Section 45 - Night Shift Duty

After finishing up in the kitchen, Chen Fei carried a fragrant baguette, a bag of roasted lamb chops, and a mixed salad off work, a perk of helping out in the kitchen that at least saved him some food expenses. It wasn't a lucrative gig, but it sure was a delightful one.

He returned to his dormitory, left half of the baguette, roasted lamb chops, and salad there, and put the other half in a basket. He then carried it to the northwestern corner of the Aircrew Base where he was headed.

The place was now surrounded by layer upon layer of standard shipping containers. Walking through felt a bit like navigating a maze.

When Chen Fei arrived in front of a steel-structured shed, he couldn't find a doorbell, so he had to shout.

"Grandpa Barut, are you there?"

"Who is it? Oh, Little Chen, come in, the door's unlocked!"

Several coughs and an elderly voice came from inside.