The destination of the truck they were riding in—it could be said to be the starting point of this wild survival—was near a river.
Walk from the road to the place close to the river, walk through the bushes for about ten meters, and you will find an open grassland.
That is where they will camp tonight.
The moonlight is just right tonight, so you can barely see the road without lighting.
The three instructors each had their own division of labor. Mo Shangjun led a dozen people to 'drill wood to make fire', Duan Zimu led a dozen people to 'gather firewood' and build a simple 'shelter', and Peng Yuqiu led the last one.
Some people make simple 'nets', hoping to catch some 'breakfast' in the river tomorrow morning.
So many people, led by three instructors, looked like they were here for an outing, but the environment was a little tougher.
Open area.
Mo Shangjun was sitting on a rock, instructing two people to "drill wood to make fire." They were surrounded by a circle of students, shielding them from the wind while studying, but part of the middle was bypassed so that Mo Shangjun could supervise at any time.
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"Instructor Mo, I have a question."
Tang Shi walked to Mo Shangyun and looked at Mo Shangyun shyly.
"sit."
Mo Shangjun glanced at some of the rocks on the side.
It's past nine o'clock, the temperature has dropped a lot, and sitting next to someone doesn't feel like a furnace.
Tang Shi blinked in surprise, and after making sure that Mo Shangyun had no objection, he cautiously sat next to Mo Shangyun with nervousness and excitement.
"ask."
Mo Shangjun dropped a word leisurely.
Her left leg straightened and dropped down, her right foot stepped on the stone slope, her knees were bent, her right elbow rested on her left knee, her fingers supported her chin, a piece of dogtail grass fell from her mouth, her head tilted slightly,
He looked casually at the group of students who were struggling to make fire by drilling wood.
Tilting his head, Tang Shi looked at Mo Shangjun like this, a little unable to contain his inner joy.
She didn't know what to say, but she felt that Mo Shangyun was like this——
It’s so touching.
At first glance, you can see that he is full of stories.
Tang Shi did not speak directly, but took a deep breath to let her heart, which was about to jump out of her throat at any time, return to its original position. After calming down, she was ready to talk.
"My question is, in this barren mountain, with so many of us, we shouldn't be able to find much food..." At this point, Tang Shi looked at Mo Shangyun nervously. Seeing that she looked indifferent and didn't care, she took a sip.
Lip continued, "I want to say that we only have so few tools and don't even have any food rations. Isn't it a bit unscientific?"
After thinking about it, Tang Shi added: "Logically speaking, such an action should allocate rations."
In addition to safety, the most important thing to survive in the wild is food and water.
There is a river here, and their water source can be guaranteed; if it is safe, the presence of instructors such as Mo Shangyun and so many people acting together are the guarantee of safety; but...only food.
Their food is not available in enough ways.
In such barren mountains and ridges, the most common things are snakes and fish - but for more than thirty people, there are not so many snakes and fish for them to eat. In addition, there are some edible fruits and plants in the mountains. There are more such foods,
The way we found wasn't that difficult, but it wasn't enough to feed dozens of them.
Tang Shi thought about it all the time, but didn't expect any results.
Therefore, she chose to ask Mo Shangyun.
Hearing what Tang Shi said nervously to her, Mo Shangyun's attention shifted away from 'making wood to make fire'.
She raised her eyelids and looked in the direction of Tang Shi.
However, before she could speak, she heard Yan Gui's voice——
"Needless to say? This operation is definitely not as simple as surviving in the wild."
Yan Gui's head suddenly jumped between the two of them. After startling Tang Shi, he tilted his head and gave Mo Shangyun a bright and toothy smile, "Mo Mo, am I right?"
Mo Shangjun spit out the dogtail grass in his mouth.
He stretched out his left hand and directly grabbed Yan Gui's ear, "What's wrong, you learned to be lazy and eavesdrop on gossip?"
Damn, this guy was so elusive that she almost didn't even notice him.
"Mo Mo, Mo Mo... don't, don't, don't, it hurts, it hurts." Yan Gui felt sorry for her pinched ear, and said aggrievedly, "You misunderstood me, really, our team just came back from collecting firewood, and I just
My steps are just a little bit faster, I swear, just a little bit, you know I'm fast."
While talking, I could already hear the sound of their group returning.
Mo Shangyun then let go of his ears.
Tang Shi watched from the side as Yan Gui, who was like a ghost, was being tidied up by Mo Shangjun. The corners of her mouth could not help but rise. She wanted to laugh, but she felt it was not appropriate, so she could only suppress it and did not smile.
Speak up.
Yan Gui touched her ears and muttered that Mo Shangyun was too harsh, while lying on the stone and getting between them from behind.
Then, he smiled at Mo Shangyun and asked, "Mo Mo, tell me, is my analysis correct?"
The lesson he just had his ears twisted was thrown out of his mind in the blink of an eye as he muttered.
"Maybe."
Mo Shangyun shrugged and answered perfunctorily.
Yan Gui was stunned, "Isn't it possible that even you don't know?"
"..."
Mo Shangyun stared at Yan Gui silently.
"Cough cough cough——"
Yan Gui coughed suddenly, as if he had hurt his lungs, and slid down the stone with a face full of pain. As soon as he landed, he covered his chest, continued to cough, and stumbled away.
Tang Shi originally wanted to worry about whether there was something wrong with his health, but when he saw Yan Gui immediately returned to normal after walking about ten meters, he then mingled with the students like a normal person.
Tang Shi couldn't help but be stunned.
This, this, this...
For a moment, Tang Shi doubted life a little.
Mo Shangjun held his forehead and really wanted to tattoo the word "drama queen" as a tattoo on Yan Gui's disgusting face.
"Instructor Mo?" Tang Shi blinked and called Mo Shangyun in a low voice, "Yan Gui said..."
"I have no idea."
Mo Shangyun dropped four words, pressed his hand on the brim of his hat, and jumped off the stone.
"Eh?"
Looking at Mo Shangyun with his head tilted, Tang Shi was a little confused.
Is it that I can’t tell, or do I really not know?
but--
It would be understandable if, as Yan Gui said, they were not given food rations.
After all, if survival in the wild is not the main task... there should be other ways to obtain food rations.
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After waiting for nearly an hour, many students who tried to 'drill wood to make fire' gave up one after another.
Mo Shangyun couldn't stand it any longer, so he pushed away the crowd and walked over, kicking away the students who were still squatting on the ground doing useless exercises. It took him about ten minutes to easily rub out the fire shavings, and then skillfully removed them.
She placed it on a dry fire starter, and in the blink of an eye, smoke came out. She blew a few breaths on a thin bamboo section that had been opened at some point, and the expected flames jumped out.
Everyone was stunned: "..."
Suddenly I felt my pride and heart shattered into shards of glass.
It was broken into pieces, and someone stepped on it so hard that it couldn't be repaired.
Grandma is a bear, she can crush you with her strength!
"Instructor Mo, aren't you a little bit harsh on us like this?" The male student squatting next to him said to Mo Shangyun with a non-smiling smile. Even his teeth were trembling as he spoke.
Mo Shangjun glanced at him sideways, folded some fine pieces of firewood and threw them into the newly lit flame, and said casually: "The first time I did it, it took three hours."
Everyone: "..."
hehe.
It's really not comforting at all, but it makes me even more shocked.
There were about ten of them working here, wasting more than ten hours.
"I'd like to ask, when was the first time you drilled wood to make fire?" Someone else in the crowd asked desperately.
Mo Shangjun frowned slightly, and after thinking about it carefully, he said, "1 year old."
Everyone: "..."
I wish they were all mute.
I wish I could slap that person a few times.
What to ask?
What are you asking?!
Don’t you think your self-esteem has been trampled on enough?
Mo Shangyun didn't realize how much impact they had received. After she waited for the fire to completely ignite, she clapped her hands and stood up from the ground.
Unexpectedly, not many people went to tend the fire, and they all gathered around it.
"Instructor Mo, do you have any techniques for drilling wood to make fire?"
"Instructor Mo, can you teach us this skill?"
"Instructor Mo..."
Many questions were raised actively.
Mo Shangyun raised his hand and touched his ears.
"Um."
She responded, not knowing which question she was answering.
Then, she added: "Let's talk tomorrow."
As soon as she finished speaking, the people surrounding her consciously moved out of the way.
When Mo Shangyun walked some distance away, he heard their active discussions, which seemed to arouse their enthusiasm for learning.
She raised her head, looked at the night sky, and raised her eyebrows helplessly.
If this enthusiasm can survive tomorrow, it will be great.
This book was first published by ***, please do not reprint it! (To be continued)