I can only say that Zhuang Yan underestimated the difficulty of every skill in survival in the wild.

Without matches means that fire can only be made through other methods.

Without the sun, there is no such thing as a convex mirror to make fire.

Besides, no one has any convex mirrors on their bodies.

Another type is to use the battery of the flashlight and the small lamp bead to make fire. After the glass of the small lamp bead is worn out, the bullet's launching medicine will be filled inside. After the power is turned on, the launching medicine will be ignited.

Also, use the pencil core as a conductor. After powering on the battery, the pencil core will burn red like an electric heating wire, which can also cause fire.

Unfortunately, there is no flashlight and no battery.

It seems that the instructors who set up the field survival subjects for the teaching brigade did not intend to allow the students to easily handle the subject of making fire from the beginning.

The rest are only a few of the most primitive ways to remove fire.

One of them is called hitting stones to make fire. As the name suggests, it is to use stones to strike each other and trigger Mars, causing Mars to fall on the fire-induced medium to ignite.

However, the success rate of this primitive fire-making method can only be described as "sad".

Zhuang Yan, Xu Xingguo and Zhang Pengfei found some hay, carefully tore them into thin strips and piled them into piles, then went to the river to pick up pebbles and knocked them for twenty minutes.

There was no movement on the pile of hay.

The impact of stones occasionally produces a little bit of Mars, but it is not enough to ignite hay silk.

Zhuang Yan couldn't help but begin to wonder if the teachers in the theory class were fooling him.

"No, this thing can't be done, the solution won't work. If this continues, I will be destined to eat compressed biscuits again tonight."

For dinner, everyone is willing to eat some hot rice.

Each person has a pound of rice, which is two taels a day for five days. They eat compressed biscuits at noon, and some rice with wild vegetables at night. This food distribution plan looks perfect and does not seem to have the dilemma of "survival".

However, when it comes to actual operation, Zhuang Yan found that he was really too naive.

Hitting stones to make fire doesn’t work, so everyone has focused their ideas on drilling wood to make fire.

In theory class, the teacher taught the most effective way to drill wood to make fire - to drill a bow and make fire.

The method is also very simple. Use strong branches or bamboo slices, tie them tightly with camouflage shoes or liberation shoes to make a bow. Wrap a dry wooden stick as thick as an index finger on the bow and use it to quickly rotate it on a piece of dry hardwood.

This will produce a lot of black powder. Finally, due to long-term friction, high heat will be generated, and sparks will appear in the black powder. Blow gently, put some hay on it and ignite it.

The three of them discussed and decided to give it a try.

This method took more than twenty minutes.

As a result, I found that some wood chips had appeared, but the wind in the mountains was a bit strong. As soon as it accumulated a little, it dissipated when the wind blew it.

What's even more terrible is that the black wood chips that were touched were not as much as theoretical knowledge, and were not enough to smoke.

"Fuck!"

The solemn grinded his hands so hard that they almost cramped, and they sat next to him with a disgusting butt.

"No, Lao Xu, come!"

Xu Xingguo went up and grinded for more than ten minutes. While grinding, he muttered to himself: "No! There is no movement!"

He looked around solemnly and irritably.

The sky was getting darker and there were more and more people at the meeting point of the brigade.

Fires have appeared in some places.

It seems that someone succeeded.

"It seems like Class 8 over there, I'll go over and take a look." Zhuang Yan said: "Get the scriptures."

He remembered Wang Dazui.

This guy is a veteran, and the entire eighth squad is almost always veterans.

It seems that there are really some differences between new recruits and veterans.

When Zhuangyan arrived at Class 8, he found Wang Damou, who was blowing his cheeks with his cheeks bulging up beside the smoke stove.

"Big Mouth!"

"Oh! It's solemn!"

"You're setting fire here?"

"Just kidding, didn't you see it?" Wang Damu pointed proudly in the smoke stove.

Zhuang Yan stretched out her head and saw that a lot of flames had already ignited in the stove.

"What method did you use to ignite? You can't use a lighter, right?" said solemnly.

Wang Dazui jumped out of the pit in front of the smoke stove and said to Zhuang Yan with a smile: "Are you stupid? Our squad leader watching. I have already lit it with a lighter."

Zhuang Yan looked in the direction he looked at, and indeed saw Qian Zhongjun, the leader of the eighth squad, sitting on the ground, including the seventh squad leader Luo Xiaoming and the leader of the ninth squad leader Pei Quan, all of them were there. Several squad leaders seemed to be burning on fire to prepare to cook something.

"Damn it! The squad leader uses lighters, we can't use them." Zhuang Yan couldn't help but complain.

Wang Dazui said: "Cough! Stop talking, the students have no human rights!"

"Big Mouth, which method do you use to make a fire?" Zhuang Yan said: "I have to drill through that piece of wood, but it still won't work."

Wang Dazui said, "Are you stupid? It's very difficult to drill wood to make fire, so I don't have to do that hard."

"Don't keep it a secret, tell me quickly, otherwise our class will not be able to eat supper tonight."

Wang Dazui stretched out two fingers and clamped them.

"You bastard, you still want to smoke when you are so familiar?" Zhuang Yan couldn't help but bury him.

"Why are you talking like this? You are all comrades-in-arms. What's wrong with giving a cigarette?" Wang Dazui said shamelessly.

Zhuangyan had to give him cigarettes. When he was taking the cigarette, he looked at his lighter and couldn't help but say, "If it weren't for the damn Lao Qi, I'll light it now."

"I can tell you, don't be impulsive, otherwise your wild survival score will be zero. It will not look good when the graduation transcript is stuffed into your file." Wang Dazui said: "You go and try to make fire with the rattan."

"Ratin?" said Zhuang Yan: "Will that method be faster?"

"Of course!" Wang Daxiu was very sure, "You recruits are stupid. What method is good, don't you know what you think? You have to try one by one?"

I learned about the method of making fire from Wang Daxiu, and Zhuang Yan didn't dare to delay it for a moment.

If anyone else comes back to find food, he will not be able to make a fire here, and he will lose all his face.

In fact, there are also rattan fire making in the textbook, but Zhuangyan thinks that method may not be very reliable.

Unexpectedly, Wang Dazui actually used this method to get fire.

"Old Xu, go find a piece of wood that is dry enough, and you need it thicker!" Returning to his territory, Zhuang Yan quickly explained to Xu Xingguo, "The big mouth uses the method of making fire with a rattan!"

Xu Xingguo was stunned for a moment and immediately said, "Okay, then you go and get the rattan!"

Zhuang Yan grabbed a military hijab and ran into the woods with Xu Xingguo.

Since it has not rained these two days, dry trunks are still easy to find, and dry trunks are also quickly found.

Back at the camping site, Zhuangyan quickly broke the wood with a hibiscus, then used a pebbles to support the gap, stuffing hay into the cracks in the tree trunk.

Then, his feet stepped on both ends of the tree trunk, and used the rattan to cross the crack of the trunk, grabbed one end of the rattan with one hand, and began to pull up and down.

The rattan made a hissing sound, and the dry wood chips and the vine peel on the rattan began to fall off, mixed with some hay debris.

Ten minutes later, Xu Xingguo, who had been staring at the wood next to him, suddenly shouted in surprise: "Laozhuang, it seems there is a chance!"

"Is it on fire?" Zhuang Yan was already sweating profusely, feeling that his hands were heating up, and it was really exhausting to twitch the rattan quickly. However, when he heard Xu Xingguo say that there was a chance, he suddenly became energetic again.

"Not yet, but it seems a little smokey." Xu Xingguo said, "Do you want me to change it?"

"No, I'm afraid after stopping..." Zhuang Yan said: "It's cold again."

He began to pull the rattan back and forth desperately.

Suddenly, the rattan snapped and broke!

"Damn it!" Zhuang Yan was stunned. He had only cut one vine just now, but he forgot to cut one more.

Now, before the fire is lit, the rattan is broken first.

Go find the rattan again, and start again...

He was almost desperate, stepped aside and squatted down.

It's over.

I really want to drink cold water tonight and chew compressed biscuits...

In the distance, Luo Xiaoming kept staring at Zhuang Yan. Seeing the rattan broken, he couldn't help but shake his head, and smiled at Qian Zhongjun, the leader of the eighth squad, beside him, saying: "The recruits are new recruits, and I always think that survival in the wild is really easy."

Qian Zhongjun opened a box of cans with the bayonet of the 81 automatic rifle and placed it on the fire, saying, "It's just the first day, the freshness is still there, and I have only walked 40 kilometers. It's still just the periphery of the mountainous area. They won't be so relaxed tomorrow."

Pei Quan, the ninth squad leader, said: "Our brigade doesn't even give matches. For the recruits, are the requirements too much?"

"It's strict requirements. We didn't have matches back then, didn't we?" Luo Xiaoming said.

Qian Zhongjun suddenly said, "Huh? Look--"
To be continued...