Worldbuilding!
The situation deserved an ‘oh.’ Shipping containers on the Moon actually looked much like the ones back on Earth, which hadn’t changed much in a couple of hundred years. Back before the end of the world, asteroidal iron and carbon were cheap, and power was virtually free: why not make them out of steel, and use the standard construction templates? You could stack them pretty high and not have to worry about them collapsing under their own weight that way, too. So that was normal.
What wasn’t normal was the way the shipping containers in Subsection D all had their doors ripped off of them at the hinges, and flung to one side. There were gouges and furrows on the ground, too, showing where things had been dragged; all tracks led to the only open container that still had its doors half-attached. Those doors were in bad shape, though, bent in two from the outside in and jammed back against the sides so hard, it looked like they had been hammered in there.
Inside was dark, but not the sort of darkness expected from an airless space without direct sunlight. There was the faintest green-tinged light reflecting off of the ceiling of the container, and the crawler’s primitive ‘brain’ was already using to paint the interior. Passive sensors only; humanity only had a limited number of drones left, and this one had three other jobs to do today. When the drone finally spat a reconstruction of the inside of the container, it surprised Tobias not at all to ‘see’ the ragged hole in the floor taking up the entire back half of the container. Not to mention the fragments of steel wall.