Beyond the MKAD, smokestacks rise like sentinels over rusting factories and sprawling logistics yards. This is the city’s mechanical underbelly—gritty, relentless, and quietly dangerous, where forgotten infrastructure hums with hidden transactions and the ghosts of Soviet ambition still linger in steel and soot.

Rolling fields, ancient churches, and weatherworn dachas dot the landscape in the quiet stretches beyond Moscow's sprawl. The Golden Ring glimmers with history and faded nobility, while the suburbs mask their own dramas—old-world serenity colliding with modern unrest, all framed by forests that watch and remember.

Officially known as "The Garden", this is a fortified military base buried deep in the forest beyond the outermost ring road—its name a cruel irony. Cloaked in secrecy and wrapped in perimeter fencing, it’s a place of whispers and watchlists, where experimental divisions train and classified projects bloom far from prying eyes.