Chapter 28: Airplanes and Flight

"It's okay to fire a few more shots. There are still a lot here anyway," Chito looked at the piles of weapons around her, and there were several packs of bullets beside her.

Yuuri didn't answer, but concentrated on shooting at the target.

Chiti started observing again, "hit".

After firing all the bullets in the gun, Yuuri looked at Chito sitting next to her and said helplessly, "Chii-chan, why don't you give it a try? You see Senju having fun shooting."

Chito's gaze settled on Senju, noticing his uncertainty in aiming the gun.

She felt her heart quicken slightly, sensing something different as she watched him.

Despite his less than impressive aim, she found herself drawn to the way Senju carried himself, his determination and earnestness. "No, I'd better forget it," she whispered softly.

"Because Chii-chan is completely inaccurate, just like Senju" Yuuri, who was oblivious to what inner turmoil her sister was having, said casually.

Hearing what Yuuri said, she snapped out of her daze and Chito remarked, "That's a stretch."

"Why don't you carry a weapon, Chii-chan? Even Senju is carrying one."

"It's not necessary. You all brought it with you anyway."

"Really? There are obviously so many weapons around, it's such a waste." Surrounded by ruins composed of countless weapons.

(T/L: Yet these hands will never hold any-)

"It's basically all junk. Let's search again." Chito looked at the ruins helplessly, while Yuuri was a little excited, "It doesn't necessarily have to be weapons, it might be something that can be used, like rice!"

"Well, rice is a bit difficult," Chito expressed her admiration for Yuuri's imagination, "but the military rations are still worth looking for."

At this time, Senju had also fired all the bullets in his gun, and before he could see the result, he was dragged by Yuuri to look for something, shells and machine guns were everywhere on the battlefield.

At this time, a tank in front caught Yuuri's attention, "Tank! By the way, is the tank delicious?"

"Do you want to try it?" Chito glared at her, but Yuuri took a big bite and chewed it, pretending to swallow the chariot.

Senju looked at the dilapidated tank from the side and found that there was only an empty frame left, and even the tracks on the wheels had been removed.

The three climbed up and took a look at the surrounding area.

They were surrounded by abandoned weapons.

The trio couldn't help but sigh, "It's simply a tomb of weapons."

Looking at these abandoned weapons and thinking about the current environment, Yuuri was a little confused.

"People in the past were short of food. Why did they make so many weapons? Senju, do you know?"

"Well, I don't quite understand, but even if there is enough food, people will still make weapons. Maybe this is human instinct," Senju said helplessly. War and peace are eternal topics.

"Is it instinctive? But when there is enough food, it will be much easier for us if we are more prepared to do some preservation."

"Maybe it's because a lot of things happened, like wars and so on."

After saying that, the three of them got off the tank and walked to the side.

There was a huge aircraft there. When they got closer, they found that it was in tatters and there were many gaps on it.

However, Yuuri was still a little amazed by this huge aircraft, " It's amazing, it's a plane, can it still fly now?"

"Right now, no but someone can fix it," Chito replied, giving Senju a side-glance.

Senju looked at the plane and continued uncertainly, "Maybe I can fix it."

"Really, I really want to fly," Yuuri ran over and shook Senju's arm, looking at him expectantly. Senju blushed a little due to Yuuri's eager interaction, replying somewhat embarrassedly, "It will probably take a long time."

"Oh, after repairing it, you must take me to fly," Yuuri said a little disappointed, "Chii-chan wants to fly too, right?"

"Not at all."

Yuuri then remembered something again, "Could this also be a weapon?"

"That's probably it, it should be a bomber plane or something," Chito was a little unsure, and then looked at Senju for confirmation, but Senju didn't understand this, "Haha, it's probably a bomber."

At this time, everyone saw that there were a lot of things inside the plane.

Chito was about to climb up, but unfortunately it was a little too high. Yuuri pushed her up from behind. "War is about killing each other. Why do they do such a thing?"

Senju didn't say anything, but quickly built a ladder. He would not resist war, if it was for protection and peace.

"Well, maybe the other party's interests are inconsistent with our own, or maybe the three of them, well, have two portions of food. That must be why they are fighting each other."

After arriving in the cabin, there were several types of firearms and blueprints thrown on the ground, and there were a pile of boxes next to them. Yuuri said with emotion, "There really is everything."

Senju picked up the drawing on the ground and looked at it, and found that it was a design drawing.

Unfortunately, he didn't know what it said. Next to him, Yuuri picked up a six-barreled machine gun, "Look, there's one here too. Super powerful gun."

"Throw down the gun, we don't need it." Chito leaned on the box next to her and rummaged for something inside. "Is there anything useful? I found it."

"Explosives," Yuuri went over to look at it and recognized it.

Unfortunately, Senju couldn't understand the words on it at all. Chito nodded, "Yes, this can break through walls and remove obstacles. It's very useful. , Senju, put it away."

After Senju put away the box of explosives in his inventory, Yuuri looked at a box next to her, "What is this?"

"Solid dry food?" Chito opened it and looked at the small packages inside and read the words on them, but immediately ordered, "Senju, put all these away too."

Despite her order, she pulled out two more bags and handed them to Senju for storage. Senju couldn't help but think.

'Is this going to be a war? There are only three of us.'

After seeing Senju put it away, Chito went to look for other things, but the other boxes were full of cannonballs and bullets, and Chito was not interested at all.

Seeing that there was nothing else thhe could use, Chito requested Senju to build one.

A staircase led to the top, and the three of them came to the top of the plane and looked at the surrounding scenery.

Soon the propeller on the wing next to her caught Yuuri's attention. "Chii-chan, you can fly with me. Senju looks too heavy, so he just stay here."

(T/L: OOF, yeah could've done the same, considering Senju is currently wearing Full iron armor...But still that's emotional damage right there!)

After saying that, she pulled Chito and ran to the propeller. Senju looked frightened and worringly said, "It's too dangerous. Yuuri should hurry up and bring Chii-chan back."

"That's right." Although Chito was scared, she still stood on the propeller with Yuuri, but judging from the way she hugged the propeller tightly, it was clear that she was still scared.

"It's okay, it's okay," Yuuri stood on the propeller and stamped her feet hard. The propeller slowly moved a few times, scaring Chito even more. "Stop it quickly." She pleaded.

But Yuuri stomped her feet a few more times, and the propeller finally started to spin, and the two of them slid down, "Ah, they flew away."

Senju quickly un-equiped his armor and leaped toward them, hoping to catch them fall.

*CRASH*

"Ouch!" "Whoa!" "Ehh!?!"

As the poof of snow finished clearing, Senju is seen holding both Chito and Yuuri, in each of his two arms.

"Hahaha, thanks for catching us Senju! I'm so happy... and also hungry." Yuuri turned over and shouted to Chito.

Who was in a daze, her face red.

"It's okay, Senju, you can try it too."

"Ah haha, no need, I'm a little afraid of heights" Senju checked the two of them if they were fine, after confirming they were fine, he layed down.

Chito, still in a daze, was pulled by Yuuri towards their car to get some food.

But after a while, Yuuri and Chito came up and sat next to Senju.

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(T/L: Ughh I'm translating when I'm about to sleep... Why do I torture myself?)