9:30 p.m.
Hai Shan Wei Airport.
Although it's already March, Rakshasa is at a high latitude, and the phenomenon of global warming is no longer present after the apocalypse. March remains very cold.
The airport is located 30 kilometers north of Hai Shan Wei City, surrounded by a vast expanse of snow and ice.
North of the airport is a vast area of coniferous forest stretching hundreds of kilometers, looming darkly over the land, deep and shadowy.
The airport has four sentry towers, one at each corner, and there's a guard post at the main gate.
A little after nine at night, the wind is bone-chilling, and the sentries in the guard towers are all curled up inside, occasionally nudging the searchlights so that the bright light slides over the snow or the coniferous forest, just to make a show of being on the job.
In the northwest corner tower, soldiers consider this the most boring spot.
