Chapter 2 Drilling wood for fire

Xiang Wen opened his eyes with difficulty, where is this? He steadied himself and braced himself up, and he was on the beach.

There is also some debris floating with the ocean currents around. Yes, the plane crashed. Xiang Wen reluctantly sat up, his body soaked in seawater for several hours, cold and unconscious.

He slowly stood up, moving a little higher step by step, he had to stay away from the sea, his body was a little soaked, and his clothes were sticky and uncomfortable.

Xiang Wen moved to a stone high on the beach, sat down, his head blank, looked at the endless sea in front of him, buried his head in his knees, and went from whimpering to crying, at this time he didn't know what to do, where was this.

Helplessness and fear, surrounded him deeply. After crying for a while and venting fiercely, Xiang Wen stood up, the sunlight was a little dazzling, he raised his hand to block the sunlight, turned around and took off his life jacket, clothes and pants, and spread them on the stones to dry.

He looked around, thinking about whether to take off his underwear as well.

"Snort", he laughed self-deprecatingly, how could anyone be? He took off his underwear and threw it on the rock.

The body that is unfettered is so cool! Xiang Wen walked up and picked up two dry wooden sticks from the ground, one pressed on his clothes, and the other used to defend himself.

He looked around, the sand was in the shape of a crescent, and behind it was a hill that didn't look very high, stretching out on both sides, embracing the sand.

"It's like a chubby dumpling." Xiang Wen thought to himself. My stomach growled, I was hungry, but I could bear it.

"Should I come and make a fire, the rescue manual says smoke for help." Xiang Wen thought to himself. But what if you don't have a lighter?

I can only drill wood to make fire, and I have never actually done it, and I have only seen it in some outdoor videos.

"Come on, let's give it a try." Xiang Wen cheered himself up with a wooden stick in both hands. Little by little, there was a circle of dry branches and leaves on the beach.

It is supposed that the high tide will flood here, and the branches and leaves will be blackened after repeated soaking and drying. Xiang Wen took a few more steps inside, picked up two wooden sticks, one thick and one thin, and then pulled some thin dry hairs from the tree next to him, and picked up some dry branches.

Everything is ready to go. Xiang Wen dug a shallow ditch on the beach, spread a dry leaf in the ditch, put hair whiskers, and finally put a thick wooden stick on the ditch, the beach was hot from the sun, and there was no way to sit down with a bare buttocks.

So Xiang Wen put on his underwear again, folded the clothes and pants that had been dried, put them under his buttocks, sat down, and prepared to start drilling wood.

It didn't go well at first, my hands hurt and I didn't go fast. Gradually found the feeling, the bubble on his hand was worn out, and he grinned at Wen in pain.

I had no choice but to tear off the two trouser legs. The knee of the pants was a little torn when it crashed, so it didn't take much effort to tear it, and Xiang Wen wrapped the strip of cloth around his hand and continued to drill wood.

Where the thick wooden stick cracked, a spark gradually fell, but it was extinguished before Xiang Wen could blow.

I saw that the sky was getting darker. Xiang Wenxin became more and more anxious, and the speed in his hands became faster and faster. Seeing that there were more and more sparks, Xiang Wen hurriedly blew his hair gently, and slowly the smoke rose, Xiang Wen did not dare to come out, for fear of blowing out the hard-won sparks.

He put down the stick and slowly added dead leaves and branches to it, and the fire slowly grew stronger. Xiang Wen took some thicker wooden sticks and put them on the fire, and then put thick wooden sticks on the outermost layer, and the fire was finally built.

It's getting dark, too. At this moment, Xiang Wencai felt extremely tired. He put on his clothes, and the rest of his trousers, and lay down by the fire.

The first night was like this, and I fell asleep deeply.