Everything had to be tested before being sent to the front lines. Here’s where smaller ammunition would be test-fired. I was able to dig up several misfired rounds. Now they live in my collection of oddities.
The tallest dock structure is an equipment elevator that connects the many dock levels.
While the maps name this the compressor house, I believe, based on its size and number of heavy machine mounts, that it also housed the pumps to drain the mine.
These concrete blocks were formed to be solid mounts for machinery. All the metal was scrapped in the late 1990s, leaving these modern ruins. Seagulls love them.
Police tape marks were kids got hurt in the past… probably from falling from the unstable catwalk above.
The Atlas D command building. As Brutalist as it gets.
Judging from old pictures and maps, raw ore was dumped through these hatches, stamped into a rough powder, and hastily sorted before sending the best ore to the mill. Mills charged by tons of rock sent to them, so it did not pay to send them obvious tails.
The city constructed a wall in the early 2000s to discourage visitors. Note the staircase is cut off, too.
The end of the new elevator. Line of bird droppings follow the fire sprinkler pipes and wires in the room.