Arctic survival, starting in hell at minus fifty degrees Celsius

Getting on the boat is easy, but getting off is difficult.

The gangway was hanging at the stern. Although the ice below had refreezed, no one dared to bet that it was truly frozen solid.

If it collapses again, the icy seawater could be deadly.

Sun Chengwu chose to disembark from the middle of the boat.

The same applies to the bow, as it is the area where the icebreaker crushes the ice. The ice below is piled up, and many parts are hollowed out.

If the area collapses while you're stepping on it, and you fall in and break your arm or leg, it would be a huge loss.

The middle and forward part of the boat is relatively safer.

Sun Chengwu came to the deck, but instead of going down immediately, he walked around the front half of the ship's side.

The deck was empty, and the lifeboats hanging from the ship's side had all been lowered down, with thick ropes hanging from the ship's side and the winches covered with thick snow.

Sun Chengwu swept the snow off the winch and discovered that it was electric.

But the ship had run out of power, and when he tried to press the switch, the winch did not start.

Sun Chengwu hesitated slightly, then picked up his fire suit and forcefully chopped down on the switch.

The starter was damaged, and the winch made a sharp tearing sound. Due to gravity, it plummeted rapidly and soon crashed into the ice below, and continued to fall.

Until the entire rope is lowered, leaving only a lever swaying back and forth.

The rope is about the thickness of three fingers, with knots on the outside and steel cables inside, making it strong enough.

Sun Chengwu took out a hammer, fixed the lever in place, reached out and pulled the rope, grabbed the rope and quickly slid down.

Because he was wearing gloves, the friction was still good, and Sun Chengwu was able to control his falling speed.

Three minutes later, Sun Chengwu's foot touched the ice.

He didn't fall down immediately, but instead held onto the rope, constantly stepping on the ice to ensure it wouldn't collapse.

Then, Lao Yang also slid down.

Sun Chengwu waved his hand and said, "Let's go back. They're probably getting impatient."

The agreed time had long passed, and Sun Chengwu didn't know if they would still be waiting for him there.

The two returned to the shore along the ice. Just as they saw the coastline, Sun Chengwu noticed a row of dark figures walking towards them.

The shadowy figures also spotted them.

Sun Chengwu reached into his backpack, gripped the double-barreled shotgun, and prepared to fire at any moment.

He didn't know whether the person who came was one of his own or someone else.

After all, a group of people escaped from the ship, and it is unknown whether these survivors landed on the shore or died.

Both sides are tentatively getting closer.

The cold wind howled, mixed with heavy snow. It was said to be far away, but in reality, it was less than ten meters away.

The two approached each other, recognized each other, and realized they were acquaintances.

Richard breathed a heavy sigh of relief. "Xiao Wu, you're finally back."

The bald man strode forward and punched Sun Chengwu in the chest. "I thought you were deliberately keeping the dangerous things to yourself, and I felt guilty for a long time."

What's going on? Is anyone on board?

Sun Chengwu shook his head. "There are no living people on the ship."

The bald man was stunned for a moment. "What do you mean no one is alive? How did the boat get here if there are no survivors?"

As Sun Chengwu walked, he said, "Let's go back first, and we'll talk about it slowly when we get back."

On the way, Sun Chengwu and Lao Yang recounted what they had seen and heard on the ship. After listening, everyone showed expressions of shock and confusion.

Their questions were the same as the bald man's.

If there's no one on board, how did it get here?

Old Yang guessed, "It must have drifted over with the ocean currents. If it were a normal icebreaker, this kind of ice wouldn't be able to stop it."

It must have lost power. It used its massive size to break through the ice, but it also gradually lost power, so it got stuck here.

There was no food on the ship, and even the medicine had run out. They starved and froze to death.

There were even instances of cannibalism.

The phrase "cannibalism" is very heavy.

Because they've all lived to this day, and everyone has experienced something like this.

When people feel they can't go on living, they will seek every possible way to survive.

Seeing the atmosphere growing increasingly heavy, Sun Chengwu smiled and said, "Alright, stop looking so serious. Forget about the ship; at least what we've gained is real."

Sun Chengwu opened his cotton-padded coat, revealing a down vest underneath, with a wool lining.

"See? These warm clothes were all taken off them."

These clothes are much warmer than what we wear; a single piece would cost at least a thousand yuan.

Who could afford to wear that normally?

That's what they said, but a cloud of despair still hung over everyone's hearts.

Sun Chengwu is not a psychologist and cannot take care of everyone's emotions; he can only let them process them on their own.

Before they came, they had prepared for the worst.

There's no one on board now, at least not the enemy, so the outcome is relatively good for them.

Sun Chengwu suggested, "Old Yang and I have already investigated the situation on the ship. Let's all board the ship together tomorrow and take everything we can."

"From now on, we'll have a completely new life, and we won't have to suffer from the cold anymore."

These words were quite inspiring.

Back at their temporary campsite, everyone was finally free from the cold wind and could start a fire.

A large pit was dug in the snow, and the excess snow fell towards the sea, forming a windbreak wall.

The group sat around the snow pit, protecting the flames, and their bodies finally warmed up.

Sun Chengwu took out a piece of fresh meat and placed it over the fire.

Soon, the ice covering the fresh meat melted, the meat thawed, and the white fatty parts sizzled with oil.

Sun Chengwu was a little reluctant to part with the grease, so he took the fresh meat back, took out the plate he had brought back from the ship from his bag, and put it on the plate to fry the meat.

After frying the meat, he didn't waste the fat inside; he collected it and stored it away after it cooled down.

More precious than the fried meat is the fat in the Arctic.

They brought back a lot of plates when they came back this time. Sun Chengwu distributed them to each of them, and everyone did the same.

The fresh meat, once pan-fried, has a flavor that jerky can't compare to. The aroma is irresistible, and the meaty fragrance explodes in your mouth, stimulating your taste buds.

Sun Chengwu ate nearly a pound of meat before wiping the grease from the corners of his mouth, taking out a ceramic pot, and starting to boil water.

Some pine needles were added to the water to enhance the flavor.

Pine needles are rich in vitamin C. People who eat meat but not plants are prone to constipation.

When Sun Cheng drank the pine needle water, he chewed up the pine needles along with it.

Pine needles are a type of coarse fiber that can help with bowel movements.

Many people in the Arctic suffer from constipation to varying degrees, and some even develop anal fissures, hemorrhoids, and rectal bleeding as a result.

It's said that nine out of ten people suffer from hemorrhoids, and here, no one is immune.

Sun Chengwu didn't have a good solution for this illness unless he could solve their food problem.