Arctic survival, starting in hell at minus fifty degrees Celsius

Sun Chengwu said coldly, "I will help you fix it, but I won't give you any medication. Whether you get better or not depends on yourself."

"Stretch your leg over."

Zhao Na was stunned for a moment, then instinctively protected her broken leg.

Sun Chengwu said impatiently, "If you don't want your legs to be crippled, then stretch them out."

Zhao Na trembled as she slowly moved her injured left leg a little closer.

Sun Chengwu examined the fracture and found that it was clearly displaced, but fortunately it was a closed fracture and had not punctured the skin.

With a blank expression, he pulled and pushed forcefully, and amidst Zhao Na's piercing screams, he roughly repositioned the dislocated bone.

Then, using a few relatively straight tree branches and strips of cloth taken from the suitcase, a quick and rough fix was made.

Throughout the entire process, Sun Chengwu moved swiftly, but without a trace of warmth.

After securing it, he got up and returned to the fire, saying to Huang Shi and Lin Can, "Take turns keeping watch and keep a close eye on things."

These words were spoken not only to his companions but also to Zhao Na.

As night deepened, Zhao Na curled up in a corner a little away from the fire, clutching her injured leg, silently weeping, occasionally twitching from the pain.

She raised her head, her eyes no longer filled with resentment, but only with fear and confusion about the future.

Su Wanqing stood next to Lin Can, looking at Zhao Na's pitiful appearance, and asked in a low voice, "Isn't what we're doing... too cruel?"

She's in this state... and her leg is broken...

Lin Can was wiping his military knife with a piece of leather when he heard this. He paused, looked up at Su Wanqing, and his gaze sharpened.

"cruel?

"Sister Su, have you forgotten that she just tried to smash Sun Chengwu's head with a rock?"

Su Wanqing was stunned, only then realizing that Zhao Na had struck first.

Lin Can continued wiping the blade, his voice very soft, "If Sun Chengwu had reacted a little slower or hadn't been alert enough, he would be the one lying there now."

Imagine Sun Chengwu and Huang Shi falling down, what would happen to the two of us women facing them?

To be merciful to the enemy is to be cruel to oneself.

Lin Can said calmly, "We've already been very humane."

She sheathed her polished military knife and looked at Zhao Na's blurry figure in the darkness. "Compassion is reserved for kind people and those who deserve help."

She doesn't deserve someone like that.

Whether she survives tomorrow depends on herself.

We have neither the obligation nor the ability to bear the consequences of her own choices.

The next morning, the sky was still overcast and the wind was biting cold.

Sun Chengwu and the others fried the remaining seal meat on a stone slab, then made some bone broth. They crushed the bones and put them in an iron can, filling the air with a greasy aroma.

Zhao Na huddled in the corner last night, watching the three of them eat with longing eyes.

Glug...

She made a clear swallowing sound in her throat, and her stomach growled.

At this moment, hunger and cold were like two knives, tormenting her repeatedly.

Sun Chengwu and the others ate quickly, no one spoke, and no one even glanced at Zhao Na.

After finishing his meal, Sun Chengwu drank the last mouthful of soup, wiped his mouth, and got up to pick up his stone spear and military knife.

Seeing them about to leave, Zhao Na struggled to use a tree branch as a crutch, enduring the sharp pain in her leg, and limped to her feet, timidly saying, "I...I'll go gather firewood..."

Sun Chengwu glanced at her, said nothing, just nodded, and then said to Huang Shi, "Grab your weapons and come with me."

"Where to?" Huang Shi asked.

Sun Chengwu said in a low voice, "Go find Wang Yu."

The cold wind howled all night; he had nowhere to hide and was sure to freeze to death.

If I'm not mistaken, he should have run back to the cave Zhao Na mentioned.

Keeping him around is a disaster; he'll stab us in the back sooner or later.

It's better to strike first.

Sun Chengwu said it in front of Zhao Na, deliberately letting her hear it, so that she would give up any thoughts of causing trouble.

Sun Chengwu and Huang Shi, carrying stone spears, plunged into the gray forest, following the direction Wang Yu had fled in the previous night.

The wind was still blowing, swirling snow that had frozen into ice pellets, stinging my face.

Fortunately, the snow was not heavy last night. Although the footprints Wang Yu left when he fled were blurred by the wind, the general direction could still be identified.

Sun Chengwu carefully examined the footprints in the snow. The footprints were messy and varied in depth.

After observing him, Sun Chengwu said, "He was cold, hungry, and injured. He had nowhere else to go but that cave."

The two said no more and continued forward, their steps uneven.

After walking for about twenty minutes, a steep rock face appeared ahead.

The footprints disappeared below the rock face.

They followed the footprints and, sure enough, found a dark cave entrance at the bottom of the rock face.

The entrance to the cave was half-hidden by snow and dead branches, making it difficult to spot without careful observation.

Sun Chengwu stopped and gestured for Huang Shi to move more quietly.

The two walked towards the cave, and as soon as they reached the entrance, they saw a pool of scarlet blood on the ground.

Sun Chengwu immediately stopped in his tracks.

Huang Shi also shuddered and asked nervously, "Brother Sun, what happened? Is Wang Yu dead?"

Sun Chengwu cautiously approached and found that the blood on the ground had frozen. It looked like it was left last night, and it had turned into its current state after a night of cold.

The blood covered a considerable area, splattering out in a spray pattern, and there was a drag mark that stretched from the snow all the way into the depths of the dark cave entrance.

Huang Shi asked, "Brother Sun, could it be... we've encountered a bear?"

There was no snow in the cave, and no footprints could be seen around.

Sun Chengwu carefully examined the ground but did not see any animal hair.

He said in a low voice, "Not necessarily, it shouldn't be a bear."

Huang Shi asked疑惑地, "If it wasn't a bear, then how did Wang Yu die?"

Sun Chengwu retorted, "How do you know this is Wang Yu's blood?"

Huangshi is speechless.

Sun Chengwu walked ahead, lowering his voice, "Stay close to me."

The two people entered the cave.

Normally, Sun Chengwu wouldn't have taken the risk seeing such a large pool of blood, but things were different now.

Wang Yu definitely holds a grudge against them and has his eyes on them.

Sun Chengwu was uneasy about the threat posed near the camp.

Even if it's risky, I have to confirm with my own eyes that Wang Yu is dead.

After the two entered the cave, the smell of blood actually faded considerably, and there was no blood on the ground.

As they went deeper, the pungent stench in the air grew stronger.

After walking about ten meters, Sun Chengwu saw the blood-stained clothes on the ground; it was Wang Yu's jacket.

There were some traces of habitation inside the cave, which should have been left by Wang Yu and Zhao Na.

Upon seeing Wang Yu's clothes, Huang Shi's face turned deathly pale. "Brother Sun, he's really dead!"

Sun Chengwu, however, did not think so.

He stared at Wang Yu's clothes. Although they were stained with blood, the clothes were intact and showed no signs of tearing.

This doesn't look like an encounter with a bear.

If we didn't encounter a bear, where did all this blood come from?