There were seven people on the crashed plane, three couples and one pilot.
Four of them have been rescued, and one died before rescue arrived.
There is still one couple left struggling in this icy snowfield.
Huo Yu was sitting on the snowmobile, with the little white bear and the wolf cub sitting in the passenger seat.
"You two, tell me immediately if you smell the scent of a stranger."
"Ouch~ (I know, I have to add meat at night~)"
"Ouch~ (I know~)"
Huo Yu smiled, and with one free hand, he casually grabbed a handful of hair from an unknown little guy, and then looked at the ice field in front of him.
It has been 36 hours since the plane crashed. If the person is not found as soon as possible, the situation may be in danger.
Although the Arctic is not particularly cold in summer, it is still well below zero.
According to Park Bo-sang and the others, except for the pilot, who wore thicker clothes, the remaining two couples were wearing thin wedding dresses and suits, with warm clothes on top.
If you stay outdoors in the Arctic for such a long time wearing only this amount of clothing, your chances of survival are already very low.
Thinking of this, Huo Yu stepped on the accelerator, and the snowmobile let out a ferocious roar and accelerated forward.
What Huo Yu didn't notice was that under the snowmobile's exhaust hole, half a cigarette was blown up by the air waves and floated on the snow behind the snowmobile.
. . . . . .
On the same snowfield, a man was struggling to move forward in the snow while carrying a woman on his back.
"Oppa? Where are we?" The woman lying on the man's back was furious.
The man was stunned for a moment and quickly replied: "We will be there soon. We have seen it on the map, the nearest 249 scientific research station."
The man was clutching a handheld GPS navigation device tightly in his hand. It was the only usable object he found on the plane in his panic.
The display screen of the GPS navigation is cracked, but you can vaguely see a green dot near the map, which represents the 249 scientific research station.
"Can we still get there? I'm so cold..."
"Yes." The man turned his head and said warmly, "We will be there soon. There will be warm blankets and hot tea there. If we are lucky, we may meet a handsome icekeeper, and maybe he also has a group of cute puppies. "
The woman on the back heard the man's words, and a forced smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.
The man turned his head, his smile gradually disappeared, and his eyes revealed a deep feeling of despair.
The 249 scientific research station marked on the GPS navigator is only an outpost-level scientific research station, and the GPS navigation is in a state of disrepair. It has not been updated for God knows how long. The small outpost on it is still gone.
In this kind of place where the heavens do not respond and the earth fails to respond, the man himself does not know how long he can hold on.
The man carried his beloved newlywed wife on his back and continued to walk forward. He felt as if his calves were filled with lead, and he had to use up all his strength with every step he took.
At first he could still hear the woman's breathing and heartbeat, but as time passed, these reassuring sounds gradually became smaller.
"Wife, wife?"
"Well..." The woman's voice was extremely weak, and was blown to pieces by the wind as soon as it came out.
"Don't sleep, don't sleep."
The woman did not answer, or she had answered, but her voice was so low that the man could not hear her.
"Aurora, don't you still want to see the aurora?" The man choked, trying to speed up his pace, "We haven't seen the aurora yet!"
"There are also Arctic foxes, Arctic wolves, Arctic rabbits... By the way... polar bears, don't you like polar bears the most?"
"Fool." The woman reluctantly replied, "What little Arctic bunny? That's the Arctic snow hare..."
The man smiled stupidly.
Another five minutes passed, and no matter how much the man shouted, the woman could not respond.
The sound of the wind muffled the man's cry. He raised his head with red eyes, but did not stop moving forward.
It is true that he is poor, so he chose an unreliable wedding company.
He is also ignorant of the general situation, so he took a plane to the Arctic to get married despite global warming, regardless of the possible negative impact on the Arctic environment.
However, for a man who is willing to spend all his savings to accompany his newlywed wife to the extremely cold place of the Arctic to complete their wedding, no one can deny his love for his wife.
The sound of wind filled the man's ears, and at the same time it also brought the sound of moving cars.
The snowmobile made a creaking sound as it rolled over the snow. This sound was not pleasant, but at this moment it was like the sound of nature to the man's ears.
The man stopped and looked up at the pure black snowmobile in the distance, with a look of ecstasy on his face.
"Save...save..."
The man opened his mouth and wanted to call for help from the snowmobile in the distance, but found that no sound could come out of his throat in desperation.
His face turned red from suppressing the pain, and he waved his arms desperately, trying to make himself visible to the people on the snowmobile in the distance.
At the same time, he kept swallowing the saliva in his mouth, and his voice, which had been lost due to losing control of his emotions, finally recovered:
"Hi! We're here!"
"Help! Help! Whoever it is, please save us!"
What the man doesn't know is that in this windy and foggy Arctic, human roars have no effect and will only be drowned by the sound of the wind.
Fortunately, there are not only humans on this snowmobile, but also two evolved little guys.
The little white bear who was squeezed into the passenger seat with Xiao Yu was the first to notice the situation. His ears suddenly stood up and he looked in one direction.
"Ouch~ (it tastes~)"
Xiaoyu also wrinkled his nose, seeming to be aware of the stranger's scent.
Huo Yu braked without hesitation and held on, thinking that the wolf totem tattoo on his right arm suddenly appeared.
After his sense of smell was strengthened, Huo Yu carefully discerned the information contained in the cold air, and then decisively drove in one of the directions.
When the man saw the two fog lights of the snowmobile shining towards him, he felt all the muscles in his body tremble, as if they were also jumping for joy for survival.
The snowmobile finally slowly stopped in front of the two men. The first thing the man saw was not the rescuers he imagined, but the face of a furry bear.
"So cute." Even though the man had reached his limit at this moment, he still subconsciously sighed in his heart.
Immediately afterwards, a well-proportioned and slender man wearing a combat uniform got off the snowmobile and walked towards the two of them.
"Help, she is dying." The man begged Huo Yu.
Huo Yu quickly stepped forward, took the woman off the man's back, and made a preliminary check on her physical condition.
After a moment, he took a deep breath and reassured the man: "Don't worry, her life will not be in danger as long as I am here."
When the man heard these words, it seemed as if the last bit of strength had been drained from his body, and he collapsed on the snow.
"God bless, God bless!"
Huo Yu smiled and said: "This is the North Pole, God has no control over this place."
"The one who truly protects you is the great polar bear god, Little Tuan Smecta."
