Arctic survival, starting in hell at minus fifty degrees Celsius

After Su Wanqing left, Sun Chengwu pulled Old Man Xu aside, saying, "Old man, wait a minute. Bai Yarong can't go out by herself because of her legs. Go and lend a hand."

Sun Chengwu would often help these kind-hearted and capable people whenever he could, as long as it didn't threaten his own life.

Perhaps in the future, these accumulated blessings will come back to you.

Watching Old Xu help Bai Yarong out, Sun Chengwu stuffed the remaining food into the fuel tank's suitcase.

He dragged a suitcase in each hand and ran outside.

There weren't many people left in the plane cabin, and he could feel the cabin shaking.

Boom!

The cabin suddenly sank a section.

Sun Chengwu staggered and bumped into the seat next to him, hitting his ribs and gasping in pain.

Sun Chengwu steadied himself and came to the breach in the cabin. He saw that the ice below had completely cracked and most of the plane had sunk beneath the ice.

Dark blue seawater surged out from the cracks in the ice, submerging the surface of the floating ice.

"Help!"

A desperate cry came from inside the cabin.

Sun Chengwu turned around and saw a woman who seemed to be stuck in her seat, constantly pulling at her calves.

She saw Sun Chengwu and looked at him with pleading eyes, "Please, help me."

Sun Chengwu did not pause in his steps, nor did he even turn around.

At this moment, any hesitation is irresponsible towards one's own life.

He can't even save his own life, yet he's taking on a burden; it's tantamount to courting death.

Sun Chengwu stared at the floating ice below, chose a relatively intact spot, and jumped down.

The ice floe swayed, and Sun Chengwu braced himself with his hands to stabilize his center of gravity and maintain his balance.

"what!"

A short, sharp scream came from the left.

Out of the corner of his eye, Sun Chengwu saw a middle-aged woman. She was overweight and panted heavily as she ran, her fat jiggling up and down.

Suddenly, the ice beneath her feet collapsed, and she lost her footing, falling to the side and instantly submerging half of her body into the dark seawater of the icy hole.

She frantically pounded the seawater with her hands, her fingernails scraping the ice with a harsh sound, leaving several bloody scratches.

She screamed desperately, "Help! Someone please save me! I don't want to die!"

Seawater surged onto her shoulders, her struggles quickly fizzled out, her eyes widened in fear of death.

"Help me... gurgle..."

In just two or three seconds, a wave crashed in and she disappeared beneath the churning, dark blue seawater. Only a woolen hat floated to the surface and was then swept away by the whirlpool.

Sun Chengwu felt a chill run down his spine and quickened his pace. He first threw the two suitcases onto the ice floe opposite, then took a running start and jumped across.

Almost at the moment he landed, the ice floe he had been standing on shattered completely with a crash and was swallowed by the sea.

Before he could catch his breath, a dark figure suddenly pounced out from the shadow of the twisted landing gear beside him and grabbed him tightly around the waist!

Lin Xiaoyan! That crazy woman!

Sun Chengwu couldn't help but curse under his breath, realizing he had completely forgotten about this variable.

Lin Xiaoyan's hair was disheveled, her face was pale, and her lips were purple from the cold. She had been outside in the cold all night, yet she hadn't frozen to death.

"Let's die together!" She used all her strength to pull Sun Chengwu back, wanting to take him into the water with her.

Sun Chengwu tried to pry Lin Xiaoyan's fingers off one by one, but Lin Xiaoyan, this crazy woman, seemed not to feel any pain, and her arms remained tightly wrapped around Sun Chengwu.

As the ice floes behind them shattered again and fell into the sea, accompanied by a creaking sound and the strained groan of metal, the plane suddenly began to sink.

The ice nearby cracked again, with the cracks even extending to Sun Chengwu's feet.

Sun Chengwu's pupils contracted as the shadow of death loomed over him.

At the critical moment of life and death, a violent aura rushed to his head.

He reached behind his waist and pulled out the steel pipe he never parted with.

Without warning or hesitation, he turned his back to the crowd and blocked Lin Xiaoyan's body.

hum!

The steel pipe slammed down on Lin Xiaoyan's head with a dull thud.

"Bang!"

A terrifying thud was followed by a crisp cracking sound.

Lin Xiaoyan's body suddenly stiffened, her body trembled, and her arms around him loosened for a moment.

But the next moment, Lin Xiaoyan hugged his waist tightly again, her voice hoarse as she roared, "Don't even think about running away! We'll die together!"

Sun Chengwu's eyes were cold, his face indifferent, devoid of any emotion.

He swung his arm again, and the steel pipe swung in a wide arc and slammed down.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

One time, then another, and yet another…

The viscous liquid splattered onto his arms and face.

Lin Xiaoyan's skull was sunken, and her face was no longer human-shaped.

Sun Chengwu didn't know how many times he had hit her, but her arms finally slid down limply, and Lin Xiaoyan slid down to her knees.

Sun Chengwu hastily wiped the blood off his face, threw the steel pipe into the sea, picked up two suitcases, and ran off into the distance.

Lin Xiaoyan collapsed against the ice rock, and the ice shattered with a series of cracking sounds.

The body, now without support, slid down the sloping ice and plunged into the dark, icy sea with a "plop."

As the waves surged and the cabin sank, countless whirlpools emerged from the sea, sucking her body in.

Sun Chengwu dragged his suitcase and ran at full speed. The cold air rushed into his lungs, causing waves of sharp pain.

He ran while coughing, and finally reached a safe area. His legs gave way, and he knelt on the ground, clutching his chest and throat, coughing incessantly.

"Cough cough cough..."

Su Wanqing and Old Man Xu immediately ran over. Old Man Xu went to get the fuel tank, while Su Wanqing dragged him from behind and ran towards the crowd.

Seeing this, Zhou Xi and Qiu Ci went forward to help.

Bai Zhan stood in the crowd, watching this scene with a blank expression, seemingly lost in thought.

Yellow Hair and Beard initially intended to go to the rescue, but noticing that Bai Zhan was not moving, they both stopped.

Among the foreigners on the other side of the warehouse, several were eyeing the situation covetously, but hesitated several times before ultimately deciding not to step forward and take advantage of the situation.

Sun Chengwu's previous ruthlessness had left a deep impression on them, and they were worried that Sun Chengwu would drag them down with him.

Soon, Sun Chengwu was dragged back into the crowd.

Ahead, the cabin was still sinking, the ice was cracking faster, and the area where the survivors could stand was getting smaller. What terrified them even more was that cracks were also appearing on the ice beneath their feet.

The ice floe finally couldn't withstand the pressure from the plane.

Sun Chengwu got up, his eyes scanning the surroundings, and he saw the white coastline in the distance.

Judging by sight, it's at least two kilometers.

Swimming two kilometers in zero-degree seawater is something no one can do without professional training, not even those who regularly go winter swimming.

The dangers of the sea are incomparable to those of the river.