Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit

The destination of the truck they drove-it can be said that this time the starting point for survival in the wild is near a river.

From the road to the place close to the river, through the bushes of about ten meters, it is an empty meadow.

That's where they camped tonight.

The moonlight is just right tonight, and you can barely see the road without lighting.

The three instructors each have their own division of labor. Mo Shangjun leads a dozen people to'drill wood for fire', Duan Zimu leads a dozen people to'pick up firewood' and make a simple'refuge', and Peng Yuqiu leads the final Some people make simple'nets', hoping to find some'breakfast' in the river tomorrow morning.

So many people, under the guidance of the three instructors, looked like they were outing, but the environment was a bit tough.

Open area.

Mo Shangjun sits on a stone and directs two people to “drill wood for fire”. They are surrounded by a circle of students, while learning and blocking the wind, but they partly bypass the middle, so that Mo Shangjun can supervise at any time. .

"Instructor Mo, I have a question."

Tang Shi walked to Mo Shangyun and looked at Mo Shangyun shyly.

"sit."

Mo Shangyun glanced at some of the rocks beside him.

It's more than nine o'clock, the temperature has dropped a lot, and sitting next to a person is not like a stove.

Tang Shi blinked in surprise. After confirming that Mo Shangjun had no opinion, he sat cautiously next to Mo Shangyun with nervousness and excitement.

"ask."

Mo Shangyun leisurely tossed a word.

Her left leg straightened and fell down, her right foot stepped on the **** of the stone, her knees were bent, her right elbow was against her left knee, her finger rested on her chin, and a dog's tail grass fell from her mouth, her head slightly crooked, Indifferently watched the gang of students who were struggling to drill into the fire.

Leaning his head, Tang Shi looked at the ink on the ink, a little overwhelming his inner joy.

She didn't know what to say, so she felt like this ink on Jun—

It's so emotional.

At first glance, it is a person who is full of stories.

Tang Shi didn't speak directly, but took a deep breath, letting the heart that might jump out of his throat at any time return to the original position, and calmed down before he was ready to talk.

"My doubt is that in this barren mountain and wilderness, so many of us should not find much food..." Speaking of this, Tang Shi looked at Mo Shangyun nervously, only to squeeze after seeing her expression indifferent. Lips, continued, "I just want to say that we only have such a tool, not even a ration, is it a bit unscientific?"

After thinking about it, Tang Shi added: "It stands to reason that such actions should distribute rations."

In the wild, in addition to safety, the most important thing is food and water.

There are rivers here, and their water source can be guaranteed; if it is safe, the presence of instructors such as Mo Shangjun and so many people acting together is a guarantee of safety; but...only food.

There is not enough food for them.

In such barren mountains and wilderness, the most common are snakes and fish-but there are not so many snakes and fish for them to eat. In addition, there are some fruits and plants that can be eaten in the mountains. There are more such foods, and it is not so difficult to find a way, but it is not enough for them, dozens of people.

Tang Shi thought all the way, but did not think of any results.

Therefore, she chose to ask Mo Shangyun.

Hearing what Tang Shi said nervously to her, Mo Shangyun's attention moved away from'drilling wood and getting fire'.

She lifted her eyelids and looked in the direction of Tang Shi.

Of course, before she could speak, she heard Yan Gui's voice—

"Does this need to be said? This operation must not be as simple as survival in the wild."

Suddenly, Yan Gui's head hit the middle of the two. After frightening Tang Shi, he tilted his head and gave a brilliant smile to Mo Jun, "Mo Mo, am I right?"

Mo Shangjun spit out the dog's tail grass in his mouth.

With his left hand stretched out, he grabbed Yan Gui's ear directly. "What's the matter, learn to be lazy to listen to gossip?"

Damn, this guy was so crazy that she almost didn't feel it.

"Mo Mo, Mo Mo... Don't do it, it hurts." Yan Gui felt distressed about his twisted ears, and felt wronged. "You misunderstood me. Really, our team just came back after collecting firewood. The pace is a little bit faster, I swear, just a little bit, you know I am fast."

During the talk, I heard the movement of their team back.

Mo Shangyun then loosened his ears.

Tang Shi looked at Yan Gui, who was like a ghost spirit, and his clothes were obediently cleaned up by Mo Shangyun. The corners of her mouth could not help but rose. She wanted to laugh, but she felt that it was not timely, and she could only suppress it, not laugh. Out loud.

Yan Gui touched his ears, muttering on the ink and stroking his hands too cruelly, while lying on the stone and leaning between them from behind.

Then he smiled at Mo Shangyun and asked, "Mo Mo, you said, am I correct?"

The lesson just twisted his ears, in a blink of an eye, he was thrown out of Jiuxiaoyun with his mumble.

"Maybe."

Mo Shangyun shrugged and replied perfunctoryly.

Yan froze for a while, "Isn't it even you don't know?"

"..."

Mo Shangyun gave Yan Gui a silent look.

"Cough cough--"

Yan Gui coldly coughed, as if hurting his lungs, his face slipped off the stone in pain. As soon as he landed, he covered his chest, continued to cough, and stumbled away.

Tang Shiben also wanted to worry about whether he had a physical problem, but after seeing Yangui walked out for more than ten meters, he immediately returned to normal, and then mixed with the student as a normal person.

Tang Shi couldn't help but stunned.

This, this...

For a moment, Tang Shi had a little doubt about life.

Inking on the forehead in ink, I really want to use the word "Xing Jing" as a tattoo on Yangui's disgusting face.

"Instructor Mo?" Tang Shi blinked and shouted Mo Shangyun in a fine voice, "Yan Gui said..."

"I do not know."

Mo Shangjun dropped four words, and once he pressed the brim, he jumped off the stone.

"Eh?"

Looking at Mo Shangyun with his head tilted, Tang Shi was a little ignorant.

Can't you say it, or really don't know?

but--

If, as Yan Gui said, not giving them food rations, it is understandable.

After all, if wild survival is not the main task... there should be other ways to get food.

*

After waiting for nearly an hour, many students who tried to "drill wood for fire" all gave up one after another.

Mo Shangjun couldn't see it anymore, he pushed the crowd away and walked away, kicking off the students who were still squatting on the ground for useless work. It took about ten minutes to rub out the fire debris easily, and then moved it well. Placed on a dry firelighter, in the blink of an eye, the smoke came out, she took a few breaths with a thin bamboo segment that had not been cleared, and the flame that everyone expected jumped out.

The dumbfounded crowd: "..."

Suddenly I felt that my self-esteem was broken into pieces of glass.

It was broken into pieces one by one, and it was stepped on with a few feet, which could not make up.

Grandma bear, the strength is crushed!

"Instructor Mo, you are a bit upset against us?" The male student squatting next to him smirked at Mo with a smile, his teeth trembling as he spoke.

Mo Shangyun gave him a slanted look, folded some finely chopped firewood into the fresh flame, and casually said, "It took me three hours for the first time."

Everyone: "..."

Ha ha.

It's really a little bit of citrus without comfort, but it is even more shocked.

A dozen of them were pestering here, wasting more than ten hours.

"I'm taking the liberty to ask, when was the first time you drilled into the wood to get a fire?" Someone in the crowd asked somehow.

Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows slightly, and after thinking carefully, he said, "12 years old."

Everyone: "..."

I wish they were all dumb.

I wish I slapped the man.

Ask what?

What are you asking? !

Do you think your self-esteem has been trampled enough?

Mo Shangyun didn't realize how much impact they had received. After waiting for the fire to burn completely, she clapped her hands and stood up from the ground.

Unexpectedly, few people went to watch the fire, and they all swarmed around.

"Instructor Mo, do you have any skills for drilling wood for fire?"

"Instructor Mo, can you teach us this skill?"

"Instructor Mo..."

Many questions are actively thrown over.

Mo Shangjun raised his hand and touched his ear.

"Ok."

She responded without knowing which question was being answered.

Later, she added: "Tomorrow."

As soon as the words fell, the people around her consciously gave way.

When Mo Shangjun walked a distance, he also heard their active and active discussion, as if he had mobilized his enthusiasm for learning.

Looking up, she looked at the night sky and raised her eyebrows helplessly.

This enthusiasm is very good if it can support tomorrow.