Arctic survival, starting in hell at minus fifty degrees Celsius

The group continued walking along the coastline for about three kilometers before they saw signs of human activity.

A large space was built around the person, who was huddled in a corner, covered with a thick layer of snow.

Richard saw the man and immediately ran over, brushing the snow off him and shaking him vigorously, "Old Zhang, Old Zhang, wake up!"

Old Zhang did not answer him.

Sun Chengwu saw that a layer of frost had formed on Old Zhang's face, his complexion was pale and bluish, and his body was stiff, indicating that he had been dead for some time.

Richard couldn't accept this fact and knelt on the ground, crying out, "Old Zhang, wake up! Where did everyone else go?"

He still had a high fever, was weak, cried uncontrollably, and almost fainted.

Sun Chengwu went over and helped Richard up.

He looked around and saw many footprints heading in all directions.

It seems they couldn't stand the cold anymore, and internal conflicts arose, so they split up to find shelter from the wind and snow.

There were no signs of a fire on the ground nearby, and no snow had fallen in the corners of the walls. Fish bones and scales could be seen.

They caught fish, and perhaps found other food as well; at least they didn't starve, which is good news.

However, their scattered locations caused significant difficulties for Sun Chengwu and his team in finding the missing persons.

Lin Can reminded them, "We can only choose one route to pursue them; we cannot split up."

Sun Chengwu nodded.

He also knew the dangers of splitting up in this weather, and he wouldn't put himself in danger just to save someone.

He pointed towards the mountains and said, "Let's go this way. If we can find caves in the mountains, their survival rate will be higher."

Walking along the beach requires a lot of luck. If they can find shelter from the wind and snow, that's fine, but if they can't, the sea breeze will take away their body heat, and they'll die even faster.

However, Sun Chengwu could understand them. It was difficult to find food in the forest, especially with the heavy snow now. Rabbits, grouse, and squirrels were all hiding in their burrows and wouldn't come out. They might starve to death.

Going to the beach, if you can catch a fish, at least there's a glimmer of hope.

But now, with the weather freezing cold, catching fish is not an easy task for them.

Do they still have the strength to break through the ice?

Although they knew that if they kept moving forward, they could save them, but they were likely already dead.

At this point, Sun Chengwu and his group could only choose to rescue the group of people who had a higher survival rate who had gone into the mountains.

Without delay, everyone immediately set off into the mountains.

Richard kept looking back as he walked, still wanting to bury his friend, but Sun Chengwu disagreed.

At this point, he was barely able to save himself, yet he was wasting his energy digging a hole; it was tantamount to courting death.

After entering the mountains, the road became much more difficult to walk on, and the snow underfoot became thicker and thicker. Moreover, this place was different from the forest where Sun Chengwu and his group had been before; here, the ground was not covered with pine needles, but with stones.

They walked very carefully, but even so, they still fell many times.

Fortunately, the snow was deep enough that no one was injured.

The footprints were clear enough that, judging from them, there should have been seven or eight people who went in this direction.

The footprints led all the way down the mountain, then suddenly reversed direction and headed southwest.

The group followed the footprints for another kilometer before they disappeared at the entrance of a cave.

The cave extends downwards, and there are footprints at the entrance.

Sun Chengwu stopped. "It looks like they've gone inside."

He shouted inside, "Is anyone there?"

After waiting for a while, no one answered.

Sun Chengwu told Richard to go and call out, "They recognize your voice, you call out."

Richard cupped his hands around a megaphone and called out from the cave entrance, "Li Mu, I'm back! Are you inside?"

The sound echoed continuously inside the cave.

After a while, footsteps were heard in the cave, and a person crawled up, trembling.

It is Li Mu.

He was no longer as spirited as he had been when they parted. He looked somewhat haggard, his hair was disheveled, like a bird's nest, with a few dry leaves still clinging to it.

When Li Mu saw Sun Chengwu, he was clearly taken aback for a moment, and then gave a wry smile, saying, "Come in, we've made a fire inside."

Sun Chengwu was worried that they would lack oxygen if they lit a fire in such a confined space.

Upon entering the cave, Sun Chengwu smelled a very pungent odor of smoke.

The cave was very deep, more than 30 meters long, and at the end there was a small pool of water. The pool was frozen over, and someone broke a hole in the ice to fetch water to boil.

The arrival of Sun Chengwu and his three companions did not bring them much hope.

They stared at them blankly, their eyes devoid of any life.

There are very few people Sun Chengwu still knows here; most of them are unfamiliar faces.

Li Mu sat by the fire and politely said to a woman next to him, "Excuse me, could you make room for them?"

The woman ignored him.

It seems that his prestige among these people has plummeted to rock bottom.

Li Mu was a little embarrassed and said to Sun Chengwu and the others, "Sit down, please make yourselves at home."

Sun Chengwu chose a relatively spacious spot that was neither too far nor too close to put down his backpack, took out the deerskin, spread it on the ground, and then sat down on it.

Upon seeing the deerskin, everyone's eyes suddenly turned towards it.

The presence of deer hide indicates that at least one deer was killed, which means there was food.

At this moment, the man from one of the couple stood up and walked up to Sun Chengwu.

He pursed his lips and hesitated before asking, "Um, do you have any food?"

I'm not taking your food for nothing. Look at my wife, she... she's quite pretty..."

Lin Can looked at the man in surprise, "That's your wife!"

The man's face showed pain. "Yes, she agreed, I...I..."

He clenched his fists. "But we're starving to death."

Sun Chengwu's gaze swept over everyone, and he asked, "How long has it been since you all ate anything?"

Li Mu replied from the side, "It's been almost a week. I can't say I haven't eaten anything; I've eaten a little bit, but how can that be enough?"

Seeing the hopeful looks in everyone's eyes, Lin Can felt a little soft-hearted and put his hand into his backpack.

In an instant, all eyes fell on his hand as he reached into his backpack.

Sun Chengwu grabbed her wrist and smiled, "I'm sorry, we ran out of food on the way here, so we can't give you any more."

But if you're willing to move, I can take you into the mountains to find food, and we'll all eat together when we get back.

Everyone's eyes remained fixed on Lin Can's hand.

Sun Chengwu grabbed her wrist and pulled her hand away, his tone threatening, "I'm here to help you. You can refuse our help, but if anyone tries to harm my companions, don't blame me for being impolite."

As you can see, I hunted a deer.

I think humans are easier to kill than deer.