Arctic survival, starting in hell at minus fifty degrees Celsius

Breakfast consisted of some simple biscuits and snacks, along with a kettle of hot water.

Sun Chengwu soaked the biscuits in hot water and stirred them into a paste with chopsticks. The texture was hard to describe, but it was at least easier to swallow than dry biscuits.

After breakfast, the group left the cabin with their homemade fishing rods and headed towards the edge of the ice floes.

Because they had encountered polar bears before, this time they chose to walk on the other side of the plane.

The ice floes are shrinking at a visible rate every day. They reached the edge of the ice floes, but had only walked a hundred meters.

The sun is shining brightly today, and the temperature has risen somewhat.

Normally, this would be good news for them, as they wouldn't have to suffer from the cold.

However, considering their current environment, rising temperatures are accelerating the melting of the ice floes. When the ice layer melts to a certain thickness, it will crack completely, and they will all fall into the sea.

Sun Chengwu actually hoped that it would snow at this time, so that the floating ice would freeze the surrounding ice blocks together, making them more solid and increasing their chances of survival.

The floating ice, this unstable factor, was like a time bomb, making him constantly anxious, worried that he would wake up one morning to find them sunk to the bottom of the sea.

Lost in these random thoughts, Sun Chengwu caught his first fish of the day.

After a day of patient waiting, the group had a good catch. They must have just passed above the school of fish. More than fifty people caught nearly two hundred fish.

However, these are all palm-sized anchovies, with little fat content, and can only fill your stomach at most.

But all things considered, we have food for today.

Sun Chengwu would prefer to catch a salmon rather than a fennel.

Salmon are large and high in fat, making them more filling.

Just as everyone was about to head back, Sun Chengwu noticed a row of black dots on the white ice floes.

These black dots gradually grew larger, and turned out to be more than thirty black people.

Miguel walked ahead, blocking them at the edge of the ice floe. He twirled the steel pipe in his hand twice and threatened, "Put down the fish you're holding, or you'll be going swimming in the sea."

Sun Chengwu stared at Miguel and the others, narrowing his eyes. "It seems the lesson last night wasn't enough. You still dare to provoke us."

Miguel sneered, "Now you're the ones who are surrounded by us. If you're so capable, try it and see if we push you down first, or if you run out first."

Sun Chengwu's gaze swept over the black people, whose faces were filled with indifference to life and greed for food.

Starting a fight at this time would definitely not be a wise move.

But he couldn't accept being forced to surrender like this.

After all, they had the advantage in numbers.

Just then, a crisp sound came from the ice surface, and cracks appeared on the ice beneath Miguel's feet, extending towards the edge of the floating ice.

Upon seeing this, Sun Chengwu immediately shouted, "The ice floes are about to break! Run!"

Miguel scoffed. "The ice here is at least four or five meters thick. You think you can scare me like that? No way!"

Sun Chengwu ignored him and shouted, "Leave the fish to them, let's leave right now!"

Yellow Hair was somewhat unwilling, "Brother Sun, all the fish we caught after a hard day's work, let them have them..."

Sun Chengwu grabbed his collar and said in a low voice, "If we don't give it to them, and we delay any longer, we'll all die!"

Bai Zhan said, "Listen to Brother Sun, you can catch fish again if you lose them, but if you lose your life, you really lose everything."

Sun Chengwu threw the fish he was holding at the black man first, "Now can you let us go?"

Miguel stepped aside and threatened, "From now on, every time you go fishing, we'll ambush you. Starting today, you have to share half of your catch with us."

This is blatant robbery.

As Bai Zhan passed by him, he cursed in Chinese, "Idiot!"

Miguel, who understood Chinese, turned grim upon hearing Bai Zhan's insults and retorted, "Who are you calling an idiot?"

Bai Zhan wasn't fooled. "I'll call you an idiot!"

Just as Miguel was about to make a move, a steel pipe fell from Sun Chengwu's sleeve. "We've given you the food. If you still want to cause trouble, we're ready to fight to the end!"

After weighing his options carefully, Miguel snorted coldly, "Get lost!"

All the fish remained on the ice, and Sun Chengwu carefully made his way through a crack in the ice.

Everyone's faces were filled with anger and resentment; they felt incredibly frustrated.

Sun Chengwu deliberately stayed behind last, and after everyone left, he kicked the crack hard.

His kick was like the last straw that broke the camel's back. Accompanied by a cracking sound on the ice, spiderweb-like cracks spread continuously toward the edge of the ice floe.

After Sun Chengwu and his group left, Miguel and his men immediately rushed forward to snatch the fennel.

They were afraid of falling behind and missing out.

Some people even catch fish and put them directly into their mouths to eat raw, completely unaware of the ever-growing cracks.

Splash...

A piece of the ice floe broke off at its edge.

A Black man was nearby and noticed it.

Just as he was about to warn someone, another Black man snatched the fennel from his hand from behind.

The black man was furious and immediately turned around to fight with his companion.

Seeing the scene before him, Sun Chengwu laughed and said, "You see, we don't even need to lift a finger; they can start fighting on their own."

As the ice continued to crack and collapse, finally, a black man on the very edge managed to swerve off the ice with a scream.

Pfft!

The black man fell into the sea, and the icy water quickly froze his limbs. He stretched his hands upwards, opened his mouth, and made terrified gurgling sounds from his throat.

In just a short while, he sank down.

His screams finally brought the black man to his senses. Miguel saw the cracks beneath his feet and shouted, "The ice is cracking! Run!"

The Black people scrambled to escape.

It must be said that their physical abilities are extremely strong. They can walk on the ice as if it were flat ground, and their speed is so fast that Sun Chengwu is envious.

But the downside of being physically strong is that they are not very bright. They ran straight away, heading towards Sun Chengwu's direction.

Sun Chengwu was never a soft-hearted person.

He glanced back at the crowd; their food, which they had worked so hard for all day, had been stolen, and they were all seething with anger.

Sun Chengwu shouted, "Brothers, do you want revenge?"

The crowd shouted in unison, "Yes!"

Sun Chengwu shouted, "The chance for revenge has come! The ice is cracking! Don't let them come up! Drown these black devils!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than a Black man rushed into the crowd.

They cried out in terror, "Help!"

In response, Sun Chengwu gave him a cold steel pipe.

boom!

The steel pipe struck the black man on the head, and his body went limp, his eyes rolled back, and he passed out, his body sliding a considerable distance.

However, they were caught again by the angry survivors of China and thrown back onto the cracked ice.