly, as if afraid of disturbing something.

But they had only taken a few steps.

The bluebird suddenly stopped.

He looked up at the ravine.

That one—

The ditch was almost vertical, hidden by bushes, and could not be seen as a road at all.

His Adam's apple bobbed.

"Team Leader Lin."

He asked in a low voice.

The sound was very soft.

But in this silent shadow, it is exceptionally clear:

"Is that ditch... safe to walk through?"

Lin Yun stopped in his tracks.

Look back.

Look at him.

Look at this young pilot.

Looking at this still-childish face.

"Not normally," she said.

The bluebird was stunned.

Lin Yun continued:

"But this is wartime."

"In wartime, there is no road that cannot be traveled."

She paused.

My gaze passed over the bluebird.

They passed those team members.

We crossed that rock wall.

Look into the distance.

Look at that—

An unseen direction.

That direction is called 1937.

"What kind of roads haven't Chinese soldiers traveled in 1937?"

She spoke each word clearly:

"We'll take any route as long as we can get behind the enemy."

After saying that, she looked away.

Looking at the bluebird.

Looking at Zhang Liang.

Looking at Shen Fei.

Looking at each team member.

"Our air force in 2026 should be like theirs."

silence.

three seconds.

For three seconds, there was only the sound of the wind.

Only the sound of gunfire could be heard in the distance.

only--

The sound of five people's heartbeats.

then.

Zhang Liang was the first to stand up.

He gripped the dagger tightly in his hand.

"Walk!"

His voice was deep.

But I'm very determined.

Shenyang Aircraft Corporation (SAC) is the second one:

"Follow Captain Lin!"

The third one is the bluebird.

The other two team members stood up at the same time.

Five people, five pairs of eyes.

They all stared at Lin Yun.

Look at this—

The person who led them down this path.

"Walk--!!!"

The six people continued forward.

They took cover from the rocks and bushes.

They reached towards the ravine.

There was no cover from gunfire.

There were no comrades to meet them.

Only themselves.

Only that unknown road.

only--

That must-win mentality.

On the main battlefield, the sound of gunfire was deafening.

The charge of more than two thousand men drew all the defenders' firepower.

Nobody noticed—

In that abandoned ravine.

Six people are climbing upwards.

Like six —

An eagle preparing to pounce on its prey from behind.

The ravines were more difficult to traverse than they appeared.

It's ten times harder to walk.

The bottom is made of loose gravel due to years of rain erosion.

Step on it.

Then slide down.

wow-

Gravel rolled down.

It crashed onto the rocks below.

White powder splattered.

Zhang Liang almost slipped and fell.

He gripped the rock face with his hands.

The knuckles are turning white.

Stay calm.

Then, continue.

The rock walls on both sides are covered with moss.

It's so slippery, you can't hold on at all.

Shen Fei reached out to help.

My hand just touched the rock face.

It slid open.

It looks like it's been coated with oil.

His body swayed.

I almost fell.

"Be careful," Lin Yun's voice came from ahead.

Shen Fei held firm.

Keep climbing.

No one complained.

No one backed down.

No one said "no".

They simply used both their hands and feet.

Step by step.

up.

Zhang Liang led the way.

He used a dagger to dig a hole in the rock face so he could step on it.

a bit.

a bit.

a bit.

Every time, I give it my all.

Shen Fei brought up the rear.

He kept a close eye on the people in front of him.

To prevent anyone from slipping.

To prevent anyone from falling behind.

Lin Yun is in the middle.

He directs everyone's position.

"That rock on the left is loose, don't step on it."

She pointed to a rock on the left that looked solid.

Zhang Liang glanced at it.

Sure enough, there was a noticeable crack under the stone.

He went around it.

"There's a gap on the right that you can grab onto."

Shen Fei reached out and tried.

It fits perfectly.

He used the momentum to climb one step higher.

"Watch out for rocks overhead."

The voice just fell.

wow-

Several pieces of gravel rolled down from above.

It hit Lin Yun's shoulder.

She let out a muffled groan.

But it didn't stop.

Continue up.

Her voice wasn't loud.

But in the silent ravine.

Every word was clearly audible.

They all look like—

Reassurance.

On the main battlefield.

The battle continues.

Gunfire deafened the heavens.

The shouts shook the earth.

"Da da da da—!"

"Bang—bang—!"

"kill--!!!"

The charge of more than two thousand men drew all the firepower and attention of the defending troops.

Ma Dapao's machine gun was still roaring.

Zhou Xiaoqi's sniper rifle is still being used for roll call.

Liu Da Nao's light machine gun was still firing.

Yao Shoude was lying on top.

The gun in his hand had a new barrel.

But he's still playing.

Still there—

They desperately tried to intercept it.

But they didn't know.

Right in their blind spot.

In that ravine that everyone overlooks.

Six people are climbing upwards.

Zhang Liang was in front.

sweating a lot.

But his eyes are very bright.

Shen Fei was behind.

He was covered in mud.

But his steps were steady.

The bluebird is in the middle.

My fingers are blistered.

But he didn't stop.

The other two team members followed closely behind.

Not a word.

Just climbing.

It's just going upwards.

only--

We're getting closer and closer to the summit.

Lin Yun is positioned slightly above the middle.

She looked up.

Through the gaps in the bushes.

I saw the mountaintop.

I saw the backs of those guards.

I saw it—

opportunity.

There were no gunshots.

There was no shout of killing.

There was no cheering.

only--

The sound of gravel rolling down.

only--

Heavy breathing.

only--

The sound of climbing upwards.

They are like six ghosts.

In that forgotten ravine.

Silently.

Charge upwards.