Arctic survival, starting in hell at minus fifty degrees Celsius

Looking at the barely-formed fish trap they had woven, Sun Chengwu asked, "Are you really going to take root here with these things?"

The bald man touched his braised eggs as if he was a little embarrassed. "Well, this is just the beginning."

Once everyone is familiar with the process, the speed will increase.

"When the time comes, you should send women over. With their help, you'll be able to establish a firm foothold."

No sooner had he finished speaking than a Russian man next to him used a bit more force and snapped a fish trap in half.

Enraged, he roared and slammed the fish trap onto the ground, smashing it to pieces.

Sun Chengwu now knows where all these abandoned fish traps came from.

Most importantly, they actually thought the Russian guy did nothing wrong, because they also have moments when they lose their temper like that.

Sun Chengwu explained, "I heard a reliable source that smuggling ships from your country will be coming here. If you think that because you are all from the same country, they will let you go, you can stay."

If they can take you back, you can also help us call for help.

The bald man was completely stunned. "What did you say? A smuggling ship?"

No one knows their smuggling ships better than they do.

Without any hesitation, the bald man immediately said to Anisi, "Boss, let's run, otherwise we'll definitely be skinned alive if we run into those bastards."

Sun Chengwu was somewhat puzzled by what the bald man said.

It seems he's had dealings with these smuggling ships before.

Sun Chengwu asked, "Do you know them?"

The bald man shook his head. "I don't know him."

But I know them.

This group claims to be smuggling, but in reality, they are misusing public vehicles. To maintain secrecy, they are even more ruthless to their own people than to outsiders.

"I ran into them when some of my brothers went out to sea; the bullet holes in their boat were big enough to be used as fishing nets."

Since they understand, Sun Chengwu didn't need to waste his breath. "Alright, now that you know, pack your things, it's time to move."

Anisi and Baldy immediately went to tell their brothers to clean up.

When they set off, Sun Chengwu saw their empty backpacks and their destitute appearance, and suddenly felt a pang of sympathy.

These Russians are really having a tough time.

In comparison, Dals and Richard's operations were much better, clearly showing the difference in quality between the two groups.

However, everyone has their own expertise. These Russians are not good at this kind of delicate work, but their physical strength and combat ability are unmatched by Richard and Dars.

Under Sun Chengwu's organization, these Russians were also incorporated into the team.

However, the Russians and the Americans still have some irreconcilable historical conflicts.

The two sides had an argument as soon as the Russian joined the team.

It started as a war of words, but then suddenly one of the Russians lost control and punched the other guy.

The black man who had been beaten touched his nose; it was covered in blood. He immediately flew into a rage and yelled, "You white pigs, I'll kill you all!"

This statement not only insulted the Russians, but also some of his comrades.

The scene instantly descended into chaos.

Hearing the commotion behind him, Sun Chengwu turned around and saw that more than a dozen people were wrestling and rolling around in the snow.

The remaining group wasn't trying to mediate; instead, they were eager to join the fight.

All the survival pressures, fears, and contradictions that had been building up in the Arctic were released at this moment.

The Chinese in the group formed a circle, like an octagon, surrounding them, watching the show, and even commenting on who could win.

Sun Chengwu glanced at Williams and Anissy and said, "You two should resolve your own issues."

Anissy and Williams didn't look at each other for a moment, but both restrained themselves.

Among the crowd, even the bald man couldn't resist joining in.

I had just gone in and kicked something when I got punched twice, one of which was from one of my own men.

"Stop fighting!"

"Stop everything!"

Williams and Anisi appeared in the crowd.

Initially, the two people had a deterrent effect, but some people stopped while others did not.

Those who stopped were beaten, then rejoined the battle.

The number of people fighting grew from a dozen to more than twenty.

Half of the Russians got involved. The Russians were ruthless, and the Americans were vicious. Because the Americans were outnumbered and not as strong as the Russians, they were quickly overwhelmed.

Williams' face was as black as the bottom of a pot. He knew that even if he won the fight, he would only receive some punishment and scolding.

But if you lose, you'll lose your future status.

They will be forever oppressed by these Russians.

He glanced back and saw that Sun Chengwu had no intention of getting involved; he was just sitting and watching.

He immediately strode in, grabbed a Russian by the collar, and punched him hard in the face.

Williams was also tall among the Russians, and with him joining the battle, the Americans managed to turn the tide and had a chance to catch their breath.

When Anissy saw Williams join the fray, his face darkened. He had come to resolve the issue, but instead of cooperating, Williams had exacerbated the conflict.

At this moment, Anisi seemed to remember something and looked at Sun Chengwu.

He noticed that Williams had made a move, but Sun Chengwu did not stop him.

He belatedly realized what was happening and shouted to the bald man, "Akalev, give him a good beating! Don't let the Chinese look down on us!"

On the snow shovel, Sun Chengwu watched their melee with great interest.

Some of the Russians got so into the fight that they even took off their clothes.

Sweat evaporated, and his body emitted heat, making him look like a Super Saiyan.

Richard, standing nearby, asked worriedly, "Won't someone die from fighting like this?"

Sun Chengwu said with interest, "It's not that bad. They're all being very restrained. If someone dies, things will get complicated."

Richard wanted to say something more, "But they..."

Dars interrupted, "The boss is giving them a chance to showcase themselves."

In the future, whichever side wants to be given important responsibilities will have to first demonstrate their value.

We're not some kind of charity that adopts just any cat or dog.

Let them fight; it's a way for them to vent their emotions. Otherwise, they'll cause trouble again when they get back to camp.

At this point, he vented his emotions, made a big mistake, and then behaved himself when he got home.

Sun Chengwu pointed at the shirtless Russian and said, "It has to be a Russian, right? In the freezing cold, they can have a snowball fight shirtless."

The people felt a bit out of place when they heard the words "snowball fight".

But upon closer inspection, it doesn't seem to make any mistakes.

On the battlefield, the bald man quickly found himself facing off against Williams.

The two couldn't stand each other, but after just one glance, they hugged each other and rolled around in the snow.

The bald man was still smaller than Williams, and after one round, he was pinned down.