Arctic survival, starting in hell at minus fifty degrees Celsius

Through Giroud's narration, Sun Chengwu gradually understood what had happened after they went to sea.

They drifted at sea for almost half a month before approaching a small island. The island had been renovated and was now home to many warships and people dressed as smugglers, but they didn't look like smugglers at first glance.

According to their descriptions, these people walked with a very upright posture, acted decisively, and were clearly class-based.

First, someone would report it, and then they would examine their bodies, not even missing a single cavity, such as the nostrils.

After going through layers of review, it passed through a water room.

Sun Chengwu guessed that the water room was probably used for disinfection procedures.

Subsequently, under the protection of a group of heavily armed men, they met the leader of the smuggling gang.

The leader was a middle-aged man in his fifties who spoke with a strong voice. He asked about their purpose and who had introduced them.

The introducer was naturally the clan chief, whose purpose was to request the resumption of the smuggling route and the note.

When Ollie handed over the note, the smuggling leader examined it carefully, then asked them with a serious expression where the note came from.

His expression was very serious, which startled both Ollie and Giroud.

They answered truthfully, saying it was given to him by a group of survivors who had been stranded in the Arctic, hoping he could pass the note on and help them call for help.

The leader then put away the note, said he understood, and began discussing the smuggling route with them.

But just as they were talking, a young man in his thirties suddenly pushed open the door and walked in without any politeness.

The boss was very dissatisfied.

The young man had a stern face, as if his boss owed him a lot of money, and he spoke rudely, accusing his boss of not taking action yet.

The leader glanced at Ollie and the others and told them to go down first.

The young man also saw them and said that there was no need to cooperate with those people anymore. The order from above was to directly enter the Arctic and occupy key locations. This method was too slow. By the time they controlled the nearby villages, people from other countries would have already landed.

After that, Giroud and the others heard nothing more; they were asked to leave.

They argued inside for over half an hour before the young man came out, and the argument ended badly.

He then glanced at them, perhaps thinking they couldn't understand Russian, and said to their faces that there was no need to win over primitive natives like them; they could simply be killed and replaced, just like in a certain North American country, to gain the right to speak, and even faster.

Then, the leader invited them back in and told them that the smuggling route would be restored, but they had to bring a letter to the team leader when they returned.

Ollie said, "He didn't tell us not to read the letter. We opened it on the way, and it was full of messy writing that we couldn't understand."

Sun Chengwu asked, "Did you give that letter to the clan chief?"

Giru nodded. "They gave it to us. The chieftain didn't say anything after looking at it. He just told us to go back and rest, and he would take care of the rest."

Judging from his expression, it didn't seem to be good news.

Ollie clenched his fists. "It must have been that bastard who did it. He said he was going to slaughter us!"

Sun Chengwu then asked, "Does the clan chief know?"

"He knew," Ollie said. "He said he would handle it."

Sun Chengwu breathed a sigh of relief. Since the clan leader would handle it, the problem wouldn't be too big.

He had long suspected that the clan chief's identity was questionable, and Ollie and Giru's accounts only confirmed his suspicions.

Sun Chengwu was very anxious, but he knew he had to wait.

They returned to the seaside and set up a shelter at the entrance of the boat passage, creating a place to protect them from the wind and snow.

They gathered some branches and started a fire to keep warm.

They had almost finished their food, but thankfully they didn't leave empty-handed; they still had a seal to eat.

Sun Chengwu cut a slice off the seal's liver, roasted it over a fire, and only put it in his mouth when it sizzled with oil.

This seal has a bit of fatty liver, and it has a soft, chewy texture and is very fragrant.

Sun Chengwu was full after eating a dozen or so pieces, and he had also eaten most of the liver. They chatted idly, analyzing what might happen in the village.

However, without seeing it, no one can draw a conclusion.

The next day, they returned to the village and saw that the blue flags were still hanging there.

Day three, day four...

This continued for the next five days.

Sun Chengwu couldn't hold back any longer; he wanted to go back and take a look.

Ollie was also very worried about the safety of his family.

After discussing it, everyone decided that Ollie should go back and check. He was a villager, so it shouldn't arouse suspicion.

He would find an opportunity to sneak out and tell them what was happening in the village.

On the morning of the sixth day, Ollie returned to the village.

Three more days passed, and there was still no news from Ollie.

Just as Sun Chengwu was about to reach his breaking point and decide whether to risk entering the village to check the situation, Ollie finally came out.

He whistled softly and emerged from the darkness.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing Ollie.

All three of them asked impatiently, "What happened?"

Ollie's tone was grave. "Many outsiders came to the village. They were carrying guns. I couldn't see the chieftain. After I went back, they locked me up. They only released me today."

There were people watching me everywhere, but luckily there weren't many of them, and I managed to escape.

But I don't have much time. I have to go back soon, otherwise they might do something drastic if they find out I'm gone.

Giroud asked, "Is it that person?"

Ollie shook his head. "I don't know. Everyone in the village is a stranger. I've never seen them before."

It could be them, or it could be someone else.

Sun Chengwu then asked, "How are the villagers? Your family, and Sister Su and the others?"

Ollie nodded. "It's all fine. As long as we don't resist, they won't do anything."

I couldn't contact anyone else and had to stay at home, so I don't know who died.

It's getting late, I have to go back now. I'll try to send you a message later.

Everyone nodded, watching Ollie disappear into the darkness.

With only three people remaining, Ye Zhi Qiu looked at Sun Cheng Wu and asked, "Brother Wu, what do we do?"

He only trusted Sun Chengwu; if Sun Chengwu gave him a word, he would dare to go back and fight to the death.

Sun Chengwu said, "Let's wait a little longer."

He believed in Ollie.

Sun Chengwu was very patient as long as he was sure Su Wanqing and the others were alright.

Two more days passed, and Ollie brought out news again: "They should be leaving soon. I saw the chieftain seeing them off from the village. The village's management has also loosened considerably, and many people have evacuated."

I saw them heading north. Be careful lately, and try to avoid staying near the beach; you might run into them.

Everyone nodded again.

On the ninth day, the village flag was finally lowered.

Ollie told them, "Everyone's gone, you can come out now."