360, grandma bear, overpowering [Wugeng]_1

The destination of the truck they were sitting in—what could be said to be the starting point of this wilderness survival venture—was near a river.

Walking toward the river from the road, after passing through about ten meters of shrubbery, there was an open grassland.

And that was where they would camp for the night.

The moon was bright that evening, so they could barely make out the path without any lighting.

There were three instructors, each with their own tasks: Mo Shangjun led about a dozen people to "start a fire by friction," Duan Zimu led another dozen to "gather firewood" and build simple "shelters," and Peng Yuqiu took the last group to make simple "nets," hoping to catch some "breakfast" from the river in the morning.

So many people, under the leadership of the three instructors, looked as if they were just on a picnic, except for the harsher environment.

On an open stretch of land.